And it’s not always to my benefit to be this way. Audiences actually love a sermon. Every week for almost ten years now I’ve gotten at least one e-mail from a reader demanding I tell them what/who is “good” or “bad”. People love moral certainty.
But I know exactly who I am and what I do in the world. I’m not your girl for good/bad. I’m your girl for yes/and And that’s okay. We get to exist too.
And the audience that can hang? Hangs hard. That is better than anything else in the world.
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I sure try but if it makes anyone feel better many of my students hated me last semester. lol Class was too easy and too hard, too long and too short, etc. but certainly try.
And god help me if you bring it up FREQUENTLY to explain who you are today, as an adult. It just means we have little in common. Great if it works for your peer group. It doesn’t work for mine
Because as you start going on about how Billy pushing you in the 10th grade made you skittish around water fountains, I have nothing to respond with. I have no idea what happened in the 10th grade. None. Those aren’t my formative years.
It's become a real screenwriting crutch, like a skull on a bookcase to indicate someone is "smart" in a particular "you're going to hate them" kind of way. It's lazy.
I know I had a good score because I got a full ride. And I couldn't tell you that score if you paid me.
In general, I do not get along well with adults who ever talk about high school. It's just a bad, bad sign. College is only okay if its a story about being a ho and/or your first edible experience.
The way I hedged this and still managed to bring out a hundred “but what about mes” is all on me.
Between us I’m actually kind of proud of how hard ideologues & professional contrarians have to work to make me seem unreasonable. Every day I get some news hit or comment that amounts to, “OMG YOU SAID SOMETIMES A THING THAT HAPPENS, HAPPENS.” And you know, that’s a skill.
Sometimes you can almost see the smoke as they work furiously to twist my words but can’t. All they can usually do is screen-grab a whole paragraph. I don’t have the heart to tell them that’s called “marketing”.