So here’s the crux of the problem: unrepresented writers are basically at the mercy of the buyers’ market, which has led to a state of affairs in which it’s not at all unusual to have a fifty page spreadsheet of all the submission guidelines for various agencies and such.
And here’s the thing: it’s nearly impossible to get published if you’re not a standard white guy. That doesn’t m,ran it doesn’t happen; clearly it does. But publishing is a market industry, which means that it reflects society, which means that the closer you are to white guy...
Them, running around screaming THERE ARE NO RULES thinking they had the house to themselves
And then just thousands of pissed off leftists melt silently out of the shadows and say oh really now?
Anyway here’s hoping every right winger is going to bed terrified that they might have to meet us in public. May they never rest easy and may they increasingly become trapped in their own paranoia until they develop debilitating agoraphobia.
(I continue to ask why, exactly, we don’t just not go to work on Wednesday. Yes, it’s a harmful thing for a lot of people, but one considers that that is precisely the point, and maybe we should think about just staying home on fucking Wednesday and crashing their markets.)
(I keep asking myself why we don’t just go fucking occupy things. Clearly we can get millions of people out to march for a thing if it’s bad enough, and one would think that we’d be able to find enough people to just stop them doing business.)
So there are protests that I cover actively, and then there are those where I choose a perch from which to observe
This Kavanaugh protest, I’m just watching
So there’s this woman has walked out of her office building and she’s just chilling across the street, chanting silently
She doesn’t know anyone is watching her. She’s in a suit, probably late fifties. Mid-level exec at some company that shares an office building with the ABA. She’s just watching, can’t help dancing to the beat. Mouthing the words until a taxi comes for her.
Across the street is a bunch of kids, this protest is all college students. Maybe I’m reading in here, but also maybe this is just being a woman
I see the younger version superimposed on the suit, I’m watching that younger soul emerge
I’ve been trying to describe what “viral” is like, by which I mean the subject of many stories all at once
I’ve said it was like being stripped naked on live TV while people clapped
I’ve said it was like having one’s flesh taken off one’s bones while people flashed scorecards
I’ve said it was like being chained to a table against your will as an art installation, so that no matter how much you struggled or screamed people commented approvingly about how meaningful it was to see you panicked
I guess the thing is that I can’t think of anything that quite expresses what it is that doesn’t include torture.
Do you know, the worst part of Rape Month, But All Year Long isn’t the times I relive bad things. Those memories have worn smooth from all the times I have taken them out and examined them for what I did wrong or clues about why me. They’re not sharp anymore.
The worst part is that I had after years gotten to a place where, when I met a man, I wouldn’t necessarily register his threat profile before noting anything else about him.
I could have friendships with men in which I trusted them fully. I could smile on the street on good days
I’m really pissed that I don’t have that anymore, that I’m back to scanning everyone who looks male even as we’re being introduced by a mutual acquaintance to see whether he’s got a weird vibe to him. It’s so fucking tiring.
I do too, but here’s the thing: this is now a war of attrition. The more evidence stacks up against this guy the more they have to confirm him; that’s the only way to kill the scandal now. Sure he’ll be under a cloud, but they’ll control the Court.
At this point, they could pull him and replace him with someone else but how many people you think they got that *aren’t* in some skeevy boys’ club? Any new nominee would be immediately dragged into Kavanaugh’s wake, so it’d have to be an actually chaste kind of dude or a lady
All signs point to “this will overwhelm his nomination” but this is 2018 and there is no regular order. Given that the GOP typically goes with the worst option these days, my bet is they hold an early vote and buy off Collins again with some pork for the tolerance.
Well it’s officially “lecture your waitstaff about politics” time of year again
I just saw a woman very proud of herself because she talked to a waitress about working for low wage and man if the worker’s shitty life didn’t remind this nice lady to be sure to get that vote out and tell the waitress to get registered to change things!
(The lady did not mention whether or how much she tipped.)
I keep coming back to thinking about how we as a society put all this importance on pre/Post Millennial divides but it’s all to do with work and tech. People really do not stop to think that we come of age with The New Dems and Bush v Gore and it’s never been good or normal since
Like when speaking to us as political actors I find that frequently, even older people who know that I’m speaking in good faith will get frustrated that I have zero trust in the leaders they’ve always supported
And like, cool, but I’ve never seen them actually lead really.
I think that a 36 year old still seems like a mewling kid to someone in their sixties and that’s fine and the way of the world, but we *have* been voting and watching for eighteen years now. And every single one of those years has been increasingly unhinged.
In my DM there is a woman decades my senior telling me how I just don’t understand why Hillary might, in the late 90s when she was over fifty years old, have felt obligated to publicly shred the 22-year-old intern her husband got busted fucking
Your feminism sucks, lady. Grow.
Like I’m 36 and if I found out a partner of mine was out with women who were barely old enough to buy wine you bet I’m not only running, I’m warning ladies about that guy
I can’t imagine thinking to myself “best outcome we light this kid up and hope America hates her most”
I sure as fuck can’t imagine being twenty years older than I am now and finding out my partner was into chicks who could barely buy wine
That’s not okay in any universe and frankly I don’t care about anything past that.