[Self-portraits by Carrie Mae Weems, Käthe Kollwitz, Judy Baca, and Frida Kahlo, text “Never apologize for selfies”]
In retrospect some of my largest problems in academia have been when I choose to write about myself. White male writing professors discourage navel-gazing especially for abused women of color, and memoir is considered whiny and self-centered. But who else is going to tell my story?
Am I to wait for a white man to write about me? Or remain unspoken of?
That point on academia is so sadly true. White male gatekeepers treat marginalized narratives with such disdain. But write about the existential angst of being [a white man] and it’s a fapfest in office hours.
Those images are glorious.
Vivien Leigh (in honor of her birthday today, November 5)
this is an interesting point, although mathematically inaccurate: assuming the women:men, 0.78:1 ratio is correct, men make $1.28 for every woman’s $1
White people are still the ~standard so that’s not so revolutionary.
A white man makes $1.34 for every dollar that a black man makes
A white man makes $1.52 for every dollar that a latino man makes
A white man makes $1.24 for every dollar that a white woman makes
A white man makes $1.44 for every dollar that a black woman makes
A white man makes $1.67 for every dollar that a latina woman makes
That’s some bullshit right there.
Dear Mom and Dad,
This is what happiness looks like. Sorry you were so miserable in your own lives that you couldn’t allow me a chance at my own. I went out and found it anyway. I miss you, and will miss you even more this holiday season since you won’t allow me to come back home unless I have a woman on my arm. Oh by the way, we’ll still be using the family recipe for the stuffing, I’m sure it’ll be a hit with our friends.
Your son, his boyfriend, and our spoiled cat