It's an official family story of when I was coming up the drive from school (Montessori) singing "Eeny meeny miney moe" and my mother holding her breath for the second line...
I never knew it as anything other than a tiger. Until now. Ugh.
I had a very sheltered but also very white upbringing. Until I was out of grade school really and going to junior high and high school in the town with a Marine Base and thus a lot more diversity. It was also where I first saw racism. And heard things that I knew were awful but still needed to have explained to me. Including a friend naming my cat something that it took a month for me to figure out was racist. Name was changed and I never respected that person the same way again. Still don't, actually. I wonder if I'd have been less sheltered with the internets. I read a lot but never enjoyed the books that probably would have clued me in more.
I thought about trying to post about it in Minearverse at the time, but it was just too irrational a reaction, I couldn't come up with the words to start, let alone discuss.
Any time you think American Horror Story has gone nutso, it goes about twenty times further.
I enjoy it because it's a show where stuff *happens*.
I made a salad with too many flavors in it! So some bites are good, but some are terrible. Ah well.
Complementarity is key.
Yeah, using up the CSA stuff isn't the best organizing principle, it turns out.
Also, I still hate salad.
I made a salad with too many flavors in it! So some bites are good, but some are terrible. Ah well.
I thought you were critiquing AHS.
Ha! I would love to pretend that were true. It...kind of works.
I was shocked to hear my New England grandmother recently refer to my cousin's Japanese employers as "little Nips." To the point where I didn't process what she'd said until it was hours too late to confront her about it.
My Cincinnati grandmother is only prejudiced against Republicans, but 60+ years of volunteering at Planned Parenthood in Cincinnati will do that to a person.
Aw, crap. Almost home on the bus and I just remembered that I drove today. I'm now waiting for a bus to head back downtown. I feel like an idiot now.
