It’s time to tell my story of the Mukluk Man. Well, more accurately the story is about Mr. Intense, but Mukluk Man factors in and makes for a better title. The story itself, though, is utterly representative of how women are “handled” when it comes to being treated poorly—and often criminally—by men.
One year ago today…our country changed forever. Continue reading “365 Days in…Still Very Broken”
I remember the exact date. I remember his name and his angular face. I remember his smell. To this day, it still turns my stomach if I catch a whiff of Polo cologne. Continue reading “Me, Too: It’s Okay…It’s Only Touching”
There’s no way I want to be unified with white supremacists or Nazis. Or people who are devoted to pushing others down in the false hope that they will stand taller. Or with anyone who takes delight in others’ suffering. Continue reading “Unity—Is That What We Really Want?”
Growing up, the song “This Land Is Your Land” was taught to us as a patriotic song, but if you’ve ever read anything about it, you know that Woodie Guthrie, the song’s creator, wrote it as a retort to “God Bless America.” He originally titled it “God Blessed America for Me,” but changed it to what we know it as now. Continue reading “Is This Land Really Your Land?”
This is the last post I am writing before the new “era” begins. The last time President Obama will be at the helm of the United States when I hit “publish.”
It still seems so surreal. I feel like I’m bracing myself for a really scary roller coaster ride that I never wanted to be on. Continue reading “So…This Is Really Happening?”