Nov 19 2012
To My Darling Daughter,
I watch your eyes glow when the kids in preschool want to play with you. I see how it matters to you what they say and how they smile.
I watch your bottom lip tremble when someone hurts your feelings.
And I watch you on the playground–your face flushed, and your breath staggered as you chase the child that was mean to you. I know you, and I know you are blaming yourself for their bad behavior.
I know you are trying to get a second chance at friendships not worth having.
You are so much like me that it takes my breath away.
Please. Don’t be this way. Read the rest of this entry →
Feb 13 2012
Rihanna performing at the Grammys last night.
Most American popular celebrities–and most of us, if asked–would profess to be pro-women. Last night showed that we are liars.
Facebook is generally a good measuring stick of one’s peer zeitgeist. The other week on Facebook, many of my friends were up in arms about the Komen-Planned Parenthood funding flap. They proclaimed with great ardor that this was a terrible blow to women. They got on soapboxes and decried the move as a calamity. Similarly, I read at least one post a day about the insidious nature of the princess industry, bemoaning how if we dress our American girls in glitter and pink, we are slowly wending our way toward an overly sexualized culture. Read the rest of this entry →