tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4616670671912107473.post3155687764022114801..comments2011-06-10T15:17:22.942-04:00Comments on The Watermelon-Shirt Type: The Man in the ElevatorAbbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15387428298909970877noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4616670671912107473.post-20795458429533414342011-02-09T12:57:19.430-05:002011-02-09T12:57:19.430-05:00Rebecca,
I apologize, then. Sorry =/Rebecca,<br /><br />I apologize, then. Sorry =/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4616670671912107473.post-43204744013427099862011-01-31T21:19:57.560-05:002011-01-31T21:19:57.560-05:00Hey Abby,
Sorry to hear about your creepy encount...Hey Abby,<br /><br />Sorry to hear about your creepy encounter--that sucks. I understand that you, as a woman, get way more attention (including bad attention) than I do on the street. Still, it seems roughly analogous with that story I told you about almost getting into a fight on the subway. I agree that the male/female dynamic comes with its own issues, but what I'm trying to say is, I FEEL YOUR PAIN. <br /><br />-WumpusAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4616670671912107473.post-8886754917022073212011-01-31T14:44:30.779-05:002011-01-31T14:44:30.779-05:00Hey, C-Sam,
my comment about global warming was m...Hey, C-Sam,<br /><br />my comment about global warming was made in jest. Hence, the winky emoticon.Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09824830735107245897noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4616670671912107473.post-20365585105421337082011-01-28T13:59:51.609-05:002011-01-28T13:59:51.609-05:001) I understand what you mean: being angry at the ...1) I understand what you mean: being angry at the fact that it occurred to you to confront the man and his perverted ways afterwards, but only being able to respond with quiet anxiety while it’s happening. It’s that kind of situation (amongst other much more dire ones) that move strong feminists to struggle and fight for empowerment. It was a learning experience. Sit with it, and think about how to respond the next time you are in a situation that is uncomfortable and fearful.<br /><br />But wasn’t there a camera in the elevator? Perhaps you can still do something about it.<br /><br />2) Art usually has to be going somewhere if it wants to keep people’s interest or have any sort of relevance (objectively). Beauty can be the point of a dance, but the authors have to explain this (in some way) or at least hint at it in the context of the dance. And beauty is a generic and overwrought subject; the authors have to be saying something about beauty. Looking at something and saying “oh, this is pretty” is an entertainment that can last for, at the most, half of a minute, before one begins to question what the point of all this is.<br /><br />3) The answers to your revisionist questions about your poem are things only you can really come up with, since it’s only you who would actually know what the poem is ultimately supposed to be. But it sounds like the kind of situation that requires someone to sit down with you and discuss in person if you really desired others’ input.<br /><br />4) No, this winter does not negate Global Warming in the least. One season’s weather does not negate a common-sense theory that concerns itself with years worth of damage to the ecology and the state of the atmosphere in its present <b><i>and future</i></b> manifestations after that damage. But if it helps any, the kids may play, but they aren’t earning the money the working adults are.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4616670671912107473.post-39584611957963182172011-01-27T23:01:14.799-05:002011-01-27T23:01:14.799-05:00Coupla things: Your encounter with the kiss-makin...Coupla things: Your encounter with the kiss-making man sounds profoundly disturbing. It's unbelievable that a random person gets to make you feel creepy. I get you, sister. Reminds me of the hollaback video, ""My plans are done for the night. I'm escorting you to the police station. Oh, yes. Oh, f*ck*ng yes." I'm so sorry you were alone, but then again, that's not the kind of thing that happens when you aren't alone. <br /><br />As for being asked to smile, your Aunt R(piano teacher) used to tell people she had an accident wherein her facial muscles were cut and so she couldn't smile. Kind of a long explanation to give when you just want to be invisible or bolt, but...<br /><br />Anyhoo, kudos on Gruyere and GIRLBOY. I really think it sounds kewl. <br /><br />And congratulations on all the snow. As you probably know, this completely negates the global warming theory. ;)Rebeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09824830735107245897noreply@blogger.com