Years ago, one of my students took me completely aback when she claimed, “People don’t change until it’s too painful not to.” I thought about that for a long time. Is it true? Are we really so reluctant to disturb the status quo, even if it’s unhappy? Are we ever capable of something more? Without [...]
Archive for the ‘Desire’ category
What did perversity look like?
This weekend it snowed and I decided to stay inside and cook and watch old movies on Netflix. It’s become difficult for me to watch anything made since the late 60′s or so; I’m going through a grumpy old lady phase. What strikes me is how incredibly perverted the films of the 50′s and early [...]
Wish fulfillment
You may remember this. So, now you can rejoice in this. Happy 2012. Love, Stella xxx
The most wonderful night of the year
When the world is a mess, you can fight or shop. Deep inside the Beltway, a gaggle of women went into a shopping frenzy for beauty products last night. They jack us up on cheap champagne and make us feel that beauty and happiness are just one swipe of a credit card away. And I [...]
I want to get old
Reading this excellent, somewhat-Shandean meditation on the glories of post-menopausal life by Roseanne Barr got me all jealous. Maybe it’s the fact that I’ve been spending a lot of my time around post-menopausal women lately, but I’m going through a phase in which I simply can’t wait to be in my mid-50′s. I think that’s [...]
Pretty Saro
Sometimes a song is more than a song. Sometimes you hear a song for the first time when your heart is breaking. When you are left and lost and sure no one has ever felt this alone. Then you hear this song and it is everything you feel sung exactly how you feel it. It is [...]
Vroom, vroom
I’m thinking about getting a new car. At the moment, I’m torn between getting something sensible like this: … or getting something fun like this: Of course, I also have mixed memories of the agonies and eventual parting of ways with this: So… what’s a girl to do?
I believe that children are our future. This is not a good thing.
I had to watch in 1-minute intervals and I missed a lot of it because the part of my brain that processes language would periodically blow a fuse out of some self-preservation instinct and I would stop understanding the words. If you can watch the whole thing at a stretch without dying of vicarious embarrassment, [...]
It Came from the Dollar Bin
As many of you know, I have a bit of a “thing” for records. They seem to follow me around and jump in my way, pleading for me to buy them and bring them home to hang out with the other thousands that Jen and I have accumulated over the years. It’s very hard for [...]
What is it you want?
After the ball was over, after the break of morn, after the dancers’ leaving, after the stars were gone…it was about forty eight hours before I read my first piece of Internet verbiage about how the goal of marriage is an assimilationist one and how saddened the writer was to have her queerness coöpted. And [...]
