Shout-out to anyone else who sometimes needs A Moment to process how profoundly immature the world is.
Sometimes, when writing explainers, I feel an overwhelming sense of futility.
Last week, realizing my agent didn't even grok the anti-propaganda themes in my war trilogy made me acutely aware that markets aren't primed to want work reevaluating our history and cultural givens.
We want stories that sing in-group safety and self-righteousness back to us.
O we small and fragile creatures, eh?
Clearly our mistake as writers is not *getting* power before talking about its corrupting effects. /s
@MLClark I should add, with regard to VIDA--a copy that isn't so rife with proofreading errors that it's frustrating to read.
Haven't looked for Marilyn French's THE WOMEN'S ROOM yet, but I still have that in mass market paper. Should have held onto VIDA as well.
@MLClark I think the VIDA errors are due to crappy scanning from a print copy, unfortunately. I doubt I'll be able to find a print version these days...
@MLClark yeppers.
There's a Marge Piercy book, VIDA, that is about a '70s activist struggling to stay underground.
It's hell trying to find a copy these days.
Or the Country Joe McDonald song "La-Di-Dah" that skewers trust fundie activists. You can't find the song or the lyrics easily online.
"You're so la-di-dah groovy that you make me sick
with your la-di-dah rignt-on politics
Wanna give your soul to the working class
but all you really give 'em is a piece of your yah-yah-yas..."