Oh, I just love The Velveteen Rabbit! Always makes me cry! I went to the openlibrary and read The Skin Horse today, since the article mentions it and I had never read it. It's really quite nice, too!
True. I agree, his writing about women is revolting. But this piece celebrates two women, mother and daughter (both of them now almost forgotten, outside art circles I guess?), talks about their lives and achievements in warm and appreciative terms, and doesn't inject one iota of misogyny or transnonsense, so far as I can see. If we reject everything everyone who's ever been a shit has written, we really won't be left with very much. If I had posted this without the author, would you have known?
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Ack, it's by Andrea Long Chu!
omg, no!
On a personal note, and perhaps revealingly - that story always made me cry when I was little.
As an adult, I read it to my daughter, when she was young - and she looked at me and said: are you crying. (Alas, even then)
Oh, I just love The Velveteen Rabbit! Always makes me cry! I went to the openlibrary and read The Skin Horse today, since the article mentions it and I had never read it. It's really quite nice, too!
I know. But it's a good piece. He's a schmuck and a half about most things, but credit where it's due.
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Please no. He’s SO misogynistic, he thinks women are just objects to be fucked.
True. I agree, his writing about women is revolting. But this piece celebrates two women, mother and daughter (both of them now almost forgotten, outside art circles I guess?), talks about their lives and achievements in warm and appreciative terms, and doesn't inject one iota of misogyny or transnonsense, so far as I can see. If we reject everything everyone who's ever been a shit has written, we really won't be left with very much. If I had posted this without the author, would you have known?