It’s amazing what you find when you Google yourself.
https://lesfemmes-thetruth.blogspot.com/2017/03/lesbian-ali-polizzis-daddyphobia.html?m=1
This lady years ago basically lifted my entire first article (without linking it “for obvious reasons”) and proceeded to hurl insult after injury at me using nothing but my own words poorly paraphrased and her angry “Christian” worldview to justify the effort. This was a real issue at the time because it was just as Big Donny was bouldering onto the global scene. She even reposted my kids claiming she was on their “side” like some imaginary war had been declared. I had to plead behind the scenes explaining that even if she meant no harm, she couldn’t attest that none of her readers wouldn’t. In the end, she did agree to pull the kids out but to this day her vitriol over me and my entire life will remain even after we all close our eyes for the last time. Hate doesn’t die on the Internet.
A lot has happened since this ridiculousness ensued. Besides the toddler president and his archaic narrow minded nonsense, the progress I was elated to write about in our early family life is only now beginning to peek back over the horizon again. But there are changes. My students care nothing about gender or sexuality. My kids grew up to be fine young men. And while it’s true that looking back on what at the time felt serious and dangerous is now almost amusing - (she put this much time into me over a 3 second clip of a flirtation in Beauty and the Beast? And I, equally naive, thought defending that clip might help lift the world. SMH.) - it’s very sad that there is so little evidence of any thoughtful evolution.
But maybe that isn’t so.
We haven’t changed our positions but I do see merit in the possibility that her dichotomies exist in some universe and that there her efforts to smoke Satan out stem from some gentle seed of genuine love deep down in her heart. And I guess there I’m a real threat to her with my unapologetic needling of her friend’s homophobia. Most MAGAs seem to be realizing the way they were used and I’m honest-to-God so grateful that we’re all still here. Well, most of us anyway.
But the magazine I wrote that article for is near destroyed. Saboteurs manipulated their way in and destroyed all the subscriptions. Women no longer have autonomy and we’re all holding the global economy on a precarious wing and a prayer.
In the mean time, the stakes have never been so dumb-in-the-face obvious. All the ostrich-like distractions of the world I grew up marveling at are now exposed. We will either fix shit or die. It’s faith or fear now. If it isn’t sustainable, it ought to go.
Only forgiveness is sustainable.
Only the meek get to inherit the Earth because that’s the only way to make room. Only the minimalist will be able to carry their burden. And only the energized will be able to keep up enough momentum. There’s no more room or patience left for un-evolved control issues. Jesus rocks but these “followers” can’t hear him. They also can’t hear me when I hurl labels like “homophobia” at them. I wasn’t wrong. She was homophobic. They both were (and maybe still are) scared of something different. I know because I was too. I was scared of being different in this heterosexually dominant world. But I’ve come to love that difference, and that really is the difference.
I’m posting this today because I need to own that. It’s my name I googled. It was my share. It takes courage to open yourself for criticism, and I love that piece. Nothing ever written is loved and understood by all and if she couldn’t sense the sarcasm behind the use of my term “Daddyphobic” well then, ya can’t win them all. Except if you’re genuinely loving and laughing, I guess you can.
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