…t’s fair to suggest that the worst ones are so often the loudest that they drown everyone else out. And not all women are good but, can’t we just get one shot at the majority, just once? Let us try, see if we do better just once. We’ll give it back if we don’t, I swear. I get choked up sometimes, thinking about what that space might look or feel like, because I’m so sure we probably will never get a shot at trying.
There is a certain look that I’ve been sharing with other visiting foreign journalists this week and it is just that — a look, sometimes with the hands spread in a horrified half shrug, because sometimes there are just no words, even when there have to be, you know, because that’s how we make rent.