With everyone in the writer-ly world (it seems) engrossed in NaNoWriMo I thought I’d post something that has NOTHING at all to do with it (Except for that link just above!)
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Lesbians are waiting for… something new
It galvanised us. It created a revolution in what we viewed, and how we viewed our culture… Whatever we may have thought of the show itself, it gave us a voice that was ALL ours.
When Katharine V. Forest wrote Daughters of a Coral Dawn way back in 1984 it caused a similar sensation for another generation. Lets go even further back to Ann Bannon who wrote the Beebo Brinker series in the 1960s. We had a voice that was ALL ours. Images that were all about US.
In the media we settle for a few characters across a myriad of television programs, ‘reality’ or scripted.
Every decade or so there’s a movie all about lesbians who’re not homicidal maniacs, soft porn bimbos, or ‘bi-sexual’ and just waiting for the right bloke, and that might have the possibility of a happy ending. I’m thinking ‘Desert Hearts‘ here.
We read books that have a lesbian character as the hero’s sidekick, or sister, or boss…
… and we buy that book just to read that 10% of the whole novel that validates us.
We have no choice. That’s almost all there is available in the various forms of mainstream media…
But when we have a choice,
A choice of quality over trash,
A smorgasbord over a famine.
We choose with out hearts and our dollars, our pesos, our yen, pounds, deutschmarks.
We text and tweet about it, we email and blog about it, and we ‘friend’ it.
It becomes the topic of conversation around our dinner tables, bedrooms and bathrooms, at our bars, our gyms, our animal exercise parks and our sports fields.
No-one networks like lesbians and gays. We make sure that everyone we know, even our parents, know about it.
It’s time for another icon to rise up and sweep away the longing.
A dachshund gets lost and wandering about, she notices a leopard heading rapidly in her direction, with obvious intention of having lunch.
The dachshund thinks, “OK. I’m in deep trouble now.” Then she notices some bones on the ground close by, and immediately settles down to chew on the bones with her back to the approaching cat.
Just as the leopard is about to leap, the dachshund exclaims loudly, “Boy, that was one delicious leopard. I wonder if there are any more around here.”
Hearing this, the leopard halts his attack in mid-stride as a look of terror overcomes him, and slinks away into the trees.
“Whew.” Says the leopard. “That was close. That dachshund nearly had me.”
Meanwhile, a monkey who had been watching the whole scene from a nearby tree figures he can put this knowledge to good use and trade it for protection from the leopard. So, off he goes after the leopard.
But the dachshund saw him heading after the leopard with great speed, and figured that something was up.
The monkey soon catches up with the leopard and strikes a deal for himself with the leopard.
The leopard is furious at being made a fool of and says, “Here monkey, hop on my back and see what’s going to happen to that conniving canine.
The dachshund sees the leopard coming with the monkey on his back.
“What am I going to do now?” She says. But instead of running, the dog sits down with her back to her attackers, pretending she hasn’t seen them yet. And just when they get close enough to hear, she says, “Where’s that damn monkey? I sent him off half an hour ago to bring me another leopard!”
Remember: If you can’t dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit!
– Another one of those anonymous email forwards