Tag Archives: feminism
Powerless over T-Shirts
I admitted I was powerless over T-shirts a long time ago but that hasn’t stopped the inexorable growth of my collection. I don’t know how many T-shirts I have. My T-shirts don’t want to be counted. Maybe they’re afraid that … Continue reading
Mayday & Mary
I. May 5, 1971 Just over a month shy of my 20th birthday, I got busted on the Capitol steps along with about 1,200 other people. It was the third day of the Mayday demonstrations against the war in Indochina, … Continue reading
Guns, No Glory
No significant updates have been reported on last Friday’s shooting in my town. As far as I know, Cynthia Bloomquist is still in the hospital. It now appears that Kenneth Bloomquist broke into the house carrying both a rifle and … Continue reading
Shooting in My Town
Trav and I were practicing a bit on the tennis court this morning when an EMT sped down Old County Road, lights flashing, siren wailing. A few moments later a West Tisbury police cruiser followed, then another emergency vehicle. An … Continue reading
The Privilege of Pique
This is by way of a sequel to “Compromise,” in which I listed a bunch of things I don’t like about WUMB-FM, the public radio station I listen to when I’m listening to the radio, and then explained why I … Continue reading
Death of an Indy Bookstore
Earlier this week I learned that Edgartown Books was closing for good at the end of February. I’m sorry, yes, not least because Edgartown Books took enough interest in my novel, The Mud of the Place, to keep it in … Continue reading
First-Person Plural
When I moved to Martha’s Vineyard in 1985, I’d been immersed for eight years in the feminist women-in-print movement and the local (mostly) lesbian women’s community. Before that I’d been a student activist and an organizer against the Vietnam War. … Continue reading
From the Seasonally Occupied Territories . . . 