I’m not a fan of everything Hollywood pumps out but homegirl Merly Streep almost had me in tears with her Golden Globes acceptance speech.
I just loved the way she shimmed up to the mike in a totally unassuming manner and then WHAM… unleashed a can of whoopass on the President Elect. She’s not the first (and I’m pretty sure she won’t be the last) but this vixen went to town on the strange liberty that prevails much of the political dialogue coming out of the West; a liberty that seems to value power over freedom and destruction over peace.
I’ve heard a few grumblings from male contemporaries about 2017 being the year of the woman. Not that these men were complaining about women gaining ground in the fight for equality, but they were feeling a little left out. So in the spirit of equity, fairness and all the other synonyms that denote impartiality, here is a little something for the men folk – strictly no girls allowed.
Around two months ago a reader set me a challenge to explore what it means to wear your heart on your sleeve in this postmodern era. To be honest I wasn’t totally sure where to begin with tackling this topic but I’m not one to back down from a challenge, so I started to ask a few questions.