the purest moment in UNHhhh history.
Fran Drescher in The Nanny S01E01 (1993)
What we know about Jolene: beauty beyond compare, flaming locks of auburn hair, ivory skin, eyes of emerald green, smile like a breath of spring, voice soft like summer rain
What we know about ‘my man’: talks in his sleep
Guess I’m back to spreading my homosexual Jolene propaganda
the fact that there hasn’t yet been a lesbian adaptation of pride and prejudice is peak homophobia
“As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country.”
—Virginia Woolf, Three Guineas
“I was made for another planet altogether.”
—Simone de Beauvoir, The Woman Destroyed
“(I-woman, escapee)”
—Hélène Cixous, The Laugh of the Medusa
yearning,
longing,
craving…
July 27, 1914: Kafka struggles to eat a peach
Ate rice à la Trautmannsdorf and a peach. A man drinking wine watched my attempts to cut the unripe little peach with my knife. I couldn’t. Stricken with shame under the old man’s eyes, I let the peach go completely and ten times leafed through Die Fliegenden Blätter. I waited to see if he wouldn’t at last turn away. Finally I collected all my strength and in defiance of him bit into the completely juiceless and expensive peach.
It’s been 104 years since Kafka ate this terrible peach
I don’t know the context for this, but it isn’t necessary. A more truthful ad has never been printed.