Earlier this year I saw Book Riot's list "22 of the Best Graphic Novels of All Time." I added all the ones I didn't already have on my reading list to my "Want To Read" list. This historical fiction graphic novel sounded particularly interesting. It is about two sisters growing up on New York's Lower East Side in the early twentieth century. The title is Yiddish for "Underthings." We start in 1909 when Esther and Fanya are six. We progress to 1912, then there is a flashback to 1895 to learn how their father came to America. The story of the sisters continues in 1917 through 1923. Fanya finds education and work with an obstetrician, Bronia, who provides illegal, but desperately needed abortions for the poor immigrant population. Esther finds a different type of education and work with Miss Lucille, a madam of a brothel/burlesque house. The parents of Fanya and Esther, from the old world, have perhaps less influence on their lives than these two women. The book deals with many adult themes. The later portion of the story sees Esther taking a slightly larger role as she becomes a jazz age Broadway star. The ending is tragic and ironic, so the author leaves us with a short flashback to a funny, carefree episode when the girls were young.
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Monday, March 13, 2017
Why I Am Not a Feminist: a Feminist Manifesto / Jessa Crispin, 151 pp.
A highly readable critique of contemporary feminism, which, for Crispin, has become fully intertwined with capitalism and a me-centered self-actualization movement. (While reading I kept thinking of the full-page ad in the NYT on March 8 which consisted of a squishy aspirational pro-woman poem, with a Lululemon logo at the bottom. Hooray! Women are great! And buy our yoga pants.)
I enjoyed Ms. Crispin's direct style. The reviews practically caution the reader that Crispin is wildly combative; I don't think the writing bears this out, maybe because I am older and grumpier than she is. She warns against the Twitter-fueled emphasis on individual acts of misogyny rather than on attacking root exploitation and violence; her example is an important male academic whose errant comment (which may or may not have been taken out of context) cost him his career. She is at pains to say that her concern is not with an individual man's fate but that such rage and quick 'satisfaction' consume a lot of energy and accomplish little except to make everyone afraid.
Great food for thought. I look forward to reading more.
I enjoyed Ms. Crispin's direct style. The reviews practically caution the reader that Crispin is wildly combative; I don't think the writing bears this out, maybe because I am older and grumpier than she is. She warns against the Twitter-fueled emphasis on individual acts of misogyny rather than on attacking root exploitation and violence; her example is an important male academic whose errant comment (which may or may not have been taken out of context) cost him his career. She is at pains to say that her concern is not with an individual man's fate but that such rage and quick 'satisfaction' consume a lot of energy and accomplish little except to make everyone afraid.
Great food for thought. I look forward to reading more.
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