BIG, BAD MOUTH

In Assholes *A Theory, Aaron James states, “The asshole is not just another annoying person but a deeply bothersome person—bothersome enough to trigger feelings of powerlessness, fear, or rage. To make matters worse, we may be unable to understand why exactly someone should be so disturbing” (3). There are so many assholes out in clear view today, that I feel the need and rage to call those who cross my path out. A call out that has bite, as my bark is often dismissed because, you know, I got a big, bad mouth. James goes on to define the theory of assholes as having three main parts:

(1)  allows himself to enjoy special advantages and does so systematically;

(2) does this out of an entrenched sense of entitlement; and

(3) is immunized by his sense of entitlement against the complaints of other people.

(5).

Sound familiar? This is the book and bullshit part of the blog, obvs.

Here is some beauty (and recommendations for summer reading):

”Sometimes, I say, just trust your heart/and if it’s right, a sign may come./As I say this, hand on the pole,/I see the gliding brown and white/of outspread wings as the osprey/swoops from across the lake.” Joseph Bruchac, No Borders, “On Lenape Land”

”Everything added to her and everything taken away had led to that moment and from her perch, she had radiated love for every animal she could not help, with nothing left over for any human being. Not even in the parts of her that were human.”  Jeff Vandermeer, The Strange Bird A Borne Story

Between Grammars by Danielle Vogel, in addition to being gorgeously printed (see pic), is gorgeously written, for example:

The first line of “VOLUME: PAGE”:

“Flesh had an alphabet. To Keep them.”

Beauty is fleeting. The power of beauty is not knowing how long one will notice, feel, be emerged in the beauty. I am not speaking simply or just of physical beauty, although it is on my mind, having a teenage daughter. Some days, the narrowness of beauty threatens to cut off my airway. The beauty of a young, curious mind; the beauty of discovering purpose or place; the beauty of the future. How can these girl-women find their own personal beauty amidst daily onslaughts of social media continually showing them they are not worthy? How do I protect my daughter’s big, bad mouth from ignorant attacks as she lights her path in this world, so desperately in need of a paradigm shift? No matter how much progressive, open-minded folks talk about “voice,” they do not want to actually hear “voice” when it is directed at them. Refer back to the assholes part.

We will never be without assholes, and we will never be without beauty. And we can call bullshit whenever we want.

In love & fight,

Dawn