Yeah, it's one of those sorry-for-not-blogging posts that I personally hate to read on anyone else's blog, so why'm I doing one here? I don't know! It is a mystery.
Also apologies to all email correspondents; I have been added to some feminist mail loops (good) but this has taken my email situation from head-just-barely-above-water to head-six-feet-under (bad, blub-blub-blub). Send oxygen tanks to ilyka period damen at-symbol gmail period com.
How is everyone?
UPDATE: Wait, I can't let this go:
Little Light wrote a beautiful post some time ago; when I first read it, via link from here, the comments were appropriately supportive and complimentary.
I learn now they didn't stay that way.
All I can really offer here is a weary request that some radical feminists please quit sounding exactly like Bruce McCulloch in this Kids in the Hall sketch:
OMG, Little Light! You totally stole that post off Robin Morgan's workout tape! You're such a copycat!
Please, Heart and Company: This is crap. If your first response to reading Little Light's post is to cry plagiarism, you are (1) confused about what plagiarism is (see this comment, particularly, for exactly why you are wrong), and (2) missing the point so badly you might as well be searching for it from a whole 'nother dimension.
If we could just try behaving like step class school professionals, and not like common skanks, that would be great.