This is a very short “what’s going on” kind of post, because there’s been a a week-long radio silence on this here blog, and the longer it goes on, the harder it is to get back on the saddle.
First, you need to go read this post by Lori Green.
Second, I hope if you are a straight cis man and a) none of what follows applies to you, you will not take it personally; or b) some of what follows touches a nerve, that you sit with the discomfort for a bit and examine why that is.
CW: mention of suicide both there and in this post; mention of miscarriage here; rape; depression.
“You are poor? You can’t afford meat, fruit, veggies, eggs? You are struggling to pay rent and utilities? That’s okay! We have an affordable alternative for you: eat our processed corn syrup and filler shit instead–for all your meals! That’ll do it. Meanwhile, we have raised prices 28% over the course of the pandemic, and are now making our shareholders billions more per annum than just a couple of years ago.” –Gary Pilnick (Kellanova’s CEO), literally, February 21 2024.
“A review is at its heart the expression of the reviewer’s opinion–in this case, my opinion. Regardless of how the book in question ended up in my hands, I will not insult your intelligence by assuming that you will blindly buy any book I like, or that you’ll avoid reading any book I don’t like. Instead, I’ll give you credit for making up your own mind, and buying and/or reading whatever you think you’ll enjoy.”
Please be aware that some of the books I review, talk about, or plain mention in passing, in this blog, have been given to me by the author, or someone else on behalf of the author, with the express purpose that I review them. (Those reviews are tagged ARC or review copy.)
Her Hands, My Hands 