Publishing Fail

~ Clarissa

Dear Argentinean publishers:

you are idiots. See below:

karamazof

 

The person whose face you put on the cover of Dostoevsky’s novel is not Dostoevsky. Neither is he one of the Karamazov brothers. This is the great (probably the greatest) Ukrainian writer Taras Schevchenko. Schevchenko was born to slavery and it took a group of dedicated writers a long time to buy the freedom of this poetic genius.

Confusing Dostoevsky and Schevchenko is like thinking that Borges and Neruda are the same guy. Hurts, eh? So now you know how I feel when I see this book cover.

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15 thoughts on “Publishing Fail”

    1. This is yet another example of how terrifying many people find the need to say “my parents did this to me” and instead silence this painful truth with pseudo-scientific or pseudo-feminist blabbing.

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      1. It’s like …we can exert so much energy to stop an antiquated system from labeling us hysterical and then these pseudo-feminist apes just walk us back into the same lobster trap. They say, “It’s not called hysteria. let’s call it anxiety disorder.”

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          2. And then this crap about the security and safety of being finally diagnosed:

            “Ironically, despite the condition’s seeming ubiquity, experts Glamour spoke to agree that anxiety is actually underdiagnosed among women. “The average length of time between the onset of symptoms—the time a woman starts feeling bad—and when she gets actual diagnosis is between nine and 12 years,” says Robert Leahy, Ph.D., a clinical professor of psychology and psychiatry at Weill Cornell Medical College in New York. “And of those who are diagnosed, only a very small percentage get adequate help.” Part of the problem, say doctors, is that a woman with anxiety may fail to seek help quickly, even if she’s seriously on edge. “To her, that is normal,” says Richard A. Friedman, M.D., a professor of clinical psychiatry at Weill Cornell Medical College. “If you’re a healthy woman and you come down with the flu, you know you’re sick. You know what it’s like to feel good, and you know you feel worse now. But if you have this sickness that’s been hanging on since you were five, that’s your baseline. You believe it’s normal, and that everyone else must feel this way too.” It took Bassey Ikpi, 34, a writer and performer in Washington, D.C., nine years of panic attacks and stress headaches before she finally realized that what she had was a real medical condition. “Anxiety is a very real and serious—yet treatable—disorder. I didn’t know that until I took a college-prep psych class,” she says. “All of a sudden I was like, This is me. This is what I have.” ”
            http://www.glamour.com/health-fitness/2010/08/anxiety-the-new-young-womens-health-crisis

            I would have thought that getting to the bottom of the problem and thus avoiding ending up in the system would be the sign of success.

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            1. This diagnosis is what people have instead of a personality. Cultivating am individuality is strenuous while sporting a label is easy. Sickness is their only badge of honor.

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              1. it seems so. I have a badge of honor that is a broken finger of five weeks.

                But seriously, being “in the system” as a crazy person is not what anyone should want.

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        1. “Young cites a classic cartoon example where a woman tries on a pair of pants that no longer fit and she says, “I must be getting fat” while a man tries on his ill-fitting pants and states, “There must be something wrong with these pants.””

          – Yeah, if like a cartoon like mentions it then it must like totally be true. Ooooh, science rules!

          It is really scary to contemplate how many people rad this article and nodded in agreement. I often despair of the amount of idiocy one encounters everywhere.

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          1. I remember when I first began martial arts and started busting out of all my clothing. I would reach over to wind the window of the car open and split the seam in the back of my jackets. Lost a few that way. From then on I preferred stretch fabric.

            If women want to remain within traditional gender roles, despite having options not to, then a cartoon is as good as a monster in the night.

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