A colleague wrote this. And it went viral. I’m very proud. Please click and help it get even more viral.


2 thoughts on “Proud”

  1. Okay, I read this article and looked up several of her “poems” that don’t rhyme (like her poem “Nashville” in the October 9, 2017 issue of “The New Yorker”), and was able to identify immediately with a number of the Nashville landmarks that she references. I remember those locations well as a child back in 1950’s Tennessee, when my family would visit the big city 40 miles northwest of my rural home town once a year to complete our Christmas shopping.

    What I can’t Identify with is the author’s overwhelming self-pity and desperate need to blame other people of a different color for her plight, when according to her own words she’s actually on the way up and is slowly succeeding in her goals, if she can just overcome her ridiculously overwrought angst and paranoia. (Come on, how can she can still write with a straight face in 2019 Tennessee that “I clench up and freeze every time I see a cop car driving behind me”?

    She isn’t the only upwardly mobile striver from a relatively poor family who’s making it despite the odds and the people betting against her, and she’ll ultimately succeed only if her faith is in her own abilities is stronger than her fear of the people around her that she considers haters.

    The best part of that article is the excellent illustration by the graphic artist Agata Nowicka.


    1. Writing is like any other business. You peddle what sells. This clearly sells given that it went viral. Of course it’s a load of crap with its “tears of white women”, overwrought ranting, and infantile consumerism. But this is what the public wants. Knowing how to manipulate idiot readers is a highly marketable skill.


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