Author: ljndawson

  • Our Horror Is Their Oxygen

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    I went down the hole, this past week. Even before the election – I just became useless. Showed up and did my work. But otherwise, spent my time on…I can’t remember. TV is a good escape. I know that I devoured shows and documentaries. An “anywhere but here” moment. My brain, in an act of…

  • Dr. Evil

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    I knew it before it happened. Once the Trump campaign announced a rally at Madison Square Garden, my mind immediately went back to the 1939 Nazi rally, which Trump’s father attended. Ironically (or maybe not!) there were more cops at the Timothée Chalamet lookalike contest in Washington Square Park. (Won, by the way, by a…

  • Women Are Not Scaffolding for the Male Ego

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    Your loneliness is not my problem The Discourse(TM) has been full of male loneliness. Young male loneliness, to be precise. If we’re defining “young” as the advertising demographic of ages 18-34, which is an advertiser’s Precious Precious, the concern seems to be that without corrective action, these lonely young men will be susceptible to Tate-ism…

  • An Inconvenient Woman

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    They want her dead When Princess Diana died, newspapers/the media made a LOT of money. Diana made the media a ton of money in life – I’m American, and in high school I worked at the public library; I sought out the endless magazines and newspapers from our collection to read about her. I watched…

  • Busted

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    I’m in a crunch at work. Basically, working 10-12 hours a day to meet various deadlines that under normal circumstances would be unrealistic, but we’re a startup with something to prove, and I’m massively invested – both in financial and emotional terms. I slipped right back into this rhythm upon coming home after Mom’s funerals.…

  • The Horses' Heads Were toward Eternity

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    https://poets.org/poem/because-i-could-not-stop-death-479 I’m diving into fall with a vengeance. Ghost and witch movies and TV shows, roasts and veggies in the oven. Doing a lamb shoulder tonight. And prepping a past’alla norma for the week. It was 82 degrees outside today, and it’ll be 78 tomorrow. It’s only September 14th. I know something’s up. Mom died…

  • Men Don't Care

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    I’ve been thinking a lot about this Giselle Pelicot case in France – the woman who discovered, after thinking she had Alzheimer’s and other unexplained ailments, that her husband had been drugging her every night and inviting 70-some men to come and rape her over 11 years. The men who refused to participate…also refused to…