Yes, my consuming desire is to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, barroom regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all this is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always supposedly in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yes, God, I want to talk to everybody as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…
–Sylvia Plath
Blogging from the brig. . .
I could go the rest of my life without hearing the name “Sylvia Plath” again. Or the ad nauseum beatification of her soap opera life & suicide by Smith College Lilith feminatics.
I find this amazing because when I say hello to a female and she answers back I am shocked. What do I say now?
Dunno, CP – lotta variables in question. Is she wearing a badge? Have a moustache? Large Adam’s apple? Officer insignia? Wearing a “Hello Kitty” Tee? More info, Buddy.
Yeah…we all need to hear about a self-absorbed and depressing woman who finally succeeded at doing herself in….and more of the same….k
Struan: Haha, I knew it would be annoying.
CP: Ask how she is?
Kris: Heheh. . .
“to walk freely at night…”
Regardless of your attitude to Sylvia this last line is the important bit.
And NO – even in a stolid little city in Australia I can not walk Freely at night. I must be aware, alert and ever cautious.
Pax
Sad. It makes me sad this is so. Everyone should be able to walk around regardless of gender.
Might have something to do with Aussies giving up their guns.