I Believe In Irony. And If V-day

Each Time I Had Five Hours Of The Poison Going Into Me, I Just Pictured Everything That Needed To Be Burned Away. I Pictured Wars, I Pictured The Things My Father Had Done To Me, I Pictured Brutality, And When It Was Over, I Am Light.

Since Cancer, I Feel Like I Have Dreams Rather Than Ambitions, Visions Rather Than Plans.

It Really Occurred To Me At A Certain Point: Women Have Not Been Embodied. Feminism Has Not Been Embodied. It Hasn't Gotten Into Us In A Way Where It Is So Undeniable That There Is Nothing To Prove. Do You Know What I Mean? That We Are So In Our Feminist Skin, So To Speak, That We Are That World Now.

It Seems To Me That We Spend An Inordinate Amount Of Time And Attention On Fixing Ourselves When We Could Really Be Directing That Out To Serving Others.

I Think We Have To Get Bolder. Why After Fukushima Didn't We All Go Out And Shut Down All The Nuclear Power Plants And Stay There Until It Happened?