The reduced number of museum visitors competing for prime viewing space is just one bonus of being a tourist under pandemic constraints. Another is being able to feel awe and intense appreciation for art, while the world outside collectively holds their breath until a vaccine is found.
We are mature enough, thoughtful enough, and ‘woke’ enough to be able to make out own choices. As is said in one of my favourite quotes: “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it”.
Where initially I thought Cuties was a promotion of paedophilia by Netflix (as had been the title of many scathing Facebook posts), I understood that ‘Cuties’ centres around themes of religious dogma, conflicting ideals of radical femininity, cultural displacement and the policing of girl’s sexuality.
I started the hike up the vegan mountain of information, opinions and controversies in an attempt to come to terms with my guilt at enjoying fast-foods while claiming to be an animal-lover.
While I recognise the benefits of having proactive social movements that revolutionise corporate advertising campaigns, our responses to organisational support for the Black Lives Matter (BLM) movement is changing from ‘you go, Nike!’ to ‘go away, Nike…”
What’s gotten me so riled up? What anger drove me straight to my laptop, where I sit hitting the keyboard as if each word I write can somehow strip the guy-in-focus of his enormously disproportionate ego?
On the topic of writing – I have always fancied myself gifted with the English language: a sort of silver-tongued writer.