In times of old, The Furies protected Mother Right. If a mother (or any woman) was harmed, The Furies swooped down and took their vengeance. They were one of the last vestiges of a world that existed before the patriarchy. When we feel righteous anger, it is The Furies who are calling out to us to make what is wrong right again.

Thursday, July 05, 2007

Boom Chicka Boom 

So many of my women friends, my age and abouts, keep talking about how fat they are. One of my best friends keeps saying she's fat. The other day she took off her shirt when it was really hot; beneath it she had a tank top. She apologized. She looked beautiful. I told her so. Regular readers know that just a few years ago I weighed about 90 lbs. It was frightening. I don't weigh that any more. I weigh much more. And I worked at it. I ate a lot of bananas. And now I wiggle and jiggle a bit when I walk.

So this is what I said to my beautiful friend and I say it to any of you who need to hear it. I told her, "When I walk now and I feel myself jigglin' and wigglin', I sing to myself 'Boom chicka boom chicka boom boom boom.'" And I dance with my new walk and walk with my new dance: Boom chicka boom chicka boom boom boom.

Swing those hips, babies, and whatever else youse gots.

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