It all started with an eight-year-old kid. I was a eighteen-year-old camp counselor at an outdoor center and he was one of my campers. Let’s call him Evan.
Evan had been diagnosed with bipolar disorder, something my co-counselor and I knew because one of us took him to the infirmary for his medication every morning. Evan was very aware of his own diagnosis. He used to say, “if I don’t get my meds, I’m gonna go crazy!” (more…)
Everybody’s talking about Wonder Woman these days. And my gosh, am I glad for it. ‘Bout time we got caught up in the awesomeness of a female superhero.
But when I finally went to see it this week, I was still a bit trepidatious. I mean, would it really live up to the hype? Or would it come across as a story filtered through a male fantasy?
Thankfully, it was the former. And hello, shout out to a woman director as well. (More, please.)
It had humor and heart and some awesome fighting. And it made me look at Wonder Woman herself in a new light. Granted, I didn’t know much about the comic book superhero to start with. I haven’t seen the older movie or even Batman vs. Superman. I only knew she wore a ridiculous outfit, which was, fortunately, toned down in this version, becoming more like functional armor and less like a swimsuit. (Glory, hallelujah.) (more…)
Dear Baby Boomers,
You have some strong opinions about Millennials, don’t you? It feels like we can’t turn around without seeing another article about how we’re lazy, a comment about how we’re too sensitive, a snarky meme about how we all need trophies.
You make fun of us for those participation trophies we got as kids, but we didn’t exactly buy them for ourselves when we were five. Naw. Ya’ll bought them, Baby Boomer parents. Not us. (more…)