Opinion: What calls to boycott ‘The Woman King’ are really saying about how a woman should be
If there are two things in the world that are more powerful than money, it is your opinion and your body. What I’m going to do on this blog is a little experiment.
At 7:30 p.m. Thursday, when my sister-in-law showed up to help me unpack my suitcases and get settled in at the hotel after the New Orleans JazzFest, I realized that it had been over five months since I’d dressed down.
She was standing in the doorway, waiting patiently. Her long, dark curly hair was pulled back from her face, her eyes were swollen from crying, and her mascara was as thick as the rest of her makeup.
“What did I tell you about wearing too much makeup? You’ll never live it down,” I said sheepishly. She started crying again.
“I really don’t understand why you guys can’t be friends. I told you it was over. It’s not going to happen,” she said, tears still pouring down her face. “I’m sorry. I really didn’t want to see you go this way. But I can’t believe you broke up with him. You’re like sisters,” she finally said, her eyes welling up again.
“You don’t get a choice in the matter,” I said. “It’s always your choice and it’s always going to hurt. I know it will. I’m sorry.”
She was upset. I could tell. She wasn’t the type to make a snarky comment. I knew she was trying to be nice, trying to keep it together, but I didn’t quite understand it. It was like she wanted to be really pissed about it but couldn’t. I didn’t get it.
At 7:30 p.m. Thursday, when my sister-in-law showed up to help me unpack my suitcases and get settled in at the