Daughters of the Revolution (2011)
“ … we see the rare virtue of a strong individual vitality, and the rare virtue of thick walls, and the rare virtue of interior spaciousness. Oh, man! admire and model thyself after the whale! Do thou, too, remain warm among ice. Do thou, too, live in this world without being of it.
—HERMAN MELVILLE, Moby-Dick The story could begin anywhere, anytime, say the end of the 1970s, say Northampton, Massachusetts, with desire or violence. My new housemates and I made dinner for a couple of boys. We sai...d things like “Do you think gender matters? Gender doesn’t matter. What matters is if you like the person.” And “Even liking the person doesn’t matter. What matters is the human connection.”
“Matters to what? What matters?” we asked.
“That’s just it,” Karim said.
We took off our clothes, a gesture that Karim, an interdisciplinary studies major and slightly older than the rest of us, called “consensual sensuality.” We spent the night on the couches in the living room, engaged in delicate and subtle politics, and in the morning were casual and cruel over coffee.MoreLess
—HERMAN MELVILLE, Moby-Dick The story could begin anywhere, anytime, say the end of the 1970s, say Northampton, Massachusetts, with desire or violence. My new housemates and I made dinner for a couple of boys. We sai...d things like “Do you think gender matters? Gender doesn’t matter. What matters is if you like the person.” And “Even liking the person doesn’t matter. What matters is the human connection.”
“Matters to what? What matters?” we asked.
“That’s just it,” Karim said.
We took off our clothes, a gesture that Karim, an interdisciplinary studies major and slightly older than the rest of us, called “consensual sensuality.” We spent the night on the couches in the living room, engaged in delicate and subtle politics, and in the morning were casual and cruel over coffee.MoreLess
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