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“I am not tragically colored. There is no great sorrow dammed up in my soul, nor lurking behind my eyes. I do not mind at all. I do not belong to the sobbing school of Negrohood who hold that nature somehow has given them a lowdown dirty deal and whose feelings are all hurt about it. Even in the helter-skelter skirmish that is my life, I have seen that the world is to the strong regardless of a little pigmentation more or less. No, I do not weep at the world—I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.”
In memory of Zora Neale Hurston (January 7, 1891 – January 28, 1960)
Transformation and Transcendence: The Power of Female Friendship
Oh, but the times have changed; the world has changed. Has it? Is the old-fashioned story I was living in my early 20s so far-fetched in our “enlightened” world? Recently I overheard a man say at a yoga class, “Yeah, well, you get two women together and it’s like bitch central.” I could have told him he only needed one, in fact, and that would be me, but it also made me realize how much people diminish and poo-poo the real power and strength of female friendship, especially between women, which is either supposed to descend into some kind of male lesbian love scene porn fantasy or be dismissed as meaningless or be re-written as a story of competition. Here’s the truth: friendships between women are often the deepest and most profound love stories, but they are often discussed as if they are ancillary, “bonus” relationships to the truly important ones. Women’s friendships outlast jobs, parents, husbands, boyfriends, lovers, and sometimes children.
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If I had a nickel for every time I overheard some fella in the club telling the lady he was chatting up how his “slutty” ex-girlfriend “broke his heart”,
I would have all the nickels.
I’d still be appalled at the way some dudes behave with strangers in public.
But at least I’d be rich.
