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I’d heard a snippet about Madeline Pollard on a podcast and Nisba Breckinridge was mentioned in the same breath. I wonder now if the host had read this book. Maybe Encyclopedia Womanica? I digress.
This is an excellent overview of the Pollard v. Breckinridge case from the 1890s. Over a hundred years before the #metoo movement was even a thought, one woman dared to have her name ruined to put her much older, much more powerful abuser on trial. She was a young Kentuckian of minimal importance and he was one of the most powerful politicians of his day. The case was a sensation at the time and I feel like it’s not talked about enough today, if at all.
I’d recommend this book if you’re interested in the sufferage movement or Gilded Age politics. It also has a dual function as a very kind if slim biography of Nisba Breckinridge, the accused’s daughter who was a remarkable woman in her own right.
This quote really stuck with me. This is recounting a conversation with the nun running the asylum where one of their out of wedlock children was taken.
Butterworth moved to the Norwood Foundling Asylum, asking if it was true that Sister Agnes had told her she was a bad woman. "She said to me 'Why on earth do you want to ruin that poor old man in his old age?'" Madeline said. "I asked her why should that poor old man have wanted to ruin me in my youth?" She said Sister Agnes pleaded with her to consider Breckinridge's daughters. "I said he did not consider me, and I was somebody's daughter, and that he did not consider the little daughter of his and mine whom he had compelled me to give away," she said, the words now coming in a torrent like some long-dammed stream had burst. "I said there was such a thing as justice, and it should be done. He should have his share and I should have my share, and I believed there was a principle involved as to whether a man had a right to do as he chooses without suffering the consequences, while the woman must be bowed down with her shame. I said I believed the time would come when there would be a change of feeling on that part, and I said the time was near and it must come."
This is an excellent overview of the Pollard v. Breckinridge case from the 1890s. Over a hundred years before the #metoo movement was even a thought, one woman dared to have her name ruined to put her much older, much more powerful abuser on trial. She was a young Kentuckian of minimal importance and he was one of the most powerful politicians of his day. The case was a sensation at the time and I feel like it’s not talked about enough today, if at all.
I’d recommend this book if you’re interested in the sufferage movement or Gilded Age politics. It also has a dual function as a very kind if slim biography of Nisba Breckinridge, the accused’s daughter who was a remarkable woman in her own right.
This quote really stuck with me. This is recounting a conversation with the nun running the asylum where one of their out of wedlock children was taken.
Butterworth moved to the Norwood Foundling Asylum, asking if it was true that Sister Agnes had told her she was a bad woman. "She said to me 'Why on earth do you want to ruin that poor old man in his old age?'" Madeline said. "I asked her why should that poor old man have wanted to ruin me in my youth?" She said Sister Agnes pleaded with her to consider Breckinridge's daughters. "I said he did not consider me, and I was somebody's daughter, and that he did not consider the little daughter of his and mine whom he had compelled me to give away," she said, the words now coming in a torrent like some long-dammed stream had burst. "I said there was such a thing as justice, and it should be done. He should have his share and I should have my share, and I believed there was a principle involved as to whether a man had a right to do as he chooses without suffering the consequences, while the woman must be bowed down with her shame. I said I believed the time would come when there would be a change of feeling on that part, and I said the time was near and it must come."
This is a really beautiful cookbook. I've bookmarked half of it and will probably buy it.
I've made one of the pasta dishes already, it was excellent.
I've made one of the pasta dishes already, it was excellent.
The Anxious Generation: How The Great Rewiring of Childhood is Causing an Epidemic of Mental Illness
Smart phones are to blame for the rise in anxiety in today's youth. They're more to blame than desktop computers or flip phones because of how addicting web 2.0 and social media are. Social media has had a more profound affect on girls than boys because of how girls internalize content. Teenagers are choosing to be more reclusive and seek connection online or not at all vs seeking external connection because of how pervasive and easy smartphones make said connections. COVID-19 exacerbated this problem.
Repeated ad infinitum. With charts.
Also, this book has scads of rave reviews and no one is ever going to read my shout into an abyss review so I'll say the following: It's boring as hell. It was a chore to read. It's landing on best of lists because it's an easy premise to endorse.
Repeated ad infinitum. With charts.
Also, this book has scads of rave reviews and no one is ever going to read my shout into an abyss review so I'll say the following: It's boring as hell. It was a chore to read. It's landing on best of lists because it's an easy premise to endorse.
This is a very well developed, nuanced collection of short story comics. Think comic literary fiction. I missed it when it came out in 2015 and I really enjoyed it. The Japanese translated story didn't do much for me, but the art was crisp and beautiful.
The number one concept I *always* ask myself when evaluating a comic or graphic novel is, and I apologize if I'm not articulating this well: Is this message best served by being told in comic format? Could it have been merely the written word? Does the art elevate the message?
This succeeds in spades. The characters are uniquely visually developed and the art actually moves and accentuates the story. I cannot tell you how many graphic novels I've read this year where there is some mumbo jumbo art slapped on the page with a text box above it and I as the reader am supposed to intuit that it's cohesive.
Sorry for my rant, editing is a dying art and I don't think people are critical enough.
Suffice to say, this is a good one!
I've never read anything by Adrian Tomine save things I might have come across randomly on the web and I'm going to track down more.
The number one concept I *always* ask myself when evaluating a comic or graphic novel is, and I apologize if I'm not articulating this well: Is this message best served by being told in comic format? Could it have been merely the written word? Does the art elevate the message?
This succeeds in spades. The characters are uniquely visually developed and the art actually moves and accentuates the story. I cannot tell you how many graphic novels I've read this year where there is some mumbo jumbo art slapped on the page with a text box above it and I as the reader am supposed to intuit that it's cohesive.
Sorry for my rant, editing is a dying art and I don't think people are critical enough.
Suffice to say, this is a good one!
I've never read anything by Adrian Tomine save things I might have come across randomly on the web and I'm going to track down more.