smashthefuckingpatriarchy
smashthepatriarchy
smashthefuckingpatriarchy

I have to say... I’m a book hoarder. I’ll give away only the ones I didn’t like much, and that’s still painful.

My gut reaction was “That’s an absurd theory. No one would inconvenience everyone else just to stick it to some black women”....then I remembered I live in America.

Because institutionalized racism isn’t about logic.

My pediatrician was located in Elizabeth, NJ and he knew Judy Blume. Nothing in my childhood ever impressed me as much as that.

See also: me discovering the “soft rag” Mr Overdrive was keeping in his camera case to clean his lens was actually an Hermès handkerchief I’d been looking for for six months.

Does anyone have a favorite scene from this book? My favorite has to have been when that bitch Nancy gets her period in the restaurant and freaks out, compelling Margaret to ask Nancy’s mother, “Is she always like this?” Turns out, of course, that despite the fact Nancy proudly announced the onset of menses months

And suddenly everything becomes clear.

Yeah, I was expecting a bunch of morning drunk, lululemon wearing sorority girls causing a kerfuffle. Not a bunch of alums at a national conference carrying GASP!!! BOOKS!!!! Meanwhile, didn’t the TSA just fail like 97% surprise tests of screening actual guns, knives and incendiary devices?

Noooo, he put it in a curbside giveaway box. I’m not sure about you, but A lot of my childhood library was assembled by combing through cardboard boxes on sidewalk edges, with “FREE!” scrawled on the side. I got a complete set of Great Brain books that way, and some fascinating, if mismatched, nature encyclopediae

And of course Delta Sigma Theta is primarily a black sorority.

Really though ? A book ?

Mom NEVER got around to it. Praise Judy.

Due to their size, the booklets could be mistaken for explosives.

As GhostBoob says “here’s the keys to the curb, fucky”

He also must’ve missed the part about NOT TIDYING UP OTHER PEOPLE’S STUFF

what kind of person throws out a book? monster.

Judy Blume: replacing people’s moms since 1970.

Me too, man. Are we too old to start fan clubs? Like maybe one for grown ups that love her? Already Bloomed for Blume? The Late Blume-ers? Judy-Come Latelys? I feel like there’s something there. What I’m saying is I want to sit in a circle and read Judy Blume books out loud while drinking a lot of wine.

If he threw it out on purpose, I’d keep my new signed copy and consider seeing if he could give me a signed copy of divorce papers. You don’t fuck with people’s cherished belongings, especially their books.