My review of Kate Manne’s Down Girl is published in The Weekend Australian today.
“Good guys only. No jerk sex.”
“Stepping out of the page into the sensual world”
Absolutely loving these new female-heavy mainstream comedies #atlonglast
Note to an old friend who will soon be departing our shores to marry: wishing you both infinite joy, treat her right, have a ball and may your new homeland embrace you. Mazel tov, Ted x
I wouldn’t say I “drove” Mr Richard to sue for libel; there was in me no urge to be sued, and nor had I any interest in conflict (unlike, say, my late father). The review in question – which, implausibly enough, continues to be discussed – was noteworthy only for the fact that it was greenlighted by editors. I knew nothing of libel at the time; I was, if I recall, eighteen or so years of age, with no journalistic training, but my editors should have known better. The way I described Mr Richard was, in part, funny – he later graciously acknowledged it as such – but the review was dislocated and I was importunate in my intensity. I simply documented my fever with no consideration of the repercussions; this was what I then understood as my brief. No provocation was involved. My father’s war with WCP, on the other hand, was a different matter.
- excerpt from NSW Supreme Court judge Hon. R. I. Barrett’s 2015 address to the Law Council.
Long walks at night –
that’s what good for the soul:
peeking into windows
watching tired housewives
trying to fight off
their beer-maddened husbands.
“Those who have not experienced intimacy literally do not understand what it is to live in love; instead, they understand only conquest and the adrenaline-fuelled drive to earn approval.”
Read it here