Free to be, you and me

Why be normal? That was a bumper sticker you’d see on the back of VW Rabbits in the early 1980s. But my mom, P’Tricia, knew that wasn’t even the right question. There’s no such thing as normal, she told me, over and over. The heteronormative nuclear family wasn’t “normal,” in her eyes. It was toxic….

GenX women run the world

We are a small and cynical generation who started life with rotary dial phones and now upgrade our iPhones at every opportunity. We grew up on HR Pufnstuff, but somehow have the attention span to read all of the George RR Martin books and watch both HBO dragon series. We’ve been going to rock shows…