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Hey bros,

I’m going to keep this short and sweet (maybe) because I’m about to head to an academic conference for the next week and I’ve got packing to do. Plus, I know some (okay, most) of you dudes are looking for Metal (with the big M, much like God with a big G, I suppose) and we all know that I’m not exactly bringing the metal heat (does metal have heat?).

After writing what one commentator called “worst thing I have ever read from this site” last week (which, for the record, I feel is a fucking honor because I had to beat out SO MANY other articles, news pieces, reviews, interviews, etc.), I’ve been thinking about a lot of issues involving gender, sexuality, feminism, and writing. In other words, what are the stakes for different groups of people when they make attempts at knowledge production? Would my article on Nicholson vs. Lawrence have been better received if I was rockin some XY realness? Would the ensuing conversation have gone in the same directions in terms of our discussions of feminism, gender, and fame? It fucking better have, or I would be horribly disappointed in The Monolith’s readers. I would hope that if I was Jack Fraud I would get the same amount of negative feedback.

But sadly, I’ll never know, because unlike Gregor in Kafka’s The Metamorphosis, I can’t wake up tomorrow as a dude and rewrite various articles and republish them just to see what would happen. Unfortunately, for Lacan (and Freud too), I don’t spend my days fantasizing about what life would be like if I wasn’t full of lack (lol, psychoanalysis joke).

Stop right there though; I’m not accusing any of you of sexism or disagreeing with me for dumb reasons unrelated to the article. I’m just sharing theoretical questions that ran through my mind as your comments and responses flooded in here, on Facebook, Twitter, etc. I got a lot of really good responses that were well thought out and intelligent (not surprising though because you guys are smart), so thank you for those. I don’t care if you disagree with me; just do it in style. If something I write is the worst shit you’ve ever read, totally tell me why I suck so badly that I deserve that great honor. I know that I’ve made some strongly worded comments on Fox News’ website on occasions when they’ve decided to write about gender or sexuality. I tell my students that telling me a text is bullshit doesn’t count as a valid response unless they give me a reason to back it up. You guys aren’t my students, so I can’t demand that, but for the sake of curiosity, I want to know why you hate what you hate, why you love what you love. I know that I love Jack Kerouac because I think his writing speaks to the core of American identity and its desire for adventure/the search for identity through experience. I know I hate Hemingway because I don’t like his terse short sentences and because of that The Old Man And The Sea was the most boring shit I’ve ever read in my life. See. There’s an example of what I just talked about.

Whether you hated it (most of you) or loved it (none of you), I want to thank you for reading last week’s article and giving me your thoughts, good and bad. Hopefully we can have that type of discussion more often.

As a parting gift, I leave you with a link to one of my favorite short form documentaries of all time, American Juggalo, which follows members of our favorite subculture as they navigate through the Faygo drenched days of The Gathering of the Juggalos. So get down with the clown, enjoy, and I’ll be back next week with more gender trouble for you all.


American Juggalo is a look at the often mocked and misunderstood subculture of Juggalos, hardcore Insane Clown Posse fans who meet once a year for four days at The Gathering of the Juggalos.

We went to The Gathering of the Juggalos and let the Juggalos speak their minds.

I hope you enjoy it.

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Until Next Time,