There's no vaccine for stupid

The other pandemic? Selfishness. ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


Reinventing the girlboss

Plus: How to help Ukraine ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


When your existence is illegal

Plus: the first Black woman supreme court justice nominee in 233 years ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


How equal-pay victories really happen

Bet you didn't think you could care this much about soccer ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


What book bans are doing to kids

"To me, this is a life-or-death situation." ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


Still Surviving the White Gaze

"I didn't want to be curated into whiteness" ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


The deadly act of telling the truth

There are less than 100 female journalists working in Afghanistan ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


The Great Unionization

Strike! Say it, it feels good. ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌ ‌


NOT just like that

February 5, 2022

NEWSLETTER

Greetings and salutations, my newsletter comrades. We’ve made it to the end of the first week of Figureskatuary—the proper name for a February where there’s a Winter Olympics—and time is flying faster than Nathan Chen’s mid-quad lutz.

The big story today is all about the cultural event that was And Just Like That…, which our resident expert Julianne Escobedo Shepherd took to task for its accurate and awkward portrayal of white liberal women trying to be cool. (Desus Nice, if you’re reading this, we challenge you to a battle of the SATC superfans at dusk.) Also on the docket today, an uplifting story about a boat, a divorced couple, and how women and men choose to spend their money.

If you want to let us know how we’re doing, or simply share your feelings about how Steve from And Just Like That deserves better, send us an email at [email protected]. (All anti-Steve opinions will be immediately marked as spam.) -Shannon Melero


WHAT'S GOING ON

  • On Thursday the Biden administration took an unwarranted victory lap in announcing the death of Abu Ibrahim al-Hashimi al-Qurayshi, the leader of ISIS, along with 13 Syrian civilians, including children. The deaths were caused by an explosion, triggered by al-Qurayshi, shortly after U.S troops began the raid. The administration is framing this as a win in the war on terror, yet this exact scenario played out in 2019 with former ISIS leader Abu Bakr al Baghdadi, and still, ISIS continues. “The conditions which gave rise to ISIS … in the region are far from gone, as Syrian grievances are not only unaddressed but continue to increase,” explained Jomana Qaddour, a member of the Syrian Constitutional Committee under the United Nations. “The group’s ideological teachings remain accessible among the population.” Perhaps it’s time to employ less medieval tactics.
  • Four people have been arrested in connection with the death of actor Michael K. Williams, who died of a drug overdose last year. (One of the suspects is accused of selling Williams fentanyl-laced heroin; the other three were arrested on conspiracy charges related to the sale of the drugs.) The problem the arrests take aim at is real: In 2020, New York City saw over 1500 deaths as a direct result of fentanyl lacing in party drugs and prescription pills. The frustration is that the city continues to prioritize its war-on-drugs stance over harm-reduction programs like distributing free test strips or clean syringes—which research shows have largely benefitted Latinx people, who have been disproportionately affected by overdose deaths.

  AND:

  • Pope Francis gave a rousing speech encouraging nuns to “fight when, in some cases, they are treated unfairly, even within the Church.” If only there were some sort of leader of the entire Catholic world who could help prevent the mistreatment of nuns.

    THE POPE PRAYING THAT SOMEONE, ANYONE, SOLVES THE SEXISM PROBLEM IN THE CHURCH. (PHOTO BY POOL VIA GETTY IMAGES)
  • South Dakota has blocked a bill that would have banned nearly all abortions in the state. But Pennsylvania is still considering a constitutional amendment that removes the right to abortion even in cases of rape and incest.
  • Nancy Pelosi went full Neo, dodging bullets after a reporter asked if she supported White House staffers looking to unionize. Nance, do you like unions? Check yes or check no.


CRITICAL EYES

Who Was And Just Like That… For?

The uneasy resurrection of Sex and the City in a more inclusive television landscape

BY JULIANNE ESCOBEDO SHEPHERD
EVEN IN MOURNING, CARRIE BRADSHAW CAN’T RESIST A PUFFY SLEEVE. (PHOTO BY CRAIG BLANKENHORN/HBO MAX)

Sex and the City first aired in 1998, in the middle of feminism’s third wave. A comedy about four white women navigating the New York dating world as well as their successful careers, its depiction of their sexual agency was a cherry on top of a decade that sought in part to free women from the archaic vagaries of slut-shaming and double standards. It was, of course, a massive, culture-defining hit, with the sex themes almost secondary to the exploration of the characters’ friendships with each other. But any gestures at feminism it made were decidedly pop: its sexual liberation sometimes veered into the shallow, and its characters’ seemingly endless access to wealth was not only fantastical (Carrie’s questionable salary remains a topic of contention 20 years later) but often grotesque. In other words: it presaged the rise of the girlbosses, maybe even set the stage for them.

But one of the biggest other criticisms about Sex and the City during its six-year run was that it portrayed one of the most racially and ethnically diverse cities in the world as flat and white, casting only two nonwhite recurring characters through the series—played by star actors Blair Underwood and Sônia Braga—and writing them as cardboard stereotypes. This mattered, especially at the time, because it reflected the state of roles offered to actors of color on popular shows—or at least, shows that received bigger budgets than, say, Girlfriends—even though surely one of television’s boldest and most lauded series could have used its setting to portray a broader range. (Wealthy people of color exist!) When creators Darren Starr and Michael Patrick King tried to remedy this with the films, it somehow got even worse: Oscar winner Jennifer Hudson was cast as Carrie’s assistant in the first go-round, and the sequel… well, setting most of it in Abu Dhabi gave King the opportunity to throw in a whole bunch of racist stereotypes we’re better off not rehashing.

Sex and the City presaged the rise of girlbosses, maybe even set the stage for them.”

A lot has happened in the 12 years since Sex and the City 2—three Presidential elections, OccupyBlack Lives MatterBlack Trans Lives Matter#OscarsSoWhite. And so for And Just Like That…, King tried to meet the demands of the moment. To support this effort, AJLT employed a more diverse writers room and actors—including standouts Sarita Choudhury, Nicole Ari Parker, Bobby Lee, Karen Pittman, Hari Nef, and, yes, Sara “Che Diaz” Ramirez—to portray the main cast’s expanding network of friends and colleagues. This shift resulted in a slightly more inclusive depiction of Carrie and the gang’s orbit, from one-percenters to dirtbag podcasters alike, that’s been widely viewed as the height of cringe, full of tokenismtonal misguidance, and implausible scenarios. (Most of the people in my life describe this show as a “hate-watch.”) The way Carrie and the gang relate to these characters is realistically awkward: they behave the way a lot of older liberal white women do while trying to grapple with their workplace DEI initiatives. But did we really want the person who gave us three hours’ worth of a masterclass in Orientalism attempting to flesh out characters of color? The prospect of this endeavor was awkward from the jump.

That tension—its stab at realism versus its sensibility to keep things out of reach—is partly what made And Just Like That… so ridiculous, but also such a wellspring of conversation. Ten episodes in, I personally will tell anyone who will listen about my beef with one plotline: Would Pittman’s Dr. Nya Wallace really befriend Miranda after she racistly microaggressed her in front of everyone on the first day of class? Unlikely. But if so, would she really be confiding in Miranda about her struggles with IVF? I mean, that is her student!

 

KAREN PITTMAN PORTRAYS PROFESSOR NYA WALLACE AS SHE CONTEMPLATES WHY SHE CHOSE TO BE FRIENDS WITH MIRANDA. (PHOTO BY CRAIG BLANKENHORN/HBO MAX)

“Seeing the Light,” the finale which aired Thursday, wraps up the season’s two main plotlines: How Carrie might carry on after Mr. Big croaked on a Peloton, and whether Miranda and her nonbinary partner Che would actually continue their relationship, despite Che clearly being a player. These are tropes of vintage SATC (love, amirite!) but they hone in on the show’s most salient point: how lives evolve with age, how loss and grief affect the show’s central characters now that they’re in their 50s. The show ended on a typically absurd note—with the protagonist dumping her late husband’s ashes off the Pont des Arts bridge while wearing Aquazurra stilettos after a hip surgery. But it was also sweet, a sign that life will go on however it does.

Sex and the City’s perspective on cultural and sexual freedom took on higher stakes because of the era in which it aired. But today we can choose from a wider selection of feminist-minded shows depicting fully developed characters of color, including I May Destroy You, Gentefied, Never Have I Ever and the ebullient Insecure. The stakes for And Just Like That… were lower; in the streaming era, it isn’t the only game in town. So it begs the question: with its uneasy approach to progressivism and token friends of color who was this show even for?

Well, girl, me, I guess, because I watched every single episode, despite it all.

Julianne Escobedo Shepherd is a Wyoming-born Xicana journalist and editor who lives in New York. She is currently at work on a book for Penguin about her upbringing and the mythology of the American West.


WIN SOME

If You’re Rich, Consider Being a MacKenzie Scott

And even if you’re not!

BY JULIANNE ESCOBEDO SHEPHERD
MACKENZIE SCOTT, BENEVOLENT BILLIONAIRE. (PHOTO BY KEVORK DJANSEZIAN/GETTY IMAGES)

This week, while supervillain Jeff Bezos was making the city of Rotterdam consider dismantling a 95-year-old bridge so he can drive his too-tall, $500 million overcompensation yacht through the River Nieuwe Maas, his ex-wife MacKenzie Scott was busy being the benevolent donor she’s established herself to be. Yes, just as working-class Dutch people were organizing an egg-throwing protest of Bezos’s display of wealth, the nonprofit Communities in School (CIS) announced that Scott had endowed them with $133.5 million—their biggest donation in history—to help further their mission of supporting and educating at-risk students in 2900 schools across the country.

Per usual, Scott did not announce the gift herself—she is mostly quiet about her donations, which have totaled $8 billion, and have gone to HBCUs and tribal collegesfood bank and cash card programs in Puerto Rico, and COVID relief across the country. Instead, the news came from CIS itself. “This unrestricted gift allows us to combat the inequities in public education and reimagine the way schools operate and show up for all students,” CIS president Rey Saldaña said in a press release. This work includes one-on-one relationships, food, housing, and access to remote education—crucial in the pandemic, considering the wide learning gap in online school for low-income students.  “This call came out of nowhere,” Saldaña, who himself attended a CIS program, said on CBS Mornings.

Meanwhile, this ex-couple seems to be in line with current data about giving: women are more likely to donate to charity than men, particularly as their income rises, according to a 2015 study by the Women’s Philanthropy Institute. Bezos, who’s earned his billions by exploiting labormonopolizing the book industry, and, you know, helping to destroy the planet—has only donated about one percent of his wealth, whereas Scott has donated 16% of hers (and counting).

In Scott’s own words: “Each unique expression of generosity will have value far beyond what we can imagine or live to see.”



Who gets to be glorious?

February 2, 2022

NEWSLETTER

Hello and hope you’re doing great on this palindromic date. Numerology is not really my bag, but something about 2.2.22 feels fortuitous, like making a wish on an eyelash. Plus, it’s the second day of Black History Month, honoring Black Health and Wellness; and Sen. Cory Booker has brought Rep. Jamaal Bowman’s African American History Act, which would invest monetarily in African American history programs, to the Senate floor.

Today in the newsletter: on the eve of the Winter Olympics in Beijing—figure skaaaaatingggg, yesss—we’ve got author and former Olympian Casey Legler writing about why the rules and conversations around trans athletes must change (and are riddled with, what’s the word, bullshit). Also in this edition: Shannon Melero on her new favorite TV show, Abbott Elementary!

As ever, if you’d like to chat (or disagree) with us, drop us a line at [email protected]. —Julianne Escobedo Shepherd


DOUBLE STANDARDS

“Who Gets to Be Glorious?”

As a former Olympian, I’m not buying the “level playing field” arguments against trans athletes.

BY CASEY LEGLER

Last week, when asked about the University of Pennsylvania’s phenom trans swimmer Lia Thomas, the equally legendary swimmer Michael Phelps inputted, very unhelpfully, that in an effort to strive to make sports “a level playing field” the NCAA should intervene—and it did. The organization announced a major change to its transgender participation policy, which effectively forces trans athletes to prove they don’t have an unfair advantage, and makes it increasingly prohibitive for them to compete.

If the consequences weren’t so immediate and dire, I’d still be laughing at the irony of this statement coming from the mouth of the most decorated Olympian of all time—a comment displaying an extraordinary lack of insight into his own career. There was absolutely nothing “level” about the playing field when Phelps first began medaling on the Olympic pool deck in 2008, and that is exactly what made him fun to watch: he dominated. His extraordinary physicality and accomplishments were a gift to swimming. But how we talk about athletes, and who is “allowed” to be exceptional and who isn’t, is a real problem in sports—with real-life consequences on the ground.

The challenges to women and girl athletes who defy “normative” protocol—which is to say, hetero, cis, and white—are endless. In 1998, when ice figure skater Surya Bonaly became the first and only Olympian to perform a backflip landing on one blade, the judges penalized her for an illegal jump. While Shaquille O’Neal was celebrated for being a domineering player on the basketball court, Brittney Griner, as a young 22-year-old in the WNBA, was scrutinized, bullied, and genuinely asked to explain herself for exhibiting a similar physical playing style. In my own experience as an Olympic swimmer in the 1990s, my fellow showy sprinter Gary Hall Jr. was labeled an intuitive and intelligent competitor, albeit eccentric—whereas I was marked as irreverent, difficult, and unpredictable.

Phelps himself has benefited from an “unfair advantage” over his competitors: a naturally occurring ability to generate half the lactic acid normally produced at effort. Lactic acid is the chemical that impedes recovery, and Phelps’s lower levels have enabled his awesome ability to swim multiple races in one day and break records in all of them. He wasn’t questioned for that genetic anomaly; he was celebrated for it. But South African gold medalist Caster Semenya met a different reception to her own naturally occurring genetic advantages, including literal policing from the IOC about which races she could and could not run and a requirement that she take medication to lower her testosterone to, you guessed it, even the playing field.

MICHAEL PHELPS AT THE 2016 OLYMPICS IN RIO. (IMAGE VIA ELSA/GETTY IMAGES)

These double standards have devastating consequences—not just for athletes like Semenya or Thomas, but for the kid down the street who just wants to play sports. These rules at the elite level inform club-level rules, or school policies; when we’re legislating against an individual like Lia Thomas, we’re also legislating who’s allowed to play on the Tiny Tots baseball team. That’s the antithesis of what sport has to offer.

And if you’re wondering how exactly these double standards persist—well, look at who runs our top teams. The head coaches of the current U.S. swim team are two women and seven men—and that leads to a general acceptance of inequities. When this is the make-up of the coaching staff, after all, it’s no surprise that procedures like skinfold tests (an athletically irrelevant test to measure fat, mostly on the bodies of women and girls) have been allowed to continue for decades. Other countries have moved to make their governing bodies more representative: In fact, this year, after an inquiry initiated by complaints from female athletes, Swim Australia mandated a required quota for female coaches;  USA Swimming has no such equivalent. (It took until 2015 for the organization to mandate 20% representation of athletes on its board of directors—so much for “Nothing about us without us.”)

That regulation without representation means that in general, the heavy burden of advocating for their physical and mental health falls on the shoulders of athletes themselves—especially women, girls, trans and nonbinary competitors. But that’s in keeping with the general trend in sports, in which the adults leave the room, and change tends to come only through outside pressure, often by athletes who are young adults or children. It took Oregon basketball star Sedona Prince’s viral video of the measly weight rack at the 2021 NCAA Division I Women’s Basketball Tournament to extract a promise to rectify the disparity. And in a more extreme example, it took Rachael Denhollander, a former gymnast who was abused by Larry Nassar, to become a lawyer, and then bring a case against him, for that prolific abuser to finally meet his deserved demise.

The red herring of “controversies” around athletes like Lia Thomas distract us from the real problems the sports world needs to fix.

The solutions, if you ask me and other former athletes, are clear: Governing bodies should mandate equity between coaches across genders, in addition to installing an athlete on each team whose sole responsibility is to oversee the advocacy of the athletes (many of whom are still minors). And we shouldn’t let the red herring of “controversies” around athletes like Lia Thomas distract us from these very real problems the sports world needs to fix.

As for those athletes? Let them be special. Most of us will just never be part of the 0.01% of athletes who make up professional sports, and the reason we enjoy watching them is because they allow us to be transported, inspired, and entertained by their anomalous talent and rigor.

Talking about a “level playing field” when you’re talking about elite athletes misses the point. Elite competitors have always dazzled us with their exceptionalism and their wild feats of physicality, and we shouldn’t get to pick and choose who’s allowed to be that glorious.

Casey Legler is a reformed bad-boy, Olympian, New York Times-featured author, activist, and ground-breaking nonbinary model. Legler is the author of the best-selling memoir Godspeed.


WHAT ELSE IS HAPPENING

  • A series of bomb threats affected at least 17 HBCUs on the first day of Black History Month, resulting in schools across the country shutting down for investigations. Though no explosives have been found, the threats impinge upon the mental health of students, and drain college resources—which, of course, is part of the point. As Saigan Boyd, a 19-year-old Spelman student, told CNN, “I’m just tired of being terrorized like how my grandparents were.” If you’d like to donate to HBCU scholarship funds, you can do so at the HBCU Foundation or the UNCF.

  AND:

  • Robin Herman, who was hired in 1973 as The New York Times’s first woman sports reporter and was the first woman journalist allowed to report from a pro men’s locker room, has died. Of the backlash she received for simply doing her job, she once wrote: “I found myself forced to muster Supreme Court-worthy arguments for an inane, essentially logistical problem that could easily have been solved by a few big towels.”
  • The Linda Lindas, the teen punk band which went viral for their great song “Racist Sexist Boy,” is releasing their first album, and with it comes a delightful new video for a new jam called “Growing Up.” It features lots of cats.
“SINCE WE’RE ALL GROWING UP TOGETHER I GUESS I’LL GROW UP WITH YOU” -THE LINDA LINDAS, AND NOW I’M CRYING (SCREENSHOT VIA EPITAPH RECORDS/YOUTUBE)


WHAT WE'RE WATCHING

I Wish I Attended Abbott Elementary

BY SHANNON MELERO
QUINTA BRUNSON, AS JANINE TEAGUES, TEACHING HER CLASS PROPER PHILLY SLANG ON ABC’S ABBOTT ELEMENTARY. (THIS JAWN COURTESY OF ABC)

So! You’re all caught up on Succession and that third rewatch of Girlfriends just isn’t hitting the way it used to (call me crazy but I would not want to be friends with Miss Joan Clayton, Esq.). Well, as one pop culture icon said many, many years ago, I bring tidings of great joy. The top comedy of the winter isn’t premiering on yet another streaming service–it’s on network television.

Abbott Elementary—created by Quinta Brunson, who basically invented Internet comedy and who you might know from A Black Lady Sketch Show—is a delightful series that follows a group of teachers at a public school in Philadelphia. Filmed in a style similar to The Office, Brunson stars as Janine Teagues, a young, slightly naive, second-grade teacher working against a crumbling school system and an unqualified, apathetic principal. That may not sound funny considering the state of education these days, but I assure you there are laughs to be had and tender moments to enjoy. Not to get into spoiler territory, but one such moment came when one of the kindergarten students who’d had trouble reading successfully got through the pages of Michelle Obama’s Becoming. It reminded me of my own brief time in kindergarten where an astute teacher spotted my vigor for reading and skipped me to the first grade. When I told my mom this had happened she didn’t believe me, but that’s another story for another day (call me Quinta, let’s talk about it).

The show also has an interesting and absolutely precious bit of backstory. Brunson named the titular school after her sixth-grade teacher, Ms. Abbott, who is now retiring after 30 years as an educator. Now, Ms. A has something to watch on vacation. Abbott Elementary is a breath of fresh air cutting through the usual TV diet of nostalgic revivals and the most boring season of The Bachelor in recorded history. I dare you—yes you, holding your electronic device right now—to watch the first few episodes and not laugh a full belly laugh. I triple-dog-dare you. —Shannon Melero