“Everyone shrieks that Hillary was a bad candidate, but was Trump a good candidate?”

“But postmortems offering rational explanations for how a pussy-grabbing goblin managed to gain the White House over an experienced woman have mostly glossed over one of the well-worn dynamics in play: A competent woman losing a job to an incompetent man is not an anomalous Election Day surprise; it is Tuesday in America.”

“Look, we have an advocacy press on the right that has done a really good job for the last 25 years,” she says. “They have a mission. They use the rights given to them under the First Amendment to advocate a set of policies that are in their interests, their commercial, corporate, religious interests. Because the advocacy media occupies the right, and the center needs to be focused on providing as accurate information as possible. Not both-sides-ism and not false equivalency.”

Though you might not know it from the media coverage, there were many, many women who not only voted for Clinton but were excited about it. “Look at all of the deep dives into who exactly Trump voters were, what motivated them, where they had been let down, what they believed,” says McIntosh. “Look at the coverage of Bernie Sanders’s supporters: Who’s filling the stadium, what gender and age and race were they? Those stories did not exist about enthusiastic Hillary voters even though there were more enthusiastic Hillary voters than for the other candidates. That lack of validation made it easier for the brutal response women experienced when they said they liked her.”

“There’s never going to be enough self-blame for the people who demand it,” says Schwerin of the book. The appetite for the abasement of Hillary Clinton has long been insatiable. Over the course of 25 years, stories about whether Clinton should apologize, about how she apologized, or about her unwillingness to apologize — for everything from dissing Tammy Wynette to voting for the Iraq War — have been frequent and fetishistic. In November, Clinton became the first person to lose a presidential race to say “I’m sorry” for the loss in her concession speech. A press release for a new collection of her emails and speeches to Goldman Sachs, entitled How I Lost and with a foreword by Julian Assange, reads as an apology from Clinton for being “incapable of beating even a sexist dumbass,” as if sexist dumbasses were easy to defeat in America.

The values that 66 million people voted for are worth fighting for.” But she acknowledges that the message is more difficult than ever to get across: “We’re up against suppression, we’re up against an even greater domination of the media by the right. We are up against the propaganda machine. I mean, they have a reelect campaign already started! They have raised millions of dollars. They know that they’re in a fight.”

She reiterated the message to young women in her concession speech: “You are valuable and powerful and deserving of every chance and opportunity in the world. Our future depends on you believing that,” she said. “Don’t be afraid of your ambition, your dreams, or even your anger. Those are powerful forces. … Be bold, try, fail, try again, and lean on each other, hold on to your values. Never give up.”


Wonderful exhibition at The Brooklyn Museum. My obsession deepens . . . .


I bought my first dress from Comme des Garçons while I was still in college. During a weekend trip to NYC, I stumbled into some downtown boutique and discovered the Japanese designer’s work. I had never seen anything like it. The dress was puffed, exaggerated, a bit goth, decidedly unattractive on the body and I loved it! The Japanese salesperson knew quite a bit about the designer and downloaded everything he knew. I was hooked. By the time I moved back to New York after graduation and started working on Wall Street I had the time and money to hunt down pieces by Rei Kawakubo. Barneys had once filled all of their windows with her designs and I remember overhearing the women whispering in front of the glass how monstrous, how weird, how unwearable the ugly clothes were. Every season I bought a few pieces and today, while I don’t have all of my collection in tact (too many international moves!) I still have many beloved “vintage” pieces from the 80’s and 90’s. This year’s Met Gala honoree was a well deserved choice. The exhibit is marvelous, not only in the way her clothes are displayed, but also in her audience! The fans gathered to oooh and aaah in front of her wild mannequins are as eccentric as her clothes. A must see if you’re visiting New York.

Los Angeles | 1988


I love you, Joe! ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥


.  .  .  this summer, July 16th!!!!!!!


Austin Kleon


. . . . today at the Metropolitan Museum of Art



@ Denny Gallery


I’ve been a supporter of MSF for years and it’s because of stories like this one.


We’re fucked.