Goodbye...
Goodbye to mannequins in store windows who pretend to be sympathetic but who are really nasty conspiracies, goodbye to hating Mother, goodbye to Divine Psychiatrist, goodbye to The Girls, goodbye to Normality, goodbye to Getting Married, goodbye to The Supernaturally Blessed Event, goodbye to being Some Body, goodbye to waiting for Him (poor fellow!), goodbye to sitting by the telephone, goodbye to feebleness, goodbye to adoration, goodbye Politics, hello politics. (…)
Goodbye. Goodbye. Goodbye to everything.
(Joanna Russ, The Female Man)
[for anyone wondering what this means: nothing. It's just that I'm re-reading my old dissertation, and sometimes I find precious little things like this. I just felt like sharing it with friends]