“I really love your writing!” someone yelled at me as I walked back to my car after a Queer Nation protest in the early ’90s. “Thanks!” I shouted. “But you have a real problem with women!” she shot back.
She must have heard me rolling my woke eyes as she caught up with me as I got in my car. “Seriously,” she repeated, “you have a huge problem with us!” She was right, but I was blind.
That’s an agonizing truth about being human. The worst parts of ourselves are often embarrassingly visible to others long before we notice them, if ever.
This memory came back to me recently when I heard that the 1982 short film “Carnival,” about the Athens band Limbo District, was going to be shown at the Plaza Theatre.
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