white woman is the white woman of the world
with at least one apology to john lennon maybe if i feel like it
The business of online is about turning reality into #content, and so the genre of nasty comments about Renee Good has slowly mutated into its own weird and self-enforcing world. In this world, gangs of deluded white wine moms—hopped up on SSRIs, Adderall, and birth control—have flooded the streets to remind men of school teachers they did not like. They flirt to kill and additionally flirt because they really just want to be dominated by a big burly man in ICE. They do this because they don’t have children (even though they’re wine moms). OK, sure, whatever.






Here’s the question I have: how much does it matter to all this feverish discourse that Renee Good was white?1 Because her—should we even call them “critics”?—her, let’s say, “detractors,” mention her race frequently, and that’s the part that is interesting to me. Why? Why hit that note over and over? Some people I know are pulling out their copies of Male Fantasies to explain what’s going on with the guys in the images above; I th…

