When I was a student at Cambridge I remember an anthropology professor holding up a picture of a bone with 28 incisions carved in it. “This is often considered to be man’s first attempt at a calendar” she explained. She paused as we dutifully wrote this down. ‘My question to you is this – what man needs to mark 28 days? I would suggest to you that this is woman’s first attempt at a calendar.’
It was a moment that changed my life. In that second I stopped to question almost everything I had been taught about the past. How often had I overlooked women’s contributions?
“so I suggest you talk to that bitch with the wig on”
“Hey girl, well I heard you was saying you don’t like my wigs, and if you ever saw me you would snatch it off. Mmm! Well let me tell you something before you decide to make that mistake. This bitch right here with the wig on, she’s the bitch that might spare your ass. This bitch with this wig on, is the bitch that might take the high road. But bitch if you ever decide to take yo’ pickled egg eating-ass fingers and put it in the back of my wig and snatch it off, and I become this bitch right here? Bitch, you done made it to a whole ‘nother level. This bitch right here is the bitch that will crank up the lil’ ass beetle and knock yo’ ass to a whole ‘nother century. This bitch right here with the braids tucked in the back is the bitch that will tase yo’ ass so bad, they would think yo’ ass a two piece dark from fucking KFC with no biscuit, bitch. So I suggest you talk to the bitch with the wig on.”
