Over the weekend I talked with an actress that I have admired onstage for many years. We're Facebook friends, but I think it was the first time we'd spoken in person. I congratulated her on her latest dynamite performance. And what she said next made me so sad. And proud. And angry.
"I so appreciate your reviews," she started, "I mean, as a woman."
I said thanks. She went on.
"You know there was a review of a show I was in awhile ago. The reviewer took that opportunity to comment on my weight."
My heart sank. I said, "I think I know who did that to you."
I knew right away. He's an old white guy, a hack writer with a long history of harrassing women in print and in person.
"And that's so not okay."
She smiled and we hugged and she went to prepare for her next show. And I thought, really? Really?
Well, time's up, jackass. And it's time for you to get out of the way.