There’s a scene in the movie The Commitments (one of my favorites) when a rag-tag group of would-be down on their luck Irish musicians decide they need a touchstone to help them connect with their soulful selves. The absurd but endearing dialogue that follows goes exactly like this:
“Do you not get it, lads? The Irish are the blacks of Europe. And Dubliners are the blacks of Ireland. And the Northside Dubliners are the blacks of Dublin. So say it once, say it loud: I’m black and I’m proud…
…Soul is the music people understand. Sure it’s basic and it’s simple. But it’s something else ’cause, ’cause, ’cause it’s honest, that’s it. Its honest. There’s no fuckin’ bullshit. It sticks its neck out and says it straight from the heart. Sure there’s a lot of different music you can get off on but soul is more than that. It takes you somewhere
else. It grabs you by the balls and lifts you above the shite….
…say it once and say it loud, I’m black and I’m proud.”
That scene came back to me today when I got a not altogether different set of pep talks from two kick-ass infertile chicks. One of them is Christina Gombar a regular reader who has unabashedly proven that a women can be (my words) barren and beautiful. She hasn’t been shy about stepping forward and telling the world that yeah life has served up some body blows but she’s still standing. She’s a role model to be sure — tough as nails and determined to be heard (with talent to spare). You can read on her blog, Reality Chick, an interview called “A Different Kind of Normal” in which she argues that women without children wouldn’t feel so depressed if society were more accepting. Give her some sugar — she’s more than earned it.
Another bad girl of Infertility Land is Kate of Lost in Taipei, whom I adore for her ability to lace her posts with more swear words than I would normally be comfortable putting in print, but I think them nonetheless.
I’ll give you the reason why I needed the pep talk in a future post, but suffice to say when I need tough chicks (and this means you, too, Deathstar and DD, and so many others whom I don’t want to out without permission) I know that I have the Bad Girls of Infertility Land to help kick some virtual ass.
What makes you a Bad Girl Of Infertility Land … and, are you ready to say it with me?