The first nine steps get us sober. The last three keep us sober.
It’s one of the two mindsets in recovery circles and I struggled with it for a long time. Not so much because I was in one camp or the other, but because I often find myself returning to Steps 6 and 7 in the here and now. Returning even though I’ve worked the “suggested program of recovery.” I return to them when I’m sick of being me, overly tired of living in a way that keeps me stuck. All done with feeling insane.
According to The Associated Press, Italian-American sculptor Arturo Di Modica is accusing New York City of violating his legal rights by permitting the installation of “Fearless Girl” in front of his bull, without his permission.
Di Modica is expected to explain this accusation in a news conference on Wednesday, his attorney Norman Siegel claimed. The sculptor will be challenging the city officials who issued a permit for the bronze girl to stay until February of 2018, demanding that the city provide documentation behind the decision.
A day before International Women’s Day, “Fearless Girl” first appeared on the Wall Street traffic island, meant to symbolize the lack of women on the boards of U.S. corporations. Designed by artist Kristen Visbal, the statue was celebrated by some as a model of female empowerment and criticized by others as a form of pinkwashing.
Just to clarify… Charging Bull isn’t meant to represent the exact opposite thing Fearless Girl is opposing. Having her standing defiantly opposite is distorting Di Modica’s artistic intent. I’d be pissed if I were him, too.
I love Fearless Girl but not where she’s at. Seems to me a bit of advertising in the guise of women’s rights all while coat-tailing on another’s work. It’s the right message delivered by the wrong people to the wrong place.
Yesterday some of the co-workers had a client meeting of sorts. Afterward one of the guys brought out the remaining Dunkin Donuts for those of us who didn’t attend. I had two donuts and I’m not proud of that.
For the record I’d also like to admit that I have just now visited every room in the office, looking to see if any happened to survive the night. Sadly, none did.