This has been a long radio silence, and I apologize. I have been writing; though most of it has been for my sort-of secret project. I have, however, recently gotten some interviews in the local media which I wanted to share. One with the Pittsburgh Tribune-Review, and another with The Tartan, CMU’s student newspaper.
When I’m being interviewed, I always follow the rules my Mom laid out here. My interview with The Tartan was challenging because I was the only pro-choice person interviewed for the story and I felt I needed to directly respond to the points Serrin Foster, president of Feminists for Life, made at her speech a few weeks ago. (though I did point her to my friend’s excellent and fabulously researched/opinionated blog as another CMU source). This made it difficult to follow one of my favorite rules of interviewing:
“Keep positive and avoid speaking ill of anyone; damnation by faint praise is OK if you really feel strongly.”
I think I did ok. In the future, I want to focus on small, quotable messages within a tight set of ideas. Less intellectual sparring and playing while on the record. It doesn’t seem to quote well.
In other news, I escorted again last weekend and was disappointed to see the group of priests on the right. I grew up with kind priests, priests who waded waist-deep into their relationships with God, and used that closeness to help their parishioners understand the world and the God in it.
Other than off-key singing, there is nothing more upsetting to me than to escort through a group of priests. Whether it’s the screamed prayers, their cool observance of their flock’s physical intimidation of myself and the patients with whom I walk, or their hateful faces, it is deeply disturbing.
I grew up thinking more of priests.
“Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.”–Ambrose Bierce