Dear Mr. VP,
Perhaps you have read Margaret Atwood’s The Handmaid’s Tale, but my guess is that you have not. It’s always been one of my favorite books. I love virtually all of Atwood’s work, with the exception of The Heart Goes Last. It just wasn’t my jam.
And perhaps you know that Hulu recently released a first episode of a mini-series version of the novel. You might know this because handmaids have been showing up in public places as an advertisement for the show. I have to imagine you don’t love that.
I was not prepared for my visceral reaction to the opening scene. A mom is racing for the Canadian border with her daughter and her husband. The car crashes and mom and daughter race through the woods, trying to make it to safety. They get caught and her daughter is ripped out of mom’s arms while mom is beaten. I ugly cried. I can’t see this stuff anymore without thinking, “What if it was G?” Prior to him, there was no one in my life that I would have died for. Now, I understand that if I needed to, I would also run my hardest through the freezing woods to get my kid to safety, or die trying.
Wow. It’s a good thing America is great again and we aren’t separating families forcefully.
I sat in bed binge watching all three episodes last night because apparently I’m a glutton for punishment. Alexis Bledel was just magnificent in the third episode. It was awful and heartbreaking. Good thing we’ve made America and the WORLD great again and LGBTQ folks aren’t being tortured and executed in countries ruled by men (Putin) praised by 45 (who has always had a “good feeling about him“).
Yup. Good thing it’s 2017 and we’ve made America great again.