APROPOS TO ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING
In
"Wordy and Beautiful...", one of today's posts on
Flavorwire by its Literary Editor/Weekend Editor
Emily Temple, I discovered Belgian artist
Fred Eerdekens who works in light and shadow with the help of paper, wire and other media, including (amazingly) bags of groceries.
In his own words, Eerdekens says he is after creating "a semantic landscape in which what one had thought of as stable meanings are continually twisted and turned." Wow.
What is Eerdekens asking of us? What is he asking of me as a writer? To consider carefully what I choose to write about...be intentional about what I offer readers...focus on what I mean to express but can't seem to put words to...pay attention to what lurks in the shadows...take responsibility for the implications that my words cast.
I desperately need to embrace what I found in Eerdekens' word shadows: Time's a-wasting, Sydney: use what time and energy you have to sculpt messages that matter and deliver them in a memorable way.
Taking all that to heart means my saying goodbye to shilly-shallying and this blog.
Here's my real deal.
What I'm exercised about as a single adult standing on my own two feet is how our society worships and rewards married life and those who subscribe to it. My "Marriage Math" post offers one concrete example. Here's one more for the road.
My employer, like many, subsidizes health insurance for full-time employees. The company pays 85%, leaving each of us to pay 15%. In my case, that amounts to about $8,000 a year that the company pays so that I am more financially secure. Generous. Thank you.
But that formula applies across the board. The financial security of my married colleagues in the plan is subsidized to the tune of $15,000 a year; those with children receive a subsidy of more than $22,000 a year. That's a lot of extra security accorded to some, denied others.
Yes, I tried to convince my employer how unfair this is for single employees. My well-supported proposal for any one of several equitable plans needed due-diligence review by the higher-ups. Fair enough. Yes, all my calculations were correct. Yes, my alternative plans were feasible. But they deep-sixed all of them on the basis that any change would be unfair to married staff.
What the...?
That experience ended years of procrastinating on doing SOMETHING to put out a wake-up call to single adults, especially young people--and business and government and organized religion--on this and so many other unearned married privileges.
I now have a book outline. And I can now put together a basic blog that I hope will be a springboard to an actual manuscript, as it was for Rebecca. But not this blog.
Thank you, Rebecca and blogger classmates. Thank you, Emily Temple. Thank you, Fred Eerdekens.
All my best,
Sydney/Sharon
