That National Theatre Live program is showing Gillian Anderson, Ben Foster, and Vanessa Kirby in the Young Vic production of A Streetcar Named Desire.
That play is chock full of triggers. Stanley rapes Blanche for teasing him sexually. Stanley beats Stella. The action is by turns misogynistic, homophobic, and slut-shaming; althought it’s evocative of its time period. My ex-wife, who’s directing the show, cheats on me with the actress playing Blanche, and possibly with the actor playing Stanley.
Sometimes you have to see things again in order to stop associating them with bad memories and reassociate them with good ones.
That said, if a teenager goes onto twitter, facebook, and tumblr to complain that a gift that he or she received sucked, folks tend to form an opinion.
Parenting is hard.
While I never laid a hand on my step-children, I’d feel pretty bad if my own parents had gotten fired from their jobs for spanking me*.
This has been unpopular opinion time.
* My parents were both schoolteachers in the south during the ’70s. Spanking was part of their job description**.
** I am not condoning systematic corporal punishment***. Or even general corporal punishment.
*** Checking out the Wikipedia page on corporal punishment as a judicial measure, I’ve discovered that corporal punishment for crimes was practiced until the 1950’s and on the books until 1972****. Also, Thomas Jefferson was a major proponent of whipping witches and castrating polygamists*****.
**** Technically capital punishment is still corporal punishment, carried to its most extreme end.
***** And yet no punishment whatsoever for people who slept with their slaves. Crazy!
For-profit universities in your timeline pretending they’ll make your life better.