Rebel Women Lit (Jamaica-based book club) finally has a Mobay chapter and I was all over the first meeting.
There were three of us. And despite the book on the table – Marlon James’s Black Leopard Red Wolf – the meeting was delightful.
Well, except for the gatecrasher who wouldn’t stop offering unsolicited opinions on a variety of topics not related to the book at hand. Gems included:
“The Bible is a great book – you should read it”
“I really think you’d like Cowboy Bebop”
and not to be outdone,
“Don’t you think people are too sensitive about everything these days? It’s like you can’t even make a joke without someone taking offense”
I am not making these up, you guys. They’re actual quotes from an actual stranger who sat down with a group of women discussing a book and felt that was the best moment to go full Kanye West.
And if you guessed that he was a man, you’d be right.
Specifically of the cisgender heteronormative variety. (You know, those people).
When I reflect on the experience I think the universe was just trying to give us the pinnacle of feminist experiences. I mean, he was only the biggest stereotype ever to walk into a cafe. We couldn’t have planned that if we tried.
In the moment though, we were all paralyzed by politeness into exchanging glances that said “Can you believe this guy?” for TWO WHOLE HOURS.
(We could not, in fact, believe him.)
Despite the interloper, we enjoyed ourselves. I have some strong opinions on the book – we agreed it was a polarizing story – even though I didn’t make it past the first twenty pages. Some other time I’ll write about why we all need to stop reading books just because they’re popular (life is too short to read shit that doesn’t spark joy).
For now I’m glad my social calendar is evolving. And if this first meeting is any indication, I may not always be on board with the book picks but I’ll always show up for a bookish conversation.
And coffee. Coffee is non-negotiable.