After reading this post at Little Light's, and her (yes, creep, HER) link to your little snipe, I want you to know something:
You're completely transparent. We know perfectly fucking well the "plagiarism" you're referring to has feckall to do with Robin Morgan. And furthermore:
I take back any sort of even the least little bits of half-assed vouching I ever made for you, in any circumstances, any place. You are completely toxic under that nauseatingly sweetie-sweet shell. All your cries of martyrdom and woundedness and Passion for Women, but you know what I think?
It's really all about you. You, you, you; you're Every Woman, your suffering is Every Woman's suffering; and if anyone -else's- suffering doesn't exactly match up with yours, much less god forbid take away from your dramatically limelit tears, even for a -second,- it doesn't even make your radar. I've seen it time and time again.
and isn't it mighty white of you, all the hard hard work you've done on behalf of WomanKind, and your this, and your that.
Enough, please. Yeah, you've had a really hard life. Lots of real suffering. No doubt. So have other people. It still doesn't excuse your being a pretentious, solipsistic, noxious, gasbag. Or, above all, for your -vile- transbigotry, yes, that's right, i said BIGOTRY. Little Light is worth ten of you.
You want to try to pull a "realness creds" thing, Miz "Political Lesbian, No, Of Course I Am Not a Biological Essentialist At All"? Try to tell -me- who's really my ally? Try to tell -me- about APPROPRIATION? You and your little pet Pony, she of such charming gems as "You sound like a fag" and your oh-so-gently chastised rogue lamb Lucky, she of "ANALogy" and "silly gay people, marriage needs to be done away with!" among so many, many more? Fucking bring it.
And, you know what else? In my opinion? You're still a bloody fundamentalist. You never -stopped- being a bloody fundamentalist. You just got a makeover.
Now fuck off.
--signed, a Fat White Lesbian Whose Voice is Important, Very Important. but it's not the only one. Thank God.
p.s. I've read Robin Morgan. Little Light is no Robin Morgan. Robin Morgan writes like an emu. And so do you. And, as LL makes abundantly clear, if it wasn't already, Morgan does not have a patent on "monster" any more than you have a patent on "suffering." Or "feminism." Or, for that matter? Womanhood.