Sunday, May 30, 2010

A shudder of recognition traveled through my body: I was the alien - a chameleon, androgynos, not like the others with their rigidly defined roles ... I could change my sex as easily as I could change my hair color.

Cherie Currie: Neon angel. A Memoir of a Runaway. Apropos 1 + 2 + 3. Det har med køn at gøre, men handler også om hvad som er muligt. Norge danser mulighedsbegrænsningsdansen, i "folkets" navn. Cheers