Oranges are not the only Fruit by Jeanette Winterson
This is a cute little book. Truthfully, I don’t really get the hype around it. I think I’m from the wrong generation. It is interesting that some things from the past resonate with you more than others. I understand that homosexuality especially put in contrast with religion back in the 60s was a completely different matter than it is now (or is it?) but I think we are so exposed to conflicts on a much larger scale that we have become numb and I think I might be desensitised to the individual struggles of Jeanette in this story.
My gym is primarily visited by office people so there is not much huffing and puffing going on there. I don’t really know many bodybuilders with day jobs in banking. I don’t really know any bodybuilders full stop. I’ve only met one, actor Rob Archer and he is an absolute sweetheart.
Anyway, I’m not saying iron pumping is a synonym for making random lound scary sounds. It is more of the macho attitude that comes with it that I have a problem with. So when someone like that comes to my gym, he will get noticed. Dude, you’re not there alone.
What should be also noticed is the ongoing LGBT discrimination.
And I couldn’t help it – crazy picture with Rob Archer 🙂