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| Open Your Hands Wide, Embrace Happiness by Takashi Murakami |
He said that it was reading the sex column in the local weekly newspaper that did it, because, until then, it had just been your typical ghastly day—beginning with the usual intra-departmental, back stabbing office politics, followed by a morbid conversation with his mother about her deteriorating health (and exactly which drugs she was taking for what, and exactly what she did and did not eat the day before, and exactly what the woman next door told her about her dead husband’s cousin’s granddaughter’s real estate business) and a message from his daughter’s high school counselor saying he was becoming concerned about her poor performance, and finally the really horrible news—cancer—his old college friend—a single mother with a ten year old child—but to be sitting there on the BART train and to suddenly learn for the first time that there was such a thing as “chicks with dicks” (trans women who had not yet had—or who were planning not to have—bottom surgery) and, furthermore, to learn that there were some people who had erotic preferences for chicks with dicks—to learn, in fact, there were people out there who loved chicks with dicks—made him realize with a jolt what a wonderfully crazy and complicated world we live in, which cheered him up immensely, and he was quite happy, for a few minutes, anyway.
by Nina Zolotow
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