? RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars S03.E08: A Jury Of Their Queers
Let me begin this recap of the RuPaul's Drag Race All Stars finale with an insight from my rational self. To wit:
It is not actually possible for a work of art to betray me. A true betrayal is personal, and it is intentional. It is a friend or loved one lying to me. It is an elected representative taking actions that imperil my liberty. It is not, say, Adele phoning it in on 25, or Jennifer Egan succumbing in Manhattan Beach to the very clichés of literary fiction that she so dazzlingly avoided in hear earlier books. I may love the work of those artists and feel disappointed when they create something I don't adore, but I can't claim to be legitimately betrayed.
Now let me give the floor to my emotional self:
[ahem]
Bitch, call me Clytemnestra, because Drag Race is giving me RAGE.
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It is not actually possible for a work of art to betray me. A true betrayal is personal, and it is intentional. It is a friend or loved one lying to me. It is an elected representative taking actions that imperil my liberty. It is not, say, Adele phoning it in on 25, or Jennifer Egan succumbing in Manhattan Beach to the very clichés of literary fiction that she so dazzlingly avoided in hear earlier books. I may love the work of those artists and feel disappointed when they create something I don't adore, but I can't claim to be legitimately betrayed.
Now let me give the floor to my emotional self:
[ahem]
Bitch, call me Clytemnestra, because Drag Race is giving me RAGE.
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