NO SUCH THING AS A GUILTY PLEASURE

I have many pleasures, some certainly more lofty than others, but none that make me feel guilty. I think we should free ourselves from feeling like we have to apologize for what we enjoy, as long as it's not truly vile, like child pornography.

The inspiration for this post came about when a professor friend told me that a colleague of his, a very serious intellectual and feminist, proclaimed "I don't care what anyone says, I love 'Love, Actually'!" I bristled at the proclamation because it belies an arrogance and snobbery that I find insufferable in certain academics. Who fucking cares if you like that movie? Get out of your head and into the real world.

I can't think of a single indulgence that I would be embarrassed about: I cry with abandon through the whole ending airport montage of "Love, Actually"; I saw "The 40 Year Old Virgin" in the theater...5 times and "The Heat" thrice; I enjoy Fetty Wap and Young Thug; I know all the lyrics to many a cheesy 70s pop and 80s new wave song; I eat potato chips every night before I go to bed. And there are many more. I am so grateful that I find so much joy in so many little things, regardless of how they are judged by others.