The Musings of a Boho Girl

bōˈhēmēən (noun) 1. a free spirit ; 2. a writer; 3. an explorer of the Avant-Garde.

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A Review: Please Like Me

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I often say those words to my cat, but in this case it’s also the title of a fantastic Australian comedy starring Josh Thomas. Usually I find comedy dramas to be a letdown, but Please Like Me is just really well done. In the first episode, Josh’s girlfriend breaks up with him because he’s gay; his mother attempts suicide and he’s forced to make some difficult decisions. Josh’s world is dark and hilarious. Please Like Me is not absurd, it’s honest and funny, which is rare for most comedies. The first season consists of six episodes so I binge-watched the entire season while baking a flourless chocolate torte.

Josh is endearing, directionless, and a little frustrating. His relationships are sweet and somewhat awkward. Josh’s first love interest, Geoffrey is my favorite; he’s lovely. Geoffrey deals with Rose, Josh’s mentally ill mum and her quirky ways. He is present for many of Josh’s milestones. The writing is clever with realistic dialogue; the sadness, exasperation, and humor make this comedy one of my favourites. Josh Thomas’ writing team includes his real life and onscreen best friend, Thomas Ward.

In the second season, Josh is finding his way and dealing with unrequited love. There are more episodes too: ten. Josh’s world is a little larger, he has another housemate in addition to Tom: Patrick. The dynamic between them is different. We see Alan (Josh’s father) and Mae (Alan’s girlfriend) a bit more. Their relationship is amusing, they come from vastly different cultures and there’s an age difference, which is cleverly portrayed.

Please Like Me ended at an interesting moment and I’m looking forward to the third season. It premieres Friday, October 16, 2015 on Pivot. I’m a little jealous that we don’t have smart comedies anymore. Seasons 1 and 2 are on Hulu, iTunes, and Amazon Prime. It’s available everywhere. So watch with me, I promise you’ll fall for John (Josh’s adorable dog).

When I Tweeted Dylan Farrow was a Victim

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Social media can be a strange place. Two days ago I tweeted Judd Apatow criticizes Whoopi Goldberg for supporting Bill Cosby but he’s an avid Woody Allen fan. It was an innocent observation. There was nothing provocative about the tweet. I wasn’t defending Cosby or condemning Allen, I was just pointing out the hypocrisy of it all. The next night I received an onslaught of tweets from one man, who began insulting and mocking me. He sent at least forty tweets in 30 minutes. The effects were dizzying. I didn’t respond to the stream of insults but they kept coming. Those insults weren’t just limited to me, the man believed Allen could not be guilty because there was only one accuser so he began mocking Dylan Farrow. Nothing he tweeted made sense, which may explain why he deleted every single one of his tweets hours after he sent them.

After I tweeted Dylan Farrow was a victim, the individual became more aggressive; he replied Farrow was just one ‘kid’ and Cosby raped forty women. He minimised Farrow and her experience because she was only one person then he mocked me for believing she mattered. For most of the night he continued to verbally abuse me and refused to stop until I blocked him. It was my strangest Twitter experience. I recounted the story to a friend, who explained women are more likely to suffer verbal abuse on social media networks.

I should have blocked him straightaway but that would have meant he had won. The idea that a stranger can read an opinion and hurl insults at another person isn’t fair. We should be able to disagree and move on. Now strangers insist on engaging in contentious arguments, but I suppose that’s what trolls do. They go online and scroll through tweets for the sole purpose of harassing someone. I don’t understand how an individual can be so miserable that their only joy is verbally abusing others. It’s incomprehensible. Maybe my mistake was trying to make sense of his motives.

There’s no positive here. I imagine he’s on Twitter verbally abusing another young woman right now, stealthy deleting tweets once he’s been blocked and starting again. Perhaps you’ve met him. In person he seems like a normal individual but online he acts out his misplaced aggression by demeaning women. No one can stop him.

The Curious Case of Dr. Derek Shepherd


I’ve always believed the British have done television better, not because British Broadcasting Corporation sounds better than American Broadcasting Company; although it does, but because television series tend to be six episodes with a possible Christmas special and then à tout à l’heure until next autumn. British viewers don’t seem to develop the same commitment to television characters as their US counterparts. American television shows are weekly with 25 episodes, now add ten years and we have viewers completely attached to characters, which leads me to Dr. Derek Shepherd. Obligatory spoiler do not continue if you haven’t viewed Grey’s Anatomy (Season 11 episode 21).

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On Bloody Sunday: Selma 50 Years Later


The Selma marches were briefly mentioned in my textbook, I didn’t learn about Bloody Sunday until years later. Those 1965 marches and the violence that followed weren’t part of my school’s curriculum, my classmates and I never saw the civil rights demonstrators being teargassed and beaten. It’s peculiar how history is presented to children, of course, we learned about the passage of the Voting Rights Act but the violence that preceded its passage wasn’t explained to us. I can’t fully blame them; it’s an ugly part of American history and teachers may not have wanted to explain it to their students, I just can’t but wonder how my teacher detailed the Russian Revolution including Bloody Sunday (January 22, 1905) while neglecting our own country’s history.

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Shock & Confusion: Fifty Shades of Grey

“Snow is a magical blanket, it hides what’s ugly and makes everything beautiful.”
Wilhelmina Slater, Ugly Betty

Tonight I used Anastasia Steele’s safe word: stop. I said the word twice but it continued on. The Fifty Shades of Grey discussion that I tried to avoid. I read Fifty Shades of Grey, well, I read roughly six pages of Fifty Shades of Grey and could not go on. It’s impossible to describe my feelings after reading those six pages, but I’ll try. Horror. Shock. Confusion. Shock. Yes, I was shocked twice. Fifty Shades of Grey has sold over 100 million copies, just writing that has left me shocked all over again. It’s like seeing a traffic accident, you ask how and why? You search the area for victims; there are victims, all of those poor people injured while attempting to act out scenes. We can’t really see the victims, they are often handcuffed to bedposts and awaiting firefighters to free them. I’m not sure who to feel sorry for…

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Charlie Hebdo & Why #JeSuisNigeria Won’t Work

I was reluctant to write about the Paris terrorist attacks. The assassination of Charlie Hebdo’s staff was horrific; images of their blood stained offices were everywhere and we saw victims on stretchers being carried away, it’s one of those scenes that we can’t forget so I thought why write about it. The networks seize these moments and hope for a ratings increase (most desperately need them) and politicians will use the attack for their own agenda, but something bothered me; it was the US media’s continued explanation of French satire, the strange examination of French Muslim-Jewish relations and the constant use of words like “controversial and provocative.” Is it really any of those things? Charlie Hebdo is a satirical newspaper with a small left-wing audience; all of their readers were French and well-educated. It was never intended for mass consumption. The sole purpose of satire is to ridicule the shortcomings of society and ultimately disrespecting a religion shouldn’t result in death.

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Five Dials, How to be Both, and the other Gems of 2014

Judging from the news, it seems as though the world is in a complete free fall, but 2014 had its moments. So I am going to share everything I discovered this year.

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The Lena Dunham Problem

This easily could have been a post on my cosy socks, but I’m drawn to the Lena Dunham controversy. For the past twenty four hours I’ve wondered why Dunham’s sexual assault has been strongly scrutinized; right wing news sites are convinced she weaved a tale of lies. Dunham responded to her critics in a Daily Beast post and while her explanation is reasonable, I doubt she’ll convince her critics that she is indeed telling the truth. Do women lie about rape? It always comes back to two questions: do we listen and accept an account of rape or do we listen and question whether it is in fact the truth. Of course, those conservative writers took an archaic approach; they read Dunham’s story and set out to prove she was a liar. Then there is the larger question of why people tend to dislike Dunham.

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1792 and 2014

“The eyes of others our prisons; their thoughts our cages.” – Virginia Woolf

Mary Wollstonecraft called for equality among the sexes in her book, A Vindication for the Rights of Woman, I can’t imagine what Wollstonecraft would think if she could see the world now; she would probably be hospitalised for shock. Seeing mobiles, televisions, computers, Apple, cars, women driving cars, and modern hospitals is enough to frighten any Victorian woman. But then she’d recover, after all this is the same woman who tried to drown herself in the River Thames. Wollstonecraft was truly fearless, she wasn’t fearless in the meaningless way that the word is used now; Mary Wollstonecraft opened a school to make a living and had to close that same school when her friend and partner, Fanny Blood married and left the school. Blood died of complications in childbirth. Wollstonecraft when on to write, despite the fact that few women were able to support themselves as writers, she overcame her struggles. I’m not sure how she survived, sheer determination or her desire to argue women deserved an education.

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Gwyneth Paltrow: A Public Shaming

Try to learn to let what is unfair teach you. – David Foster Wallace

Several weeks ago I wondered what my first blog post should be about; it’s a difficult decision, should I share my secret crush on Ronan Farrow with the world? Or should I review Coldplay’s new album? For the past few years I have watched the media bully women in submission or worse silencing them with a public shaming. It’s gone on since I was a little girl but now it is much more apparent with social media. Cloaked in anonymity Twitter and Instagram became the perfect weapon to shame celebrities, but those tools would be nothing without a few well placed articles to incite the public.

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