When I started my Substack in February, I had to make the decision whether to stand up for what I perceive as being right in the face of Wokeism, or err on the side of caution and not risk crashing my film career. When I took stock of it, the reality was that I'm a filmmaker who lives in Los Angeles, but I'm not actually part of the Hollywood system; I've mostly worked abroad my entire career. There's not that much at stake, and I really should be focusing on being a "real" writer, anyway.
The first phase of the newsletter — deconstructing Wokeism in four parts — is complete. What I've noticed is that while friends and colleagues don't support me in public even though I know they share my views, they don't penalize me by unfriending, unsubscribing, or distancing themselves socially, either.
I think most people in my circle can see just how OTT all of it is, that this version of inverted McCarthyism is in many ways far worse than the original. They're just waiting for it all to blow over. But it can't blow over unless the Quixotic few like us get out there and tilt at those windmills, or very real dragons, as the case may be.
I know exactly how lonely and disrespected it can feel. I thank Darwin for a balancing, encouraging therapist after every session.
When I started my Substack in February, I had to make the decision whether to stand up for what I perceive as being right in the face of Wokeism, or err on the side of caution and not risk crashing my film career. When I took stock of it, the reality was that I'm a filmmaker who lives in Los Angeles, but I'm not actually part of the Hollywood system; I've mostly worked abroad my entire career. There's not that much at stake, and I really should be focusing on being a "real" writer, anyway.
The first phase of the newsletter — deconstructing Wokeism in four parts — is complete. What I've noticed is that while friends and colleagues don't support me in public even though I know they share my views, they don't penalize me by unfriending, unsubscribing, or distancing themselves socially, either.
I think most people in my circle can see just how OTT all of it is, that this version of inverted McCarthyism is in many ways far worse than the original. They're just waiting for it all to blow over. But it can't blow over unless the Quixotic few like us get out there and tilt at those windmills, or very real dragons, as the case may be.
I know exactly how lonely and disrespected it can feel. I thank Darwin for a balancing, encouraging therapist after every session.