I subscribe to many newsletters but this is the only one I actually read beginning to end. And that makes me want to get on the roof and scream in agreement. I have been wondering for a long while why no one was writing about ageism, and now with all the inclusion/insistence of marginalised groups (and yes, good, 'bout time, etc) what about us women over 50. The stories and factoids in these three newsletters, about ageing, are still eye-popping to me. It's all a bunch of bullshit, all this discrimination against us, women who actually have something to say, years of experience, wisdom, skills. I was also aged out of National Geographic, that so-highly-revered publication/society/company/corporation. Me, a photojournalist of gosh-40-plus years experience at this point. Me, who could sniff out a great story anywhere, who shot outside the box, who always "hit the ball out of the park." To be replaced by kids who somehow dont need to make any money at all, who are thrilled to get a photo published (woo-hoo!) who dont mind flying across the world and shooting a whole story for $1500. Ugh, dont even get me started. Anyway, thank you Deb. Thank you and keep going. Let's see if this can get us somewhere. You never know. I think you should bring this up to Revel, a new platform for older women. PS I never comment in newsletters either.
So spot on ! You are my hero and your writing style produces a “laugh out loud” response along with the sobering truth. We all have to keep fighting the fight 🙌🏻
Another great post. It feels like a worthy manifesto or next project. Love the Emily Nunn story. Grateful she identified herself and you could tell the story. I know of 4 or 5 women in Seattle forced to reinvent their entire lives when culture rescinded it’s support. Bad ass women but the fact we have to be consistently hustling is exhausting.
I went thru “aging out” decades ago and am horrified that it resurges rather than recedes, no matter the state of our economy and the apparently desperate demand for experienced workers. And this aging out dilemma occurred after years of battling sex discrimination in seeking full-time work as an attorney.
Just catching up this now. Oh man, I am so glad I have good health insurance-- because I think my neck has a kink in it for nodding up and down so vigorously! Thank goodness you are speaking up for so many women. Oh, and BTW, the reason I have such good health insurance? I got married to a tenured professor who has gold plated health insurance. Now, I love love love him--- he's smart, funny, politically aligned with me and super fit, to boot! BUT... after my second divorce, I swore--- I was NEVER getting married again. Never, ever. It's not like at 56 I was going to have kids or my parents wouldn't approve of pre-marital sex. I own my own business, however, and my premiums for crap coverage and a big ass deductible jumped to over $1000/month. So, we got married at the courthouse and had a fun party later. If it weren't for our country's crazy health insurance, I would have just had the fun party.
I subscribe to many newsletters but this is the only one I actually read beginning to end. And that makes me want to get on the roof and scream in agreement. I have been wondering for a long while why no one was writing about ageism, and now with all the inclusion/insistence of marginalised groups (and yes, good, 'bout time, etc) what about us women over 50. The stories and factoids in these three newsletters, about ageing, are still eye-popping to me. It's all a bunch of bullshit, all this discrimination against us, women who actually have something to say, years of experience, wisdom, skills. I was also aged out of National Geographic, that so-highly-revered publication/society/company/corporation. Me, a photojournalist of gosh-40-plus years experience at this point. Me, who could sniff out a great story anywhere, who shot outside the box, who always "hit the ball out of the park." To be replaced by kids who somehow dont need to make any money at all, who are thrilled to get a photo published (woo-hoo!) who dont mind flying across the world and shooting a whole story for $1500. Ugh, dont even get me started. Anyway, thank you Deb. Thank you and keep going. Let's see if this can get us somewhere. You never know. I think you should bring this up to Revel, a new platform for older women. PS I never comment in newsletters either.
So spot on ! You are my hero and your writing style produces a “laugh out loud” response along with the sobering truth. We all have to keep fighting the fight 🙌🏻
How do we share, and get more people to subscribe? I'll post to FB...
Another great post. It feels like a worthy manifesto or next project. Love the Emily Nunn story. Grateful she identified herself and you could tell the story. I know of 4 or 5 women in Seattle forced to reinvent their entire lives when culture rescinded it’s support. Bad ass women but the fact we have to be consistently hustling is exhausting.
Keep going Deb! This is important work you are doing. 👏🏻👏🏻
I went thru “aging out” decades ago and am horrified that it resurges rather than recedes, no matter the state of our economy and the apparently desperate demand for experienced workers. And this aging out dilemma occurred after years of battling sex discrimination in seeking full-time work as an attorney.
Just catching up this now. Oh man, I am so glad I have good health insurance-- because I think my neck has a kink in it for nodding up and down so vigorously! Thank goodness you are speaking up for so many women. Oh, and BTW, the reason I have such good health insurance? I got married to a tenured professor who has gold plated health insurance. Now, I love love love him--- he's smart, funny, politically aligned with me and super fit, to boot! BUT... after my second divorce, I swore--- I was NEVER getting married again. Never, ever. It's not like at 56 I was going to have kids or my parents wouldn't approve of pre-marital sex. I own my own business, however, and my premiums for crap coverage and a big ass deductible jumped to over $1000/month. So, we got married at the courthouse and had a fun party later. If it weren't for our country's crazy health insurance, I would have just had the fun party.