It’s raining today, a good day to write and work inside.
I looked at Oprah’s invitation to join her new network which goes public next year. It’s called OWN. Oprah Winfrey Network. She has a picture of herself that has been so doctored it doesn’t even look like her. You’re told you get a personal message from Oprah. No you don’t. It’s not possible. So the first two things that I saw were both not the truth. A doctored photo of a skinny Oprah, and a “personal video” that wasn’t personal. It was a shock.
I signed up and followed the link to where she’s looking for people to be on the show. One of them was “achieve a dream” [my words]. I opened the link, and read “…Oprah Winfrey Network is seeking parents and professionals who have a goal they’ve always wanted to accomplish but never achieved. Women and men who appear to be in their late 20’s or older are encouraged to respond…” [quote OWN]. I don’t understand the word “appear”. It doesn’t make sense to me, and it pressed quite a few buttons.
And what about the rest of us? I asked myself, has Oprah abandoned older women? Women who aren’t mothers, who haven’t been able to create a profession yet? Women who appear to have slipped through the cracks, but whose life is still massively important to them – who have dreams as big and vibrant as any other kind of women? Are we not as important? I don’t know. All I can know is that Oprah hasn’t chosen us specifically, which I interpreted as that she’s specifically excluded us, for now anyway.
I wondered why. Well, it’s her network, it’s her baby, it’s her choice. She’s worked hard to be where she is.
But as for me, I feel sad, abandoned. I had hoped that she would single out some women in whom I could see myself reflected.
Clearly I can’t wait for Oprah to give me a voice, or to show me that my life has meaning. Clearly I need to find it for myself and speak up for myself.