My Ellen Willis

By MICHAEL BRONSKI  |  November 30, 2006

Pleasure: Does it sound like a dirty word to you? Yet life without pleasure — without spontaneity and playfulness, sexuality and sensuality, esthetic experience, surprise, excitement, ecstasy — is a kind of death. People deprived of pleasure don’t get kinder and gentler but meaner and nastier. Indeed, it’s not the excess of pleasure, but pleasure-starvation on a mass scale that we have to thank for the rampant piggishness and urban violence that plague us.

This is Willis at her best: caring about the human condition so much that she cuts to the real deal and not only speaks what is on her (and our) mind, but challenges us to rethink our cultural priorities.

So, yes, knowing that there will be no more freshly minted Ellen Willis articles leaves me feeling bereft. I’d kill to know what she’d say about the Mark Foley and Ted Haggard sex scandals, and, my God, Borat: what would she have said about Sacha Baron Cohen? But just as I was moping in my grief, I thought of labor organizer Joe Hill’s exhortation “Don’t Mourn, Organize,” and wondered what Ellen Willis would say. Surely, even in this situation, she would distill something fine from the sorrow. It’s yet another reason to be thankful to her.

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