. . .though not by me. In the comments on Jill’s post about The Help, Angel H linked to an excellent, hard-hitting essay by Dr. Bernestine Singley that covered the reality of being a Black woman who worked as a maid. She also puts to rest the bullshit lines that a family’s maid loved them (no, they often didn’t, actually), and that the maid was like a member of the family (no, they really weren’t). (Seriously, can we shut that shit down? That’s about as patronizing as “My secretary really runs this company!” Oh yeah? Then sign over your fucking paycheck. Your maid is like family to you? Really? So I take it she’s in the will and you know her kids and you and she are in and out of each other’s houses and you go shopping together and hang out over Bellinis and go to family reunions, etc.? Come over for the holidays–and not to work? Yah. Didn’t think so.)