I read “A Story of a Fuck Off Fund” as a diversion, a pragmatic story of self-rescue. I thought, how classic, it’s like a really spare, sad and yet kickass 2016 version of a story that one would have found in any issue of Charlotte Perkins Gilman’s Forerunner magazine, or a sort of short-story version of her Women and Economics, the like of which she would have strongly approved. It’s evocative of particular forms of feminism that progressive-era Americans articulated.
I thought that right up until the second-to-last line, “It’s a story no one ever told me.” That weighs on my heart a bit. Gilman would understand, but I imagine she’d be incredibly sad to read that the FOF is a story that isn’t told. Recommended if only because the not-told note is one I wish to resist.
The story is not a comprehensive take-down of structural systems of injustice, I realize. It’s just a story. But I’m moved to share it by the comments of women who connected so strongly with it; see the reactions below the story.