You see, billiards is the perfect expression of my feminism. I love to play with the boys, just mess with me and I’ll hand you your ass. And then, when you feel ashamed that you just lost to a girl and begin to address me as “young lady” or try to teach me how to play after I just beat you senseless, I will bite your head off and hand you that too, just to match your ass.
Additionally, pool allows me to be a cosmopolitan. While it may be associated with the laboring classes and barflies, it is played by these classes almost universally. I have played pool in almost every country I have visited, played with people with whom I did not share a language, and fully attempted to map every pool table between L.A and Edinburgh. The one pictured here is in Old Mesilla, New Mexico.
