I dunno, something tells me that her motivations are decidedly less than altruistic and may be a wee bit personal. But then again, maybe I’m being too cynical; after all, I was advised today against cynicism in the medium of the e-mail.
Nevertheless, she makes the case:
Let me be clear, though: when I say, “F*** you, pay me,” I mean, “F*** YOU. PAY ME.” Pay me a check, pay me consistently, provide me safe housing, offer me a job with benefits, run me those Beyonce tickets, finance my clothes and wigs and aesthetics, cultivate accessibility to spaces and provide seats that fit me, see and validate my humanity.