Funny Old Hag

From The Old Hag: A Day in the Life of The New Yorker’s Fiction Editorial Board, if It Were a Person:
3 p.m. In the parking lot at Kmart, an Asian person took my parking space. When I saw that the man was Asian, I let him have the parking spot and did not show any anger in my face. I felt good about myself. My heart swelled and I felt satisfied and good.
9 p.m. I lay in bed thinking about how terrible rape is. How interesting foreign cultures are, I thought. Black people are important, I thought. Then I fell asleep very quickly. I snored immediately and loudly and slept flat on my back. I had one dream about buying a fat hog and doing many interesting things with it that, when I woke up, I couldn’t remember.