from inmagine.com

There seems to be a growing book genre, about Seattle white women telling their life stories via their yoga experiences.

First was Presidential sister Claire Dederer’s Poser: My Life in Twenty-Three Yoga Poses.

Now we’ve got Suzanne Morrison’s Yoga Bitch: One Woman’s Quest to Conquer Skepticism, Cynicism, and Cigarettes on the Path to Enlightenment.

In which, I presume, Morrison attempts to conquer skepticism, cynicism, and cigarettes, and achieve some form of enlightenment.

Is there room for more than one self-reflective yoga queen in this town?

And if not, how will they duke it out?

Perhaps they could stage a stand-off (or pose-off) on the stage at Hugo House. A series of increasingly difficult poses, to be maintained for at least two minutes each.

By the time they get to the upward-facing two-foot staff pose, we should have our winner.