Poor women, working-class women, Latinas, Asian American women, Native American...– Dr. Sarah Jackson, y’all. Bravo. (via keepyourboehneroutofmyuterus)
Today was the best
Today was actually the best. Today was so great. Loretta Ross. What an amazing woman. I actually don’t remember the last time I felt this good. It was probably after the…no like…during Luke’s stop of the Jazzgressive. That’s a totally different kind of good though. That was a beautiful transcendent love for the people I was with. This is an incredible empowerment....
I don’t know if rape jokes encourage rape culture. I don’t care. You still...– An Addendum, On Rape Jokes. (via transformfeminism)
We Are Not Stupid →
Charles M. Blow on Romney
This essay could be better and my participation in class could have been more engaged, but ya know? Fuck it. It’s Thursday of 5th week. And I have to go bullshit a research proposal. And my radio show was awesome this morning.
Listen to my radio show!
If you’re up from 4:00AM-5:30AM CST listen to my radio show, The Other Friends, on krlx.org! Or if you happen to be in the vicinity of Northfield, MN listen on 88.1FM We play music, read and listen to poetry, talk about our week, respond to listeners’ comments and generally have a good time when we’d all rather be sleeping. Tune in! (FYI That’s 5:00-6:30AM EST,...
So, the African Drum Ensemble
Practices literally 100 feet from my window in between the theater department and my dorm now that it’s finally nice out again. Damn, dem drums are loud.
Two girls are recapping an episode of Grey’s Anatomy from season 2 in the carrel behind me in whispers. I really want to join in. lolololol. [[MORE]] Edit: 1 hour later. “I’m going to write one more paragraph and then leave. Did you finish?” “The paper or the episode?” “Well…” “I just finished the episode. I’m starting...
robotwives asked: I was at CLPP, too! Small world~*~
Apparently two people (maybe more?) from my school (and in two of my classes) went to a Reproductive Justice conference two weekends ago at Hampshire. That’s awesome and great and exciting, But I just miss home so much now.
Thoughts on this weekend
I can’t decide if my essay was any good or not. I mean, I know my conclusion was terrible, but I think the body might have been okay. And the intro was good. But, like, put it all together and make something good? Questionable. I suppose it’s my fault for choosing the most ambiguous play we’ve read so far and choosing to discuss the thing I find the most confusing about it. YA...
Everybody is identical in their secret unspoken belief that way deep down they...– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via honeyforthehomeless)
Is ruining my life. I’m just making shit up.
The feeling of validation upon reading a scholarly criticism of a piece that makes the same argument about it that you did. Oohgrl. Oohgrl yes. Feelin’ better about this paper already. Mm, and these quotes are gonna help. Mm.