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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Another @merjensenarts original (of me! 😬) for her #drawyourgirlfriends series. She says "jenna collins...justice is blind but she likes comfort and sparkling wine." I feel like no one has ever captured my essence more thoroughly (at South Philadelphia)
Twitter users rewrote ‘Goodnight Moon’ for Trump’s America
I’m laughing and crying and screaming all at the same time...thats just gonna be the next four years right???
No, but seriously; Thanks Obama
Over the last few days, weeks, and months many people have said many more thoughtful things about Barack Obama and his presidency than I will certainly be able to. Here are just two that I have really really loved. If you want to read real writers writing about President Obama, I would highly recommend them. This is more my own personal thank you.
I often jokingly called him Barry Obams, I heard Tracy Morgan do it once on 30 Rock, and I wondered if people would let me get away with it. I stopped (mostly) when my boyfriend (before he was my boyfriend) looked at me, shocked by my pronouncement and asked if I thought it was a touch disrespectful. See, the thing is that I have tremendous respect for President Obama. I cried in 2008, like many others did, the night he was elected our first black president. I was turning 23 the next day, and I hoped that my 24th year was being ushered in by the kind of hopeful change tha thet young senator from Illinois had been promising all throughout the campaign.
See, I had lived through the Bush years, the wars, the economy, the whole thing. But there in 2008, my first year at President Obama’s alma mater, a mixed kid raised by a white mom couldn’t help but feel something when sitting in Harvard Law School’s hallowed halls and hearing the excited talk about another mixed kid raised by a white mom who had sat in the same classrooms becoming president.
I’m not going to pretend that his presidency was perfect because it wasn’t. There were glaring issues. I’m looking at you drones, surveillance state, deportations, and treatment of native peoples…just to name a few. There were low lows, but there were also high highs. Remember that time he named Sonia Sotomayer to the Supreme Court or anytime ever in the whole 8 years that Michelle Obama did anything. “Don’t Ask Don’t Tell Ended” and his administration refused to defend an unequal and homophobic law like DOMA. There was also the time that he told insurance companies that being a woman was not a fucking pre-existing condition, or the time he let a little black boy touch his hair to see if it felt the same as his. I will admit that the famous photo of that moment makes me tear up every single time I think about it.
I lived through the Clinton presidency too. Those years gave me less to be excited about. Those years saw entitlements gutted and the rise of such racist rhetoric as “welfare queen” & “super predator”. I’ll admit they were better for a young liberal kid than the Bush years and almost assuredly were better than the Trump years will be, but looking back, there are a lot of mixed feelings. Honestly, more bad than good, 60/40 maybe.
My boyfriend and I joke about how black communities will refer to “our children” and “our community”. I’ll often tease him that they are “our children” not his children. I think it is hard as person of color not to feel a little like Barack Obama is “our president”. I mean sure he was the President of the United States of America, and that makes him everybody’s president, but he is the only president with hair that might feel like my dad’s hair. His daughters look like my sisters when they were young. His son, if he had one, would have looked like Trayvon Martin, or my dad in his youth, or my half-brother when he was younger, or what my kids will maybe look like some day. So, thank you Michelle Obama, thank you Obama daughters, and truly from the bottom of my heart: Thanks Obama, for everything.
"Cuz Christmas, it makes way for spring!🎄🌻 I dare say, one of our best christmases ever! #illbehomeforchristmas #theresnoplacelikehomefortheholidays #christmasincleveland #myfamilyisthebest (at Cleveland, Ohio)
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!!!!
I know shared misery isn’t ideal, but the fact that Kim and Kanye are also having a tough end of 2016 is making me feel like we’re all in this together?
The actual worst year...
Leslie Knope is never not relevant
Parks & Rec knows everything...
GUYS I HOPE YOU VOTED, I SURE DID!
This is me right now and for the last week...
My tumblr hiatus was becuase I was waiting for this moment, now and always
Sigh...still wouldn’t include any daughters o’ mine...
In they'd come, integers; out they came, squared.
Fates & Furies, Lauren Groff
“You are a nice person, and you’re also full of anger. You’re a walking tangle of contradictions. That’s okay. Most of us are like that. Women, most of all. How could we not be? People want us to be sexy warriors who roll over and play dead on command. They want us to be flirty burlesque dancers in burkas, aggressive conquistadors with cookies in the oven, Dorothy Parker meets Dorothy Gale, Sandra Bernhard meets Sandra Dee, Kristen Stewart meets Martha Stewart.”
–Heather Havrilesky, How To Be a Person in the World
Feelin this one today
Also: this!
Now that the victory hangover has waned I can finally appropriately celebrate the best June ever of all the Junes because first I find out that the love of my love bought me tickets to the Formation tour and then after 52 years as losers, Lebron James, Kyrie Irving, and the whole crew won the NBA championship on sunday! I laughed, I cried, I danced in the street, I drank that last ill-advised tequila shot, I spent the day after out of commission on the couch, and I REGRET NOTHING!!!
