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“YOUR VOTE WAS A HATE CRIME” graffitied on the monument to Jefferson Davis in Richmond, Virginia.Â
(Steve Helber/AP)
parents don’t realize how much they fuck their kids self esteem up just with simple shit like not paying attention when they speak, or telling them to stop being goofy. like let your kid be them. everybody already gon give em a hard time, why they gotta get that from they parents?
Free PDF Books on race, gender, sexuality, class, and culture
Found from various places online:
The Pedagogy of the Oppressed by Paulo Freire
Angela Y. Davis - Are Prisons Obsolete?
Angela Y. Davis - Race, Women, and Class
The Communist Manifesto - Marx and Engels
Sister Outsider: Essays and Speeches by Audre Lorde (link updated 1/14)
Three Guineas by Virginia Woolf
Critical Race Theory: An Introduction by Richard Delgado and Jean Stefancic (link updated 1/14)Â
The Black Image in the White Mind: Media and Race in America- Robert M. Entman and Andrew Rojecki (link updated 1/14)Â
Ain’t I a Woman: Black Women and Feminism - bell hooks (link updated 1/14)Â
Feminism is for Everybody - bell hooks (link updated 1/14)Â
Faces at the Bottom of the Well - Derrick Bell
I am Your Sister - Audre Lorde (link updated 1/14)
Black Feminist Thought-Patricia Hill Collins (updated 1/14)Â
Gender Trouble - Judith Butler
Four books by Frantz Fanon
Their Eyes Were Watching God - Zora Neale Hurston
Medical Apartheid - Harriet Washington
Fear of a Queer Planet: Queer Politics and Social Theory - edited by Michael Warner
Colonialism/Postcolonialism - Ania Loomba (updated 1/14)
Discipline and Punish - Michel Foucault
The Gloria Anzaldua Reader
Capitalist Realism: Is There No Alternative? by Mark Fisher
This Bridge Called by Back: Writings by Radical Women of Color by CherrĂe Moraga & Gloria AnzaldĂşa
What is Cultural Studies? - John Storey (updated 1/14)
Cultural Theory and Popular Culture - John Storey (updated 1/14)
The Disability Studies Reader (updated 1/14)
Michel Foucault - Interviews and Other Writings
Michel Foucault - The History of Sexuality, Vol. 1, Vol. 2, Vol. 3
Michel Foucault - The Archeology of Knowledge
 This blog also has a lot more.
(Sorry they aren’t organized very well.)
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I read in the paper that my brothers are being thrown from rooftops blindfolded with their hands tied behind their backs for violating sharia law. I heard the crowds stone these fallen men if they move after they hit the ground. I heard it’s in the name of God. I heard my pastor speak for God too, quoting scripture from his book. Words like abomination popped off my skin like hot grease as he went on to describe a lake of fire that God wanted me in. I heard on the news that the aftermath of a hate crime left piles of bodies on a dance floor this month. I heard the gunman feigned dead among all the people he killed. I heard the news say he was one of us. I was six years old when I heard my dad call our transgender waitress a faggot as he dragged me out a neighborhood diner saying we wouldn’t be served because she was dirty. That was the last afternoon I saw my father and the first time I heard that word, I think, although it wouldn’t shock me if it wasn’t. Many hate us and wish we didn’t exist. Many are annoyed by our wanting to be married like everyone else or use the correct restroom like everyone else. Many don’t see anything wrong with passing down the same old values that send thousands of kids into suicidal depression each year. So we say pride and we express love for who and what we are. Because who else will in earnest? I daydream on the idea that maybe all this barbarism and all these transgressions against ourselves is an equal and opposite reaction to something better happening in this world, some great swelling wave of openness and wakefulness out here. Reality by comparison looks grey, as in neither black nor white but also bleak. We are all God’s children, I heard. I left my siblings out of it and spoke with my maker directly and I think he sounds a lot like myself. If I being myself were more awesome at being detached from my own story in a way I being myself never could be. I wanna know what others hear, I’m scared to know but I wanna know what everyone hears when they talk to God. Do the insane hear the voice distorted? Do the indoctrinated hear another voice entirely?
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The art installation Pulse & Bloom, the Burning Man 2014 “Caravansary” arts and music festival in the Black Rock Desert of Nevada
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Never discredit your gut instinct. You’re not being paranoid. Your body can pick up vibrations, some better than others, and if something deep inside you says something’s not right about a person or situation, trust it and keep it pushing.Â
I wish I could show you when you are lonely or in darkness the astonishing light of your own being.
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Over coffee with my mom this morning: “Sometimes we hesitate to invite people into our life because we feel like our space isn’t good enough yet. things are a little messy, or our place settings don’t match, or our situation isn’t quite what we want it to be. don’t let that stop you. invite people in anyway.”
Until you get comfortable with being alone, you’ll never know if you’re choosing someone out of love or loneliness.
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Red spring by Zeki Seferoglu
It’s okay to not be okay sometimes. Remember that.
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