Never lose the difference between giving all you have and being all used up.
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Never lose the difference between giving all you have and being all used up.
D. Antoinette Foy (via foymeetsworld)
The Racialized Backlash against Protestors at Smith
Wish I had time to update and resubmit this in light of the recent letter to alumnae quarterly, but I don’t because job. So per a-winding-road's request, here’s an LTE thing i wrote about it all.
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Much of the media coverage surrounding the protests at Smith College, and Lagarde’s subsequent withdrawal, has elided one important truth: the protests were visibly led by people of color. As soon as demonstrations began disgruntled students, faculty and administrators sought to undermine the protests by drawing attention to anger and noise surrounding them, by comparing them to tantrums, and by characterizing them as aggressive and lacking the civility befitting a college environment. Noisy. Angry. Infantile. The race of the protestors matters because these words, far from being random descriptors, are the historical weapons of white supremacy: a caricature-focused narrative that’s been used again and again to subhumanize, deride, and delegitimize people of color when they resist violence and silencing. As a white alum, I know that many of my counterparts within the Smith community and at large don’t realize the supremacist impact of “arguments” that draw on this loaded imagery. They feel logical and weighty precisely because they reproduce a meme: we know the story of subjugation justified by savage behavior deep within our collective bones, and it resonates with those of us who benefit from it even when we don’t explicitly or consciously recognize it in our arguments. But consciously deployed or not, this historically-significant, coded language should be a red flag. Just as it is sexist to delegitimize women who speak up with the language of hysteria, it is racist to delegitimize people of color with the caricature painted by accusations of incivility, noise, and aggression. At the same time as community-members tried, however unwittingly, to silence protesters with racialized language, they insisted that Lagarde deserved a chance to speak. But as one protester commented, “Christine Lagarde did not lose her audience.” As the head of a globally powerful institution, she is not marginalized and her voice is more than protected—speaking both literally and figuratively, she will be handed a microphone wherever she goes. The same cannot be said for people stripped of their rights and sovereignty by the IMF, a non-democratic organization underwritten by western corporations. Who will amplify their voices? As members of the Smith community will know, Lagarde’s selection followed the launch of the college’s Women for the World campaign, which purports to empower women from around the globe. Faced with this bitter irony and a racialized backlash, many students and alums found themselves asking: which women, and for whose world? It pains me to say, but it seems like the answer might be “the most powerful women, for a world subjugated to their economic interests.” There are many feminisms. Though Madame Lagarde certainly represents some of them, she doesn’t represent mine. My feminism is not about breaking down that final barrier which prevents me—white, western, documented—from enjoying the spoils of imperialism, military and corporate, alongside my male counterparts. It isn’t about silencing the disenfranchised so that the ubiquitous narratives of the powerful may go unchallenged. My feminism is about destroying systems of domination, all of them, and it begins with the choice to take a step back from the stage, hand the microphone to the marginalized, and listen.
Jesus was not sent by God to die in order to appease a violent deity, nor did he defeat the powers by dying on the cross. His death was not an atoning sacrifice or a way of bringing a scapegoat mechanism to light. It was a political murder meant to sow terror and to undermine hope. His violent death exposes the domination system as oppressive and violent. His resurrection challenges the ultimate power of the system and invites us to be people of God here and now where oppressive systems remain powerful and must be challenged. Jesus teaches us how to live and shows us the risks of living God’s compassion in an unjust world.
Walter Wink (via lonelyapron)
if you like to use that story.
Chances are the world doesn’t give a fuck about your plan. Chances are the world is gonna serve you up lovely irregardless of your plan….I’m trying to figure out how can I gain enough compassion to like, forgive myself for all the anger I have at failing, forgive myself for all the times I didn’t have the courage to do whatever I felt my standards were…y’know because we’re all human. We’re not perfect. We are going to disappoint. We have been taught that by being intolerant of yourself…that this is somehow going to get more out of you…There’s nothing more heartbreaking than watching someone still try to lay the whip on themselves when there’s no bare piece of flesh that isn’t scarred….And so for me what I’ve discovered is now that my back looks like Passion of the Christ is that, like, I’ve discovered that for me, my thing is just forgiving myself. Because I’m not gonna live up to whatever it is. I will falter and I will die, like all of us, and the courage that is required is not to be awesome. The courage that is required is how to be human.
Junot Diaz (via thenegrotude)
Thank you Smith College for not telling me I wasn’t allowed to host a prospie until after I sat through a whole meeting about hosting and made plans with my other friends who are hosting to hang out with our prospies. Thank you for not writing anywhere on the sign up forms that male identified Smithies can’t host, so that I was looking forward to meeting my prospie. Thank you for making sure I wasn’t told I couldn’t host until I was on the stage with thirty people in line behind me and even more in the auditorium. Thank you for waiting to tell me until I was too vulnerable—literally on stage—to challenge the logic behind your decision. I was really excited thinking about the things I wanted to tell my prospie that my host hadn’t told me. Thanks for treating me and guys like me like the dirty secret smithies can’t find out about until it’s too late. Thank you for assuming I am straight and aggressively sexual. Thank you for not allowing trans men to host but doing nothing about the cis girls and butch girls and BDOCs who can be far more bro than I am. Thank you for upholding gender stereotypes and roles instead of questioning them. Thank you for assuming the only form of masculinity is inherently threatening.
Always say yes to seeing friends
Eat breakfast every day
Recognize that positive change rarely happens overnight
Accept the fuck-ups, but try not to let them happen again
There is a song to remedy every situation on the planet
Appreciate the people in your life
Look for the good in everything
Try new things and try them often
Treat yourself as well as you treat others
"I want to do what I want to do and I’ll fuck with the consequences:" Why Angel Haze is the brave new face of rap.
For almost 18 years you’re taught to sit down, shut up, and raise your hand. Then you have to decide what you’re going to do for the rest of your life.
Lavon Curtis (via spiritualseeker)
The important thing at the Olympic Games is not to win, but to take part, for the essential thing in life is not to conquer, but to struggle well.
Pierre de Coubertin, founder of the modern Olympics Games, who believed that peaceful athletic competition could promote understanding across cultures and contribute to world peace. (via zuky)
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
Hafiz (via tonesandtextures)
lemme see if it was any good
no delete it i look dumb
“as a woman of color, i feel uncomfortable. but not just by all of this. not JUST because they have this woman who promotes classism and oppression. not JUST because arianna huffington doesn’t pay people upfront for their work. but it’s all of these things collectively. it’s the fact that there are these subtle undertones in every single commencement speaker that we have ever had that just encourage us to look at these women who have done fantastic things… but also think, oh wait, they also oppress people to get to the top. and by having these people speak to us, it’s like smith is promoting the fact that it is okay to oppress people who are not wealthy heterosexual, white, liberal cisgendered females. i can never do that. as a woman of color, i will probably never get to the top. when will you ever see a POC speak at smith college’s commencement? probably never. will a WOC ever break the glass ceiling? who knows. there probably is one or two people, but they aren’t as well known as their white counterparts. by not having a WOC or a POC speak at commencement, it’s like saying, “you can’t be a real, successful person after graduation unless you look like this.” and that is not okay. and while these women have done great things, it’s time to have somebody whose undertones of their career isn’t based off of oppressing another group because what kind of inclusivity and respect is that?”
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quiescentdreamer, spilling truth bombs all over the place
Literally, our last WOC commencement speaker was in 2002. That’s TWELVE FUCKING YEARS AGO, people. Come on.
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thank you
I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via fuckinq)
That time #ActivistPickupLines was trending on Twitter…
Gate: How do you define your concept of Quiet?
Kevin Quashie: I try to make a distinction between the way that we commonly use the term “silence”—which is often imagined as something that is withheld or as absence—and the idea of Quiet, which I think of as a quality of being, as a manner of expression. Quiet can describe something that is vibrant—for example, one can say that a song or a novel is quiet. Quiet is a certain quality of being and it is this quality of being I am interested in. I know that silence can be expressive too—one can communicate something by not speaking, or by withholding. But, for me, the difference is the way that Quiet seems to represent a kind of inwardness, the vast feelings and thoughts and desires of one’s inner life; the expressiveness of Quiet is not about suppression or reservation…it is an expressiveness that is interior.
Q&A with Kevin Quashie, associate professor of Afro-American studies