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Do you plan to marry and have a family?” the question came from one of the four male doctors simultaneously interviewing me for admission to Cornell Medical School. "Yes. I hope to." "So how will you balance being a doctor and having a family?" The question, of course, was meant to be rhetorical. "Do you have a family?" I asked. My behavior was completely irrational under the circumstances, but I had decided to set him up for the kill. "Yes" "Then you tell me. How do you balance the two?" A nice snotty answer, exactly the wrong tone for a medical school interview, but I couldn’t help myself. I’ve just blown my chances of ever being admitted here, I thought, and yet I couldn’t seem to find it in myself to feel regretful.
City of One, by Francine Cournos
(if you ever want a really well-written, in-depth look at foster families and dysfunction, please read this book)
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“One needs only to be reminded of those recent incidents of racial profiling—for instance, when two black youths were accosted by the police for legally and soundly buying fashion goods at a prestigious department store—to realize that any claim of ‘blackness’ being in fashion is based more on gimmicks and fads than any true solidarity or understanding of the black experience.
Personally, I feel uncomfortable with what it is that is considered ‘blackness’ in America. When Miley Cyrus acts sloppy, vulgar, and idiotic on national television and is then accused of copying ‘black culture’ by the media, I realize there is a much bigger problem at hand: it would seem that being black is synonymous with a kind of overconfidence that is empowered by its defiance of a lack of education and sophistication; it’s synonymous with anti-intellectualism and a lack of self-respect. If you look at the history of black people in the United States, at all their struggles and achievements, it is extremely sad to think what’s now defined as ‘blackness’—it’s amply sugarcoated with post-modern irony and easily swallowed despite being no less bitter than the minstrels and blackface from the days of the Ku Klux Klan and Jim Crow.” -Jeremy Lewis, founder/editor of Garmento Magazine (x)
The song “Digital Witness” encapsulates this idea that we’ve become very dependent on other people. And by other people, I don’t mean in the flesh; I mean a million digital eyes validating our experience. [x]
Jon Snow wearing a shirt with Robb Stark on it.
cannot handle this.
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If we really saw war, what war does to young minds and bodies, it would be impossible to embrace the myth of war. If we had to stand over the mangled corpses of schoolchildren killed in Afghanistan and listen to the wails of their parents, we would not be able to repeat clichés we use to justify war. This is why war is carefully sanitized. This is why we are given war’s perverse and dark thrill but are spared from seeing war’s consequences. The mythic visions of war keep it heroic and entertaining… The wounded, the crippled, and the dead are, in this great charade, swiftly carted offstage. They are war’s refuse. We do not see them. We do not hear them. They are doomed, like wandering spirits, to float around the edges of our consciousness, ignored, even reviled. The message they tell is too painful for us to hear. We prefer to celebrate ourselves and our nation by imbibing the myths of glory, honor, patriotism, and heroism, words that in combat become empty and meaningless.
Chris Hedges (via wakethesheeple)
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Mariah Carey Ft. Miguel-Beautiful
“I guess one of the quirky things I do is I turtle, I guess you could call it. I stick my head in my shoulder pads five, ten minutes before we go out and for me it just kinda feels like, you know, it kinda shuts everything out, whether it’s music playing or guys are talking. I just go in there and it’s a little quieter and I can focus.”