ENOLA HOLMES (2020)

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ENOLA HOLMES (2020)
Thank you. For all that you did, thank you. And for all the future generations you will continue to inspire, you will not be forgotten. We will continue fighting the good fight in your memory. We will make you proud. We will vote. Rest In Justice.
How Horror Helps With Processing Grief and Trauma, S.F. Whitaker
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I think in this case, “statue removal” should mean “return the Black Hills mountain range to the Lakota and let them decide what to do about the nonsense marring the face of Six Grandfathers” rather than causing any further damage to a desecrated holy site
Or you could contribute to the Crazy Horse Memorial, carried out by the family of the man who carved Mt. Rushmore to give back to the native american peoples. Their mission is also:
Continuing the progress on the world’s largest sculptural undertaking by carving a Memorial of Lakota leader Crazy Horse;
Providing educational and cultural programming to encourage harmony and reconciliation among all people and nations;
Acting as a repository for Native American artifacts, arts and crafts through THE INDIAN MUSEUM OF NORTH AMERICA® and THE NATIVE AMERICAN EDUCATIONAL AND CULTURAL CENTER®;
Establishing and operating THE INDIAN UNIVERSITY OF NORTH AMERICA®, and when practical, a medical training center for American Indians.
https://crazyhorsememorial.org/story/the-mountain
The Crazy Horse memorial was the single coolest thing I saw in South Dakota.
CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS
CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS
CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS
CONTACT YOUR ELECTED OFFICIALS
When your the lead heroine in a classic literature novel and someone proposes to you:
It’s okay to be annoyed at social distancing. It’s okay to be disappointed your favorite event was canceled or frustrated with online classes or online work. It’s okay, feel the way you’re feeling, we need room for that.
But remember, herd action is a powerful thing, we aren’t doing this for just you or me or one single person. We’re doing this for the elderly and immunecompromised, we’re doing this for the health care professionals so they don’t get too overwhelmed. We’re doing this for more than just ourselves. This is collective action at work.
And it is the group that lifts that barn when no one person can
it is the group that takes turns talking to the man down during the worst day of his life
it’s the group that gets out the wet wipes and quietly takes down hate symbols
and we don’t do that for ourselves. We do that because there is a love for strangers, a love for people we don’t know, and a dedication to others that is more than just “me” and “survive” and us vs them.
It is easy to feel alone in these times when we are literally meant to be alone, but this too is a means of care, this too is an act of love. And I think, I really do, I think that’s worth holding onto.
ultimately i think kindness is the most radical thing you can do with your pain and your anger. it’s like, you take everything awful that’s ever been done to you, and you throw it back in the world’s teeth, and you say no, fuck you, i’m not going to take this. you say this is unacceptable. you say that shit stops with me.
humans are fucking terrible and this awful world we live in will fucking kill you but if you are kind, if you are brave and clever and try really hard, you can defy it. you can impose on this bleak and monstrous structure something beautiful. even if it’s temporary. even if it doesn’t heal anything inside you that’s been hurt.
i’m gonna sleep and i’m gonna wake up and i swear by everything in this deadly horrible universe i’m gonna make someone happy.
i’ve seen a number of comments and tags where people feel that they must swallow or repress their anger in order to engage in kindness. that is not at all what i am recommending here. radical kindness is an expression of anger. it is not passive. it is not repressive. it does not require you, in any way, to forgive those that have fucked you up. it does not require you to be quiet.
it just requires that you be kind. viciously. vengefully. you fight back. you plant flowers. give to charity. play games. pet someone’s dog. scream into the dark. paint and write and dance, tell jokes, sing songs, bake cookies. you have been hurt and you don’t have to deny that hurt. you just have to recognize it in other people, and take their hand, and say: no more. enough. fuck this. no more.
have a cookie.
i will say this again: we are all going to die. the universe is enormous and almost entirely empty. to be kind to each other is the most incredible act of defiance against the dark that i can imagine.
i will say this again: we are all going to die. the universe is enormous and almost entirely empty. to be kind to each other is the most incredible act of defiance against the dark that i can imagine.
1. The universe is indifferent. We ought not be.
2. A good quote: There are two kinds of people. Those who think, “I don’t want anyone to suffer like I did.” And those who think, “I suffered; why shouldn’t they?”
3. Two good quotes by Kurt Vonnegut: “Hello babies. Welcome to Earth. It’s hot in the summer and cold in the winter. It’s round and wet and crowded. On the outside, babies, you’ve got a hundred years here. There’s only one rule that I know of, babies-“God damn it, you’ve got to be kind.”
And: “Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.”
Another good quote:
“I. THIS IS NOT A GAME.
II. HERE AND NOW, WE ARE ALIVE.”
You can be kind and fuel it with rage. You can be kind and fuel it with a bitter twist, or you can be kind and fuel your kindness with righteous anger, or you can be kind and fuel it with love or spite or ecstatic joy. And no matter what your fuel is, you still can make kindness happen in the world so that people can warm themselves by it.
Kindness isn’t an emotion, kids. That’s the thing. Kindness is action. Kindness is choosing to take your emotions and channel them towards doing the most good where you can; to choose the targets of your actions carefully; to spread a little joy behind you, when you have a little to spare.
Kindness can mean a gentle word or a shouted imperative. It can be a warm meal or a gentle hug or a clean death. Kindness can manifest in many ways, and not all of them are one hundred percent nice. The kind thing to do may be doing nothing at all.
But kindness is, above all else, an action. We are imperfect humans, and we cannot control our emotions–but we can control what we do as a result. We can control the actions that our emotions and experiences propel us to perform.
The darkness is nothing but the absence of light, you know. It is endless and nihilistic and all enveloping. A lit candle has no hope against it.
But if enough of us light small candles and little matches behind us as we walk through this wide, uncaring universe, we can light up that sky. We can take an empty world and we can fill it with each other.
That’s how we can take the bones of an empty universe and forge a warm hearth fire humanity can use to keep back the night.
But kindness is, above all else, an action. We are imperfect humans, and we cannot control our emotions–but we can control what we do as a result. We can control the actions that our emotions and experiences propel us to perform.
I’m also a fan of Camus:
“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there’s something stronger – something better, pushing right back.”
“There are three ways to ultimate success. The first way is to be kind. The second way is to be kind. The third way is to be kind.” — Fred Rogers
“Any man can be kind when he is comfortable. I’d always thought kindness a trivial virtue therefore. But when we were hungry, thirsty, sick, frightened, with our deaths shouting at us, in the heart of horror, you were still as unfailingly courteous as a gentleman at his ease before his own hearth.’ ‘Events may be horrible or inescapable. Men have always a choice - if not whether, then how they may endure.’ ― Lois McMaster Bujold, The Curse of Chalion
Watch: This 92-year-old World War II pilot owned the skies in her old spitfire plane
Damned good show.
The absolutely best and slightly choked-up bit for me:
“Okay, Joy, when you’re ready - you have control…”
RIP Joy Lofthouse, 14/2/1923 – 15/11/2017, aged 94.
Also RIP Mary Ellis, 2/21917 – 24/7/2018, aged 101.
(At the end of the video, when Joy mentioned the business of radios - Air Transport Auxiliary delivered planes that were “factory-bare” with none of their service equipment in place. No radios - and no guns either, so encountering an enemy intruder aircraft would have been… Exciting.)
Back in the 1950s, when every domestic scandal and nightmare, political or familial, wasn't the subject of a television show, the library was my peephole into the mysteries of the adult universe. The key question, when it came to interpreting the world back then, was this: Would the librarian...
“We will let Ophelia and the others stay with us and we will be firm but kind. We will wait for America to wake up and deal with its Ophelias directly, deliberately, and compassionately. In the meantime, our patrons will continue to complain about her and the others who seek shelter with us. Yes, we know, we say to them; we hear you loud and clear. Be patient, please, we are doing the best we can. Are you?“
Dear bird-boned boy with the stars in his lungs: are they looking? Do they love you? Do they know how far you’ve come? Boy with the sky for a home who met the dirt like a strong left hook. Raging Icarus, too close to the sun— he lit the fires and burnt his own wings to the ground. Now, he wears his clipped feathers in a noose around his neck, because he knows what it is to be the center of attention at the hanging. He knows a grave when it doesn’t look like one, but who buries the hatchet and who buries the bodies? And who says they’re not the same thing, these days. What he doesn’t know is that a body can be so full of blood; doesn’t know that he can give so much and still have so much left to pay for. Open-veined repentance but no one wants to die alone. Boy dressed up like a man, hanging on to the wrong side of hopeful, plucking butterfly wings because how dare they, because once upon a time he had that kind of softness, too and he lost it. He started sleeping with a knife, when he started sleeping with a gun, when the bad dreams wore his face and crowed into his sleep to spit guilt that looked more like the dead. They didn’t warn him which habits he wouldn’t be able to quit, and if killing is an addiction, baby, this is it, this is it, this is it. So, bird-boned boy— bad-blooded Icarus boy— A riddle. What do you call the monsters who’ve made a living off your bones? By their names, sweetheart. Can you hear the howling? They’ve hitchhiked your hunger, your body— they’re walking the ghost of you home.
BAD-BOY ICARUS, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
(I AM REPOSTING THIS BECAUSE I LOVE HALLOWEEENNNNN FINALLY THAT TIME OF THE YEAR
The funny thing is that the town of Halloween celebrates Halloween year long so…
Again
IT’S THE MIDDLE OF JULY WHO PUT THIS ON MY DASH
I did!!
ITS TIME TO GET SPOOKY
WE DON’T EVEN CELEBRATE HALLOWEEN HERE WHY IS THIS ON MY DASH?!
(I mean, it’s glorious but it’s fucking August you guys…)
WHO GIVES A SHIT?? HALOWEEN!!!!
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This book has given me so much to think about.
Be careful in the world of men, Diana. They do not deserve you. // It’s not about deserve. It’s about what you believe. And I believe in love. Wonder Woman (2017) dir. Patty Jenkins
Most people don’t notice I’m polite, which is sort of the point. I don’t look polite. I am big and droopy and need a haircut. No soul would associate me with watercress sandwiches. Still, every year…
“People silently struggle from all kinds of terrible things. They suffer from depression, ambition, substance abuse, and pretension. They suffer from family tragedy, Ivy-League educations, and self-loathing. They suffer from failing marriages, physical pain, and publishing. The good thing about politeness is that you can treat these people exactly the same. And then wait to see what happens. You don’t have to have an opinion. You don’t need to make a judgment. I know that doesn’t sound like liberation, because we live and work in an opinion-based economy. But it is. Not having an opinion means not having an obligation. And not being obligated is one of the sweetest of life’s riches.”
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