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Lauren Batchelder of Chester N.H. waits for Donald Trump to stop talking after interrupting her and to continue with her question on women’s rights at the No Labels Problem Solver Convention in Manchester N.H. on Monday, October 12, 2015. (Glenn Russell, Burlington Free Press)
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I have a bookmarks folder called “Pep talks and reminders”. It’s a library of things I’ve found on the internet that make me feel okay about being a human.
I’ve seen a few “self care” “master posts” recently (quote marks not used in mockery, but to acknowledge that when you’re using these terms you’re already talking to a specific, perhaps niche, audience). These are a truly great resource!
They are also very instructive and methodical.
Sometimes I feel the pressure to be more like a machine than a person: to be productive, to be logical. Only recently have I begun to come to terms with myself as a messy collection of feelings and viscera; I am often inclined to take step 5 before step 1, and want to find my own way there. I find storytelling more reassuring than bullet points, because I know there is another person behind a story, and I can read it and think “OH THANK GOD I THOUGHT IT WAS JUST ME!” I am learning to celebrate my sensitivity.
Here is a selection of the bookmarks in that folder. Because wisdom does not always announce itself, the lessons contained within don’t necessarily present themselves as lessons; many are heuristic. Perhaps you will find some solace here.
Living by Jenny Holzer
Ask Andrew W.K.: Do You Ever Get Depressed?
Be Your Own Bill Murray
For women who are ‘difficult’ to love | Love Poem for a Man Who Finds Love Difficult | The More Loving One
Limerence
Can Reading Make You Happier? Loneliness and Solitude: A Reading List Cure Your Loneliness. Do the Twist.
On Failure and Success in the Game of Fame
Acceptance is the Answer
Mindfulness and Emotions
Beta Male Misogyny
Laura Marling: “I was like, what the fuck am I doing with my life?”
Every woman should travel alone
Wasting time
Happiness is not normal
The Art of Staying Focused in a Distracting World
A Secret Weapon in Preventing Anxiety and Depression
If you are meditating and a devil appears, make the devil meditate too.
Other Worlds Await You
this is a list, right here
Are There Any Steps To Be Taken To Keep Shit Real?
Jumpers
Has it ever occurred to you that you’re selling yourself short by taking on a series which, by your own admission, is going to be a series primarily designed to entertain?
Can you explain why Marvel thinks that doing hip hop variants is a good idea, when absolutely no announced writers or artists on the new Marvel titles, as of now, are black? Wouldn't correcting the latter be a much better idea than the former?
What does one have to do with the other, really?
Hi Tom! I hope you see this before it goes viral and you tune out the replies. I may be too late.
The short version is here, in Whit Taylor’s “The Fabric of Appropriation.” The long version:
Killer Mike, a rapper I grew up listening to and who Marvel recently paid homage to with the Run the Jewels variant covers, once said, “Closest I’ve ever come to seeing or feeling God is listening to rap music. Rap music is my religion.”
I can relate. A few years ago, I found myself in Tokyo for work. I don’t speak Japanese, but that didn’t stop me and my friends from running wild over the city for a few days. One of my favorite experiences—a cherished experience—was when I ended up in Shibuya looking at shops. I found a streetwear spot that was down some stairs and around the corner. It didn’t look like a streetwear shop from the outside, but the signage and windows had a vibe, so I stepped in.
Inside were a couple customers and two shop workers. I was the only black guy in the room, and it was small, so I shopped quickly and went to check out. The clerks didn’t speak English, but they definitely spoke hip-hop. They saw my shirt, a riff on Nas’s “Illmatic” cover, and we bonded over one of the greatest rap albums of all time, kicking favorite lines back and forth. I paid and left, richer for the experience. We connected because we’re part of the same culture.
I say this not to brag, but to emphasize this: I’m squarely in the target audience for the rap covers you’re homaging, and I know first-hand how incredible rap music actually is.
Rap is worldwide, but rap is black, too. There’s white in there, and where would rap music be without our latin brothers and sisters, but in terms of perception, coding, impact, and legacy: it’s a black art form. Undeniable, like saying “Midnight Marauders is the best A Tribe Called Quest album.” (That’s a rap joke, too.)
One issue with Marvel publishing hip-hop-themed covers in the wake of not hiring black creators is that…a dialogue goes two ways. Axel Alonso said Marvel has been in a long dialogue with rap music, but that isn’t true. It’s a long monologue, from rap to Marvel, with Marvel never really giving back like it should or could. Break the Chain was decades ago, you know? (I did appreciate the Aesop Rock shout-outs in Zeb Wells & Skottie Young’s fantastic New Warriors from way back, however!)
One has to do with the other because of optics. If you don’t employ black creators, and then you purport to celebrate a black art form for profit (and props on hiring a few ferociously talented black artists for the gig!), people are going to ask why that aspect of black culture is worth celebrating but black creatives aren’t worth hiring. I know how many black writers Marvel has hired and allowed to script more than two consecutive issues of a Marvel comic. Do you? Do you know how many black women have gotten to write for Marvel?
Or, more directly: Storm is the highest profile black character in comics. Which is great! But…she’s mostly been written by white men, and a very small fraternity of black men, throughout the decades. Imagine what a black woman could bring to the character. Shouldn’t a black lady get a chance at bat? I grew up on Alison Sealy-Smith, and I’ve got a soft spot for Halle, but there’s a gap there.
Back to optics: you can’t celebrate and profit off something without also including the group that you’re profiting off the back of. Marvel has made a lot of money off brown faces. A portion of X-Men’s juice is from the struggle for civil rights, and we all know what the phrase “black Spider-Man” has done for the perception of your company. (He’s Puerto Rican too, tho.) So to see Marvel continue to profit off something very dear to black people without actually giving black people a seat at the table…I was going to say it “stings,” but in actuality it sucks. It makes Marvel look clueless and it makes black people wonder why they bother with your comics.
Whit Taylor’s “The Fabric of Appropriation” went up this week. It’s a measured look at cultural appropriation, both why it happens and how. Her last point (which I’m going to spoil, forgive me) is that “maybe it’s not so much about who has control over a design, but whether the people it originates from feel in control of their identities.”
With these hip-hop covers? You’re in our house. (“Whose house?”) These albums changed lives, provided the soundtrack to our youth, or maybe just sounded really nice with the bass cranked and the treble at half on the EQ. To claim you’re paying homage (for profit, with no-doubt rare variant covers to be sold at a mark-up to an audience that often does not include the people these albums were created by) while simultaneously not being willing to hire the people who could bring those concepts to your comics in an authentic fashion…the optics are bad, man.
Jay-Z once said, “I came back and it’s plain, y'all niggas ain’t rappin the same. Fuck the flow, y'all jackin our slang. I seen the same shit happen to Kane.” He was talking about biters, aka shark biters, aka culture vultures, aka cultural appropriators.
If you’re going to homage hip-hop, do it in the best way possible: keep it real and put some people of color behind the pages in addition to on them.
“Protons Electrons Always Cause Explosions.” Thus spake the RZA, whose favorite Marvel superhero is the Silver Surfer.
Peace.
Maya Angelou (April 4, 1928 - May 28, 2014)
INTERVIEWER
James Baldwin… said that “when you’re writing you’re trying to find out something you didn’t know.” When you write do you search for something that you didn’t know about yourself or about us?
ANGELOU
Yes. When I’m writing, I am trying to find out who I am, who we are, what we’re capable of, how we feel, how we lose and stand up, and go on from darkness into darkness. I’m trying for that. But I’m also trying for the language. I’m trying to see how it can really sound. I really love language. I love it for what it does for us, how it allows us to explain the pain and the glory, the nuances and the delicacies of our existence. And then it allows us to laugh, allows us to show wit. Real wit is shown in language. We need language.
More about the life and works of Maya Angelou
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The world is teeming with strangers Which may be quite distressing But only a tiny percentage of them will ever be your friend This poem is depressing
ryannorth, this date last year - ‘A poem!’ (via scrapvehicle)
haha I forgot I wrote this
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‘Cause people seem to only post the 20-something Audrey Hepburn.
Audrey Hepburn was the granddaughter of a baron, the daughter of a nazi sympathizer, spent her teens doing ballet to secretly raise money for the dutch resistance against the nazis, and spent her post-film career as a goodwill ambassador of UNICEF, winning the presidential medal of freedom for her efforts.
…and history remembers her as pretty.
AND HISTORY REMEMBERS HER AS PRETTY
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this is the first time I have ever seen a picture of her older than 20 and I think that’s scary
I think she looks more beautiful here than she’s ever….. so much wisdom and love in her eyes
Wow I didnt know any of that. How cool!
All this technology is making us antisocial. [via]
A little boy is dwarfed by a supersized cabbage in Matanuska Valley, Alaska, July 1959. Photograph by Thomas J. Abercrombie, National Geographic
Funny or Die’s GTA V review.
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Tipping, as we use it in America, allows our culture to perpetuate the meme that women aren’t themselves sexual, but only pretend to like sex in order to make money — because a woman who isn’t sexual would never cuckold her man.
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What is Neorealism?
Dissection of two different versions that were produced of the “same movie," the Hollywood version and the Italian neorealist version. Missed this if it went around before, but really enjoyed this very much…
An article on Monday about a recall election facing Colorado lawmakers who supported gun-control legislation referred incorrectly to one of the Republican challengers expected to face John Morse, the State Senate president, on the ballot. The candidate, Bernie Herpin, is a former city councilman, not an author of erotic novels.
As corrections go… (via katherinestasaph)
Dennis Farina’s "e.g. i.e." scene from Get Shorty. Oh man, I think that last line all the time because i’m constantly having to pull out e.g. or i.e. at work, but I forgot where it came from; I forgot that was Farina. (c/o-ish Grantland). Love that bit…
Now how to use this in a grammar lesson...
