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toxic mothers are wild they'll really be like "I never said that" like ma'am yes you did cause it's been ingrained in my head since I was twelve
isn't it insane though how schizophrenic people are viewed as violent and dangerous by the majority of society when in reality schizophrenic people are nearly 14 times more likely to be on the receiving end of violence than to be the perpetrators...
schizophrenic person: makes a post trying to raise awareness about the disproportionate abuse and harmful stereotypes schizophrenic people face
yall: "yeah im not gonna reblog this they used the word ins*ne which is so problematic ://"
im so ready for like a week straight of conservative pundits pretending to be barbz
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Summer has already gone so it may be too late to tell an horror story
My sofa has mold on it and now my bed broke, all the while I'm unemployed and barely scrape by, I'm gonna cry
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what does the revolution must not be televised mean?
He just casually gave us like 20 gems. It’s the graceful intent of black poets that keeps oral history of our people going.
[Transcript:
Well, you know, the—the—the catch phrase, what that was all about, “the revolution will not be televised,” that was about the fact that the first change that takes place is in your mind. You have to change your mind before you change the way you live and the way you move. So when we said that the revolution will not be televised, we were saying that like… that—that—that the thing that’s going to change people… is something that no one will ever be able to capture on film. It will just be something that you see and all of a sudden you realise, “I’m on the wrong page,” or “I’m on the right page but I’m on the wrong note. And I’ve got to get in sync with everyone else to understand what is happening in this country.” But I think that the Black Americans have been the—the only real die-hard Americans here, because we’re the only ones who… who carried the process through the process, that everyone else has to sort of like… skip stages. We’re the ones who marched, we’re the ones who carried the bible, we’re the ones who carried the flag, we’re the ones who tried to go through the courts, and—and—and being born American didn't—didn’t seem to matter. Because we were born Americans but we still had to fight for what we were looking for. And we still had to go through those challenges and those processes.]
Lost amidst all the sentimental 9/11 tributes, Abu Zubaydah remains, after almost twenty years of unimaginable torture, imprisoned without charge in Guantanamo Bay. Despite having had no involvement in the attacks, the US is committed to keeping Abu Zubaydah trapped there until he simply dies - so important is it that he not be released and risk exposing the full, nightmarish extent of the rendition and torture programmes operated against him and hundreds of others. American comfort and apathy has been purchased with their blood.
Fog oasis. Rare desert plants. “Riparian consciousness.” Caretaking of dry forests. Specialized fog-capturing tree roots in sand dunes, where up to 40% of local plants are endemic. Ancient forest of Usaca. Earth’s driest (non-polar) desert. “The south coast of Peru is a hyperarid environment in which both people and plants are dependent on sporadic and unpredictable sources of water, but also,crucially where both depend intimately on each other. […] Nazca is now famous for the giant geoglyphs […]. Yet, Nazca’s fame by virtue of this […] ritual [desert] space is somewhat ironic, since the people who made the Lines actually lived, farmed and foraged within the riparian dry forests, of which there are few remaining traces on the south coast today […].
Examples of endemic plants on south coast Peru. A Ambrosia dentata ; B Cleistocactus acanthurus ; C Krameria lappacea *; D Haageocereus pseudomelanostele ; E Tecoma fulva subsp guarume ; F Alstroemeria aff. violacea ; G Evolvulus lanatus ; H Cistanthe paniculata . *also known from arid N. Argentina, Bolivia and Chile.
The Huarango geoglyph of the Nazca lines (DRAWN BY O. Q. WHALEY) and the ancient forest of Usaca.
[Tree roots which capture moisture from fog, many litres collected each night.]
The dry forest of the Peruvian south coast has undergone an almost total process of deforestation. […] Indigenous communities still hold […] traditional knowledge. Relicts of natural vegetation, traditional agriculture and agrobiodiversity continue to sustain [the] ecosystem […]. These problems are particularly acute in the dry forests of arid areas […]. The south coast of Peru is part of the Pacific coastal belt, which is one of the world’s oldest and driest areas known as the Peru Chile Desert. Its climate is hyper-arid, with an average annual precipitation of only 0.3 mm per year [driest non-polar desert on the planet]. […] Equally important, as a source of moisture for plants,is coastal fog (‘garua’) occurring from June to December. These water sources support a surprisingly rich, highly adapted flora and fauna, including habitats with high endemism in quebradas (inter-Andean valleys) and lomas (fog meadow) […]. In individual lomas communities, plant endemism at species level often exceeds 40% […].
The project studies we present here increased the total Ica coastal flora (below 1500 m) from around 180 […] to over 480 species […]. We expect that total to rise to over 530 species because of the highly ephemeral nature of isolated and disparate plant communities […]. Of this total number, around 29% appear to be endemic to Peru and Southern coastal Ecuador, and about 10%endemic to Ica and Southern Peru […].
The riparian oases and associated lomas, quebradas and marine habitats of the south coast have supported a trajectory of human settlement and adaptation which spans the Holocene. Thus, the ancient human interaction with the environment is universally evident in the historical ecology of the region […].
Huarangos of Ica can reach huge sizes — this tree is unique but today nearly dead due to insect plagues, many veteran specimens have now been converted to charcoal (2001).
We measured the quantity of atmospheric moisture captured by a small tree (three metres in height with a crown width of four metres) at up to nine litres per night. Through excavation under huarango canopies in sand dunes in fog areas, we found that the buried branches develop a fine matrix of superficial adventitious roots, presumably to capture this surface moisture. Areas of heavy nightly fog are indicated by the presence of epiphytic Tillandsia species (including T. purpurea Ruiz. & Pav.) growing in huarango, and at higher elevation in Cacti.
Vegetation types in Ica. A Prosopis dry forest (2001); B Riparian oasis dry forest (2005); C Prosopis dune forest (windy zone) (2002); D Cactus scrub forest (2008); E Acequia and huerta vegetation (2002); F Lomas (2001); G Tamarix aphylla invasion (2009); H Marshy spring or ‘ Puquio ’ (2005).
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All photos, captions, and text [except heading] from: Oliver Whaley, David G. Beresford-Jones, William Milliken, Alfonso Orellano-Garcia, Anna Smyk, and Joaquin Leguia. “An ecosystem approach to restoration and sustainable management of dry forest in southern Peru.” Kew Bulletin. December 2010.
my night manager (who is a gay man) and i sometimes sit down and exchange stories and tidbits about our sexuality and our experiences in the queer cultural enclave. and tonight he and i were talking about the AIDS epidemic. he’s about 50 years old. talking to him about it really hit me hard. like, at one point i commented, “yeah, i’ve heard that every gay person who lived through the epidemic knew at least 2 or 3 people who died,” and he was like “2 or 3? if you went to any bar in manhattan from 1980 to 1990, you knew at least two or three dozen. and if you worked at gay men’s health crisis, you knew hundreds.” and he just listed off so many of his friends who died from it, people who he knew personally and for years. and he even said he has no idea how he made it out alive.
it was really interesting because he said before the aids epidemic, being gay was almost cool. like, it was really becoming accepted. but aids forced everyone back in the closet. it destroyed friendships, relationships, so many cultural centers closed down over it. it basically obliterated all of the progress that queer people had made in the past 50 years.
and like, it’s weird to me, and what i brought to the conversation (i really couldn’t say much though, i was speechless mostly) was like, it’s so weird to me that there’s no continuity in our history? like, aids literally destroyed an entire generation of queer people and our culture. and when you think about it, we are really the first generation of queer people after the aids epidemic. but like, when does anyone our age (16-28 i guess?) ever really talk about aids in terms of the history of queer people? like it’s almost totally forgotten. but it was so huge. imagine that. like, dozens of your friends just dropping dead around you, and you had no idea why, no idea how, and no idea if you would be the next person to die. and it wasn’t a quick death. you would waste away for months and become emaciated and then, eventually, die. and i know it’s kinda sophomoric to suggest this, but like, imagine that happening today with blogs and the internet? like people would just disappear off your tumblr, facebook, instagram, etc. and eventually you’d find out from someone “oh yeah, they and four of their friends died from aids.”
so idk. it was really moving to hear it from someone who experienced it firsthand. and that’s the outrageous thing - every queer person you meet over the age of, what, 40? has a story to tell about aids. every time you see a queer person over the age of 40, you know they had friends who died of aids. so idk, i feel like we as the first generation of queer people coming out of the epidemic really have a responsibility to do justice to the history of aids, and we haven’t been doing a very good job of it.
Younger than 40.
I’m 36. I came out in 1995, 20 years ago. My girlfriend and I started volunteering at the local AIDS support agency, basically just to meet gay adults and meet people who maybe had it together a little better than our classmates. The antiretrovirals were out by then, but all they were doing yet was slowing things down. AIDS was still a death sentence.
The agency had a bunch of different services, and we did a lot of things helping out there, from bagging up canned goods from a food drive to sorting condoms by expiration date to peer safer sex education. But we both sewed, so… we both ended up helping people with Quilt panels for their beloved dead.
Do the young queers coming up know about the Quilt? If you want history, my darlings, there it is. They started it in 1985. When someone died, his loved ones would get together and make a quilt panel, 3’x6’, the size of a grave. They were works of art, many of them. Even the simplest, just pieces of fabric with messages of loved scrawled in permanent ink, were so beautiful and so sad.
They sewed them together in groups of 8 to form a panel. By the 90s, huge chunks of it were traveling the country all the time. They’d get an exhibition hall or a gym or park or whatever in your area, and lay out the blocks, all over the ground with paths between them, so you could walk around and see them. And at all times, there was someone reading. Reading off the names of the dead. There was this huge long list, of people whose names were in the Quilt, and people would volunteer to just read them aloud in shifts.
HIV- people would come in to work on panels, too, of course, but most of the people we were helping were dying themselves. The first time someone I’d worked closely with died, it was my first semester away at college. I caught the Greyhound home for his funeral in the beautiful, tiny, old church in the old downtown, with the bells. I’d helped him with his partner’s panel. Before I went back to school, I left supplies to be used for his, since I couldn’t be there to sew a stitch. I lost track of a lot of the people I knew there, busy with college and then plunged into my first really serious depressive cycle. I have no idea who, of all the people I knew, lived for how long.
The Quilt, by the way, weighs more than 54 tons, and has over 96,000 names. At that, it represents maybe 20% of the people who died of AIDS in the US alone.
There were many trans women dying, too, btw. Don’t forget them. (Cis queer women did die of AIDS, too, but in far smaller numbers.) Life was and is incredibly hard for trans women, especially TWOC. Pushed out to live on the streets young, or unable to get legal work, they were (and are) often forced into sex work of the most dangerous kinds, a really good way to get HIV at the time. Those for whom life was not quite so bad often found homes in the gay community, if they were attracted to men, and identified as drag queens, often for years before transitioning. In that situation, they were at the same risk for the virus as cis gay men.
Cis queer women, while at a much lower risk on a sexual vector, were there, too. Helping. Most of the case workers at that agency and every agency I later encountered were queer women. Queer woman cooked and cleaned and cared for the dying, and for the survivors. We held hands with those waiting for their test results. Went out on the protests, helped friends who could barely move to lie down on the steps of the hospitals that would not take them in — those were the original Die-Ins, btw, people who were literally lying down to die rather than move, who meant to die right there out in public — marched, carted the Quilt panels from place to place. Whatever our friends and brothers needed. We did what we could.
OK, that’s it, that’s all I can write. I keep crying. Go read some history. Or watch it, there are several good documentaries out there. Don’t watch fictional movies, don’t read or watch anything done by straight people, fuck them anyway, they always made it about the tragedy and noble suffering. Fuck that. Learn about the terror and the anger and the radicalism and the raw, naked grief.
I was there, though, for a tiny piece of it. And even that tiny piece of it left its stamp on me. Deep.
2011
A visual aid: this is the Quilt from the Names Project laid out on the Washington Mall
I was born (in Australia) at the time that the first AIDS cases began to surface in the US. While I was a witness after it finally became mainstream news (mid-85), I was also a child for much of it. For me there was never really a world Before. I’m 35 now and I wanted to know and understand what happened. I have some recommendations for sources from what I’ve been reading lately:
And the Band Played On: Politics, People and the AIDS Epidemic by Randy Shilts is a seminal work on the history of HIV/AIDS. It’s chronological and gives an essential understanding of all the factors that contributed to the specific history of the virus’ spread through the US and the rest of the world, the political landscape into which it landed (almost the worst possible)*. Investigative journalism and eyewitness account. Shilts was himself an AIDS casualty in 1994.
AIDS at 30: A History by Victoria Harden
The Origin of AIDS by Jaques Pepin for the science of it all.
Moving Politics: Emotion and ACT UP’s Fight against AIDS.
The Secret Epidemic: The Story of AIDS and Black America.
Larry Kramer is a pretty polarising figure and he had issues with the sexual politics of gay New York to begin with (see: Faggots) but he’s polarising for a reason: he’s the epidemic’s Cassandra. Reports from the Holocaust collects his writings on AIDS.
I don’t think I can actually bring myself to read memoirs for the same reason I can’t read about the Holocaust or Stalinist Russia any more. But I have a list:
The AIDS Generation: Stories of Survival and Resilience
The Quilt: Stories from the Names Project
Body Counts: A Memoir of Politics, Sex, AIDS, and Survival by Sean Strub
Borrowed Time: And AIDS Memoir by Paul Monette
Read or watch The Normal Heart. Read or watch Angels in America. Read The Mayor of Castro Street or watch Milk. Dallas Buyers Club has its issues but it’s also heartbreaking because the characters are exactly the politically unsavory people used to justify the lack of spending on research and treatment. It’s also an important look at the exercise of agency by those afflicted and abandoned by their government/s, how they found their own ways to survive. There’s a film of And the Band Played On but JFC it’s a mess. You need to have read the book.
Some documentaries:
Common Threads: Stories from the Quilt (1989) [hard to find]
How to Survive a Plague (2012)
We Were Here (2011)
Everyone should read about the history of the AIDS epidemic. Especially if you are American, especially if you are a gay American man. HIV/AIDS is not now the death sentence it once was but before antiretrovirals it was just that. It was long-incubating and a-symptomatic until, suddenly, it was not.
Read histories. Read them because reality is complex and histories attempt to elucidate that complexity. Read them because past is prologue and the past is always, in some form, present. We can’t understand here and now if we don’t know about then.
*there are just SO MANY people I want to punch in the throat.
They’ve recently digitized the Quilt as well with a map making software, I spent about three hours looking through it the other day and crying. There are parts of it that look like they were signed by someone’s peers in support and memoriam, and then you realize that the names were all written in the same writing.
That these were all names of over 20 dead people that someone knew, often it was people who’d all been members of a club or threatre group.
Here’s the link to the digitization: http://research.microsoft.com/en-us/um/redmond/projects/aidsquilt/
As well, there are numerous people who were buried in graves without headstones, having been disenfranchised from their families. I read this story the other day on that which went really in depth (I would warn that it highlights the efforts of a cishet woman throughout the crisis): http://arktimes.com/arkansas/ruth-coker-burks-the-cemetery-angel/Content?oid=3602959
I’ve had several conversations recently with younger guys for whom this part of our history isn’t well known. Here are some resources for y'all. Please, take care of one another.
http://www.aidsquilt.org/view-the-quilt/search-the-quilt
Updated link to the quilt
this is so hard to read or even think about but… it’s so important. it’s so important to understand just the …overwhelming SCALE of this. how many people died while the government did NOTHING.
Reblogging for pride
Never forget your fallen. Your people were nearly annihilated in an epidemic. Never forget how lucky we are, never forget how they tried to let us die.
I grew up hearing about the Quilt all the time and this post reminded me how long it’s been since I’ve heard about it. Kids, go out and learn your history.
I’m a trans woman and I’m 38 now. My grandfather was a gay man living in Florida and he died of AIDS in the mid 90’s. He was in his 50’s.
My parents took care of him as he died, but they go to church 5 times a week to this day and though grandpa died saying he had no regrets my parents still insist that he must have “repented” for his “sin” before he died. The thought comforts them, apparently.
Meanwhile I’m in Florida right now for the first time in a decade and I can’t visit grandpa’s grave because I don’t remember where it is and I can’t ask my parents because they disowned me for being trans. 30 odd years after the crisis began and we’re still dealing with the trauma of it. The response to the AIDS crisis was practically genocide against the queer community.
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the worst thing ive probably ever done to a group of other human beings was getting the aux for the big speaker at a party while on ecstasy and putting on an audiobook of dune from where i'd last left off
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Canada lynx up north is so impressive with how far they can jump with no momentum and we have Lynx rufus down here that can apparently climb cliffs( never have seen it but would like to)
Bobcats and lynx are my favorite
happy fat tiddy tuesday.