Will the afterlife be harder if I remember the people I love, or forget them? Either way, please let me remember.
-- Andrea Gibson
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Will the afterlife be harder if I remember the people I love, or forget them? Either way, please let me remember.
-- Andrea Gibson
Itâs Ok. I know that to be human is to be farsighted. But feel me now, walking the chambers of your heart, pressing my palms to the soft walls of your living. Why did no one tell us that to die is to be reincarnated in those we love while they are still alive? Ask me the altitude of heaven, and I will answer, âHow tall are you?â In my back pocket is a love note with every word you wish youâd said. At night I sit ecstatic at the loom weaving forgiveness into our worldly regrets. All day I listen to the radio of your memories. Yes, I know every secret you thought too dark to tell me, and love you more for everything you feared might make me love you less.
andrea gibson (they/them), love letter from the afterlife
"When someone with the authority of a teacher, say, describes the world and you are not in it, there is a moment of psychic disequilibrium, as if you looked into the mirror and saw nothing."
-- Aboriginal Fields of Practice (2021), ed. Bindi Bennet, p59, citing Dunn-Holland et al. (1994).
[ID: a series of tweets by @/SketchesbyBoze they read:
"I review books for a living, and Iâve noticed a worrying trend of what I call âinstagramming the Holocaust.â (1 / 9)"
"Bestselling novels about the Holocaust tend to be âupliftingâ and sentimental. They have romantic subplots. Jewish characters only exist to be rescued by the (often American) protagonist. The cinematic, three-act structure culminates in a redemptive ending."
"What these books offer (and they sell in the millions) is a sanitized version of the Shoah in which brave Americans bravely battle Hitler, the reader learns a lesson about Kindness and Not Being Prejudiced, and there are no sticky questions about who did the killings, and why."
"Jewish novelist Dara Horn has observed that memoirs and novels written by actual Holocaust survivors typically donât sellâbecause there are no pat resolutions, no redemptions, no heartwarming moments where the Jewish prisoners see the good in their Nazi captors."
"Anne Frankâs (excellent) diary became the entry point into the Holocaust for most of us because she had not yet experienced the worst of it â because she hadnât yet learned that some people arenât âtruly good at heart.â Itâs just safe enough not to disturb us."
"And we love âupliftingâ Holocaust novels because we donât want to be disturbed, not really. This is the real reason why books like Maus offend the sensibilities of middle-class parents, because they bear witness to a truth about human nature that we donât want to confront."
"And the âmessageâ of the Holocaust is not that people are truly good, or that we need to be kind and tolerant (though that is true). The message is that six million people were murdered, and millions of ordinary folk were complicit, and millions of others looked away."
"This compulsion to sanitize the past, to sanitize the world, is one of the overlooked roots of white nationalism. We want to seal ourselves away from the experiences of others because we fear what they might say to us. We want reality to be pastel-hued and instagram-filtered."
"If you feel the need to shield your children from history thatâs upsetting and âinappropriate,â examine yourself. If you need your stories to have positive morals and tidy endings, examine yourself. If you live in a pastel bubble, examine yourself, because the bubble is toxic." end ID.]
One of the incidents I recall when loading the boats at this point was my seeing a young woman clinging tightly to a baby in her arms as she approached near the shipâs high rail, but unwilling even for a moment to allow anyone else to hold the little one while assisting her to board the lifeboat. As she drew back sorrowfully to the outer edge of the crowd on the deck, I followed and persuaded her to accompany me to the rail again, promising if she would entrust the baby to me I would see that the officer passed it to her after she got aboard. I remember her trepidation as she acceded to my suggestion and the happy expression of relief when the mother was safely seated with the baby restored to her. âWhere is my baby?â was her anxious wail. âI have your baby,â I cried, as it was tenderly handed along. I remember this incident well because of my feeling at the time, when I had the babe in my care; though the interval was short, I wondered how I should manage with it in my arms if the lifeboats got away and I should be plunged into the water with it as the ship sank.
the truth about the titanic by Colonel Archibald Gracie, who survived the April, 1912 sinking of the Titanic and died in late 1912 due to complications from hypothermia
deep down, she knew hope and denial were reluctant neighbors. They glared at each other from across the same silty river of circumstance.
All Better Now, Neal Shusterman
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'You need to learn how to lose like a man,â he said. âI donât care how bad you choke: always shake the other blokeâs hand.â This was Stoicism 101. There was no more important quality in a man than making eye contact with heartbreak.
Lech Blaine, Car Crash: A Memoir
Maggie Smith, from âSlipperâ, Goldenrod
"[My OCD]âs much better than when I was at my worst. Absolutely. Because now Iâm able to function. I can eat now and I can take care of myself and I can work enough to pay rent and I can have this conversation with you. So, yeah, my life is so much better. [..] Still, after all these years, I still ⊠It still hurts. And I still cry out to nobody in particular, âWhy the fuck is this happening to me? Why is this happening to me?ââ
Penny Moodie, The Joy Thief
""When you overcome your OCD, youâre not going to be normal [...] because the average person does not cope well with uncertainty. They may be coping better than you right now, but they donât really cope with it. Theyâre really good at denial. You donât get to do denial. You get heaven or hell. I think youâve done an excellent study of hell. Letâs try the other," he says, gesturing wildly with his hands. âStudy of hellâ is probably the best description of OCD Iâve ever heard."
--Penny Moodie, quoting Dr Jonathon Grayson, The Joy Thief
By reducing the availability of âlegitimateâ evidence of queer women through saying, Oh! It was perfectly normal for women to kiss and write love letters to each other in the 1800s, a danger of losing queer histories develops due to an assumption of heterosexuality. Itâs not as though historic figures would leave pages in their journal with the words I AM A HOMOSEXUAL for modern historians to interpret. Even if they did, some would disregard it as a joke.
-- Danielle Scrimshaw, She and Her Pretty Friend
"I donât want to die in my sleep, either. I view death as my final adventure and I am reluctant to be cheated out of a moment of it. I am only ever going to experience it once, after all. I want to be able to recognise death, to hear her coming, to see her, to touch her, smell her and taste her; to undergo the assault on all of my senses and, in my last moments, to understand her as completely as is humanly possible. This is the one event that my life has always been leading up to, and I donât want to miss anything by not having a front-row seat."
Sue Black, All That Remains: A Life in Death
"You can be you and be loved by me."
Steph Lentz, In/Out: A Scandalous Story of Falling Into Love and Out of the Church