#core humanities

[studyjupiter]

orange was my color for this week! i keep two mildliners in my pen case each week so that i can keep a consistent but changing theme every so often! 🍊🧡

[studyblrshan]

Locked myself in my room with candles and snacks and turned on the Forest app to immobilize my phone so I would finally write the 4 page paper I'd been putting off for way too long. It's due tomorrow morning and I still need to cite all of my works and figure out MLA in text citations. I got the writing done though! I'm proud of myself:)

[studyblrshan]

homework session at my friend's house. got a head start on my humanities discussion answer and tried to brush up on French superlatives but it was hard to translate with a dog playing around me. gonna try to finish up on the discussion answer when I get home and maybe also fill in my notes from the lecture! feeling good about how I actually made myself get shit done and socialize at the same time:)

[paraelsolylaluna]

Then, too, beauty and myth are perennial masks of poverty. The traveler comes to the Appalachians in the lovely season. He sees the hills, the streams, the foliage, but not the poor. Or perhaps he looks at a run-down mountain house and, remembering [French Enlightenment philosopher] Rousseau rather than seeing with his own eyes, decides that those people are truly fortunate to be living the way they are and that they are lucky to be exempt from the strains and tensions of the middle class. The only problem is that those people, the quaint inhabitants of those hills, are undereducated, underprivileged, lack medical care, and are in the process of being forced from the land into a life in the cities, where they are misfits. These are normal and obvious causes of the invisibility of the poor. They operated a generation ago; they will be functioning a generation hence. It is more important to understand that the very development of American society is creating a new kind of blindness about poverty. The poor are increasingly slipping out of the very experience and consciousness of the nation. If the middle class never did like ugliness and poverty, it was at least aware of them. Across the tracks was not a very long way to go. There were forays into the slums at Christmas time; there were charitable organizations that brought contact with the poor. Occasionally, almost everyone passed through the Negro ghetto or the blocks of the tenements, if only to get downtown to work or to entertainment.

Michael Harrington, The Other America (1962)

[paraelsolylaluna]

Wtf is american exceptionalism anyways?

im sorry to break it you, Puritans, y’all weren’t the first ones here thus you were never exceptional/unique/godschosenpeople

Nutshell: you were not special

end of rant

[caffeinatedvagitarian]

i have to read the bible for my core humanities class but i'm listening to a sermon from my pastor that i was at when i went home instead

[ohheytherepaige]

Ugh. Seriously why is Core Humanities so hard for me.