Reading Appreciation
Since living with brain injury and long covid I've gained a deeper appreciation for the ability to read, listen to, and make books. Here are a few that I'm especially loving lately:
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Reading Appreciation
Since living with brain injury and long covid I've gained a deeper appreciation for the ability to read, listen to, and make books. Here are a few that I'm especially loving lately:
sexuality as an (un)queer institution
(from Warner, Fear of a Queer Planet, 1993)
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I have never been able to understand people with consistent lives – people who, for example, grow up in a liberal Catholic household and stay that way; or who in junior high school are already laying down a record on which to run for president one day. Imagine having no discarded personalities, no vestigial selves, no visible ruptures with yourself, no gulf of self-forgetfulness, nothing that requires explanation, no alien version of yourself that requires humor and accommodation. What kind of life is that?
Michael Warner
Michael Warner, “Tongues Untied: Memoirs of a Pentecostal Boyhood” (2004)
Queer Pride is infinite
Photography by Dan Nicoletta - International Lesbian & Gay Freedom Day, San Francisco, 24 June 1990
Eastern Screech-Owl (Megascops asio)
© Michael Warner
I have never been able to understand people with consistent lives – people who, for example, grow up in a liberal Catholic household and stay that way; or who in junior high school are already laying down a record on which to run for president one day. Imagine having no discarded personalities, no vestigial selves, no visible ruptures with yourself, no gulf of self-forgetfulness, nothing that requires explanation, no alien version of yourself that requires humor and accommodation. What kind of life is that?
Michael Warner, Curiouser: On the Queerness of Children