An Existential Life. “The most intimate reactions of human beings have been so thoroughly reified that the idea of anything specific to themselves now persists only as an utterly abstract notion: personality scarcely signifies anything more than shining white teeth and freedom from body odour and emotions.
The triumph of advertising in the culture industry is that consumers feel compelled to buy and use its products even though they see through them.” “An empty space is marked off with plain wood and plain walls, so that the light drawn into it forms dim shadows within emptiness. There is nothing more. And yet, when we gaze into the darkness that gathers behind the crossbeam, around the flower vase, beneath the shelves, though we know perfectly well it is mere shadow, we are overcome with the feeling that in this small corner of the atmosphere there reigns complete and utter silence; that here in the darkness immutable tranquility holds sway.
Learning To Love You More. ° ….one of those long, romantic novels, six hundred and fifty pages of small print, translated from French or German or Hungarian or something — because few of the English ones have the exact feeling I mean.
And you read one page of it or even one phrase of it, and then you gobble up all the rest and go about in a dream for weeks afterwards, for months afterwards — perhaps all your life, who knows? — surrounded by those six hundred and fifty pages, the houses, the streets, the snow, the river, the roses, the girls, the sun, the ladies’ dresses and the gentlemen’s voices, the old, wicked, hard-hearted women and the old, sad women, the waltz music — everything. What is not there you put in afterwards, for it is alive, this book, and it grows in your head. ‘The house I was living in when I read that book,’ you think, or ‘This colour reminds me of that book. These days, everybody is supposed to be so intelligent: ‘Isn’t it terrible about Nixon getting elected?’ The Healthy Sex Talk: Teaching Kids Consent, Ages 1-21.
Navigating Masculinity As A Black Transman: "I Will Never Straighten Out My Wrist" “Straighten out your wrist, Brotha!”
When my boxing coach yelled these words, I knew his call was about more than perfecting my jab. I have experienced the demands of Black masculinity and the responses to my failure to perform properly are not alI that different from the experiences of failed masculinity that I felt within Black lesbian communities. But it is true, I am now a young Black American Male. People usually assume that I am somewhere between the age of 15 and 20. I’m 28. The world is unkind to Black bois. I knew this already, but I feel it more now like when I got kicked out of a Hollywood store because the owner assumed I was there to steal something. He didn’t just make that assumption. I spoke calmly, but he kept yelling. He could only see what he believed to be true about young black bois, and it didn’t matter who I was, who I had been, or who I might become.
I was the dangerous body that needed to be policed. Susan Cain: The power of introverts. 10 Female Electronic Music Pioneers You Should Know. Film, Television and Video On Demand. Hungry blog – Leben, Alltag und Essstörung aus dem Blickwinkel einer Betroffenen. Die Devise bei alten Geschichten.
Man hat eine Freundschaft beendet, ist als Teenie ausgezogen, oder man hatte eine Meinung. 10 Jahre später hat man sie nicht mehr. Dann kommt der 0815 Standard Prolet und sagt “Steh doch mal dazu!” Wozu stehen? Dazu, dass man vor 10 Jahren etwas so gesehen, so getan, so gesagt hatte? Wer war man denn vor 10 Jahren? Ich hasse diesen Satz. Steh doch mal dazu. Steh doch mal dazu, dass du vor 10 Jahren ein anderer Mensch gewesen bist, mit dem du nichts mehr gemeinsam hast. Ich mache das anders. Ich stehe nicht zu meinem Geschwätz von gestern. Ist das nicht überaus interessant? Eine Szene Mensch mit Narben am Arm sitzt im Café. Sehr schön finde ich auch folgende Fragen (und Antworten): Was hast du denn da am Arm? Your Daily Lesbian Moment! - by Arlan.
Chimamanda Adichie: The danger of a single story. 101 Lovers’ Spit (Pilot) Autotrans* & w.i.r. ◊ NINIA LAGRANDE ◊ Anarchie & lihbe.