Madeleine Blair: Nobody's Victim →
http://podcast.cbc.ca/mp3/podcasts/ideas_20130423_58631.mp3 “A rare and detailed account of a prostitute and brothel owner in the Canadian west during the late 1800s reveals the integral role prostitutes played in shaping the Canadian frontier.” I found it interesting how similar the “white slavery” argument is to anti-sexwork arguments given today. Definitely worth a...
Day 6: Silent Film
dangerouscombinations: I love this. I love all the gestures and motions in it which to me references the sense that memory is also embodied. I love that there is no sense of the original time or order of the events.
Laurie Penny’s Saudade There are more of us than you think, kicking off our...– Laurie Penny’s Saudade, from Fifty Shades of Feminism (via mollycrabapple)
Gibson Grand also generously posted this recording here, if you have trouble with tumblr videos like I often do. <3 gibsongrand: love letter for katelan you are the ghost that whispers in my ear words as old as the soil sharpened by the tongues of poets and the rusted works of lunatic asylums only they understood the power of virus to ensnare our hearts thrilling cock and cunt alike...
Day 2: Changing the Frequency
dangerouscombinations: “I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become...
love letter for katelan (in honor of her birthday)
gibsongrand: you are the ghost that whispers in my ear words as old as the soil sharpened by the tongues of poets and the rusted works of lunatic asylums only they understood the power of virus to ensnare our hearts thrilling cock and cunt alike moving in rhythm with Mingus and ancient trees and butterfly wings bending in a breeze as hot as your breath on a cheek that burns for every word you...
Rather than fighting for every woman’s right to feel beautiful, I would like to...– Laurie Penny, I don’t want to be told I’m pretty as I am - I want to live in a world where that’s irrelevant, New Statesman
There is no such thing as not voting; you either vote by voting, or you vote by...– David Foster Wallace (via bobdobalina)
It’s a shame, because no one would know where to find more eerie photos of Ms....– Rarely Important the Tumblr Ha! This description delights me. I do believe that eerie butt photos are a thing for which to strive. <3
I suspect it’s difficult for men to imagine a world in which their bodies have...– Stop Catcalling Me (via albinwonderland) This is a fantastically clear and salient account of extremely confusing experiences which I have never been able to accurately verbalise. Amazing. (via theadventuresof-ednamusgraves) How do we help our daughters! I hate thinking she will feel this one...
The effects of unchecked criminalization: Teen... →
laurennmcc: fuckyeahfeminists: This is what the school-to-prison pipeline looks like. This is how black youth are criminalized. She was doing a science experiment She’s being charged as an ADULT She’s being charged with a FELONY If this all goes the way the prosecution wants, this young woman will be LEGALLY discriminated against for the rest of her life. No voting, housing...
Join the 30×30 Nature Challenge! →
fortheloveofwolves: I’ve signed up for the 30 x 30 challenge where I commit to spending 30 minutes in nature each day for 30 days. Join me! (The associated study appears to be open only to Canadians, but I see no reason not to join in the challenge if you are elsewhere.)
Now there you have a sample of man’s “reasoning powers,” as he...– Mark Twain, Letters From The Earth
If tumblr video frustrates you as it does me, then I have fantastic news: gibson grand posts these readings to his wordpress site as well. Specifically, treehouse can be found here. gibsongrand: I received some requests for me to read this. treehouse gretchen gretchen gretchen the name hung on his tongue like sugar cubes and rye it was a rich girl’s name a connecticut name a girl who smelled...
After learning my flight was detained 4 hours, I heard the announcement: If...– Naomi Shihab Nye (b. 1952), “Wandering Around an Albuquerque Airport Terminal.” I think this poem may be making the rounds, this week, but that’s as it should be. (via oliviacirce)
Accidental Betsy Giveaway →
gibsongrand: My e-chapbook, Accidental Betsy, is free on Amazon all weekend! If you like the stories on this site, please reblog.