August. 25. 2012. 11:20 pm 2 notes

What do I have to show for last night’s indiscretion?

I can’t even call it a lapse of judgement, because I was absolutely coherent (if slightly buzzed).

Let’s make a list:
1. Two hickeys
2. A pair of socks and a single earring that are definitely not mine
3. Significantly less than eight hours of sleep
4. An extremely sore groin
5. Symptoms of a sinus infection
6. The embarrassment of wearing a heavy fleece hoodie and button-up blouse when it’s 85 degrees out
7. New status as “the other woman”
8. Guilt. Lots and lots of guilt.
8a. With the guilt comes X-rated flashbacks,
8b. And a lot of cringing.

May. 18. 2012. 08:47 pm
The double-technical is the biggest cop-out there is.
May. 17. 2012. 11:34 pm 2 notes
Me: I love you, baba. Baba: How much do you love me? Me: As much as the ocean and it's waves.
May. 17. 2012. 11:28 pm 4,327 notes
ajal:

I have made my own soul to suffer

ajal:

I have made my own soul to suffer

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May. 17. 2012. 11:26 pm 343 notes
damnthatswhack:

I feel you on this one Gotye

damnthatswhack:

I feel you on this one Gotye

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May. 17. 2012. 11:18 pm 301 notes

Artist: Die Antwoord
Title: Rich Bitch
Album: $O$

suicideblonde:

Die Antwoord - Rich Bitch

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May. 17. 2012. 11:12 pm 2,286 notes
Those who subvert social norms are, ostensibly, people who have forgotten that they can be seen, publicly, at any time. Therefore, when they transgress social norms—by expressing physical affection for a person not visibly coded as the opposite sex, for example, or by being fat and rejecting social and bodily invisibility—they need to be reminded of this omniscient social gaze, and in the absence of institutional discipline, must be punished so they do not transgress again. This is the mechanism by which a dude who sees me in a vividly-colored dress, walking alone as though I either don’t know or don’t care that I am defying bodily norms, feels compelled to scream “UGLY FAT BITCH” at me. He is applying social discipline and teaching me a lesson: Everyone can see you, and your body and/or behavior are unacceptable.
So Michel Foucault and Jeremy Bentham walk into an elementary school cafeteria* via the Two Whole Cakes blog by Lesley Kinzel (via transformfeminism)
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May. 17. 2012. 11:10 pm 32 notes

Murder + [Metonymy] μετωνυμία: Technology culture has a gender problem. It has a race problem. It has...

intransitu:

murdermetonymy:

Technology culture has a gender problem. It has a race problem. It has lots of problems. 

When you put a group of now-privileged university graduates in the same room as each other, and amongst those who had less difficulty finding a job (not even mentioning the great recession), you get an ideology where they think their success and ascent into middle class comfort consumerism was all merit, and everyone else at the margins is somehow just an eccentric by choice— and their social and economic exclusion warranted.

That the lack of women in the workplace is due to their own decisions, and those who are in the work place must adopt the same masculine behaviors, and must internalize the subtle cat calls and objectification. 

And just because they work on some banal aspect of green energy, or on a social network (that happened to be utilized for social activism abroad), they feel like they’re at frontier of social progress. 

San Francisco has a lot of problems. 

Tech culture has a lot of problems. 

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May. 17. 2012. 11:08 pm 5,959 notes
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May. 17. 2012. 11:08 pm 6 notes
jazzysophist:

Los Angeles artist David Choe was one of the many who shared the viral video of that kid getting his ass kicked in a back alley, noting “Some things I like about this guy, his hair , his red pants , how he never takes off his backpack , and how he won’t stay down with 6 guys kicking his head in.”In this wall mural, he pays homage to the 17-year-old victim with the red backpack: “My tribute to all the f.o.b.ly dressed oriental kids who never take off their heavy backpacks even when they’re getting their faces kicked in.” Perhaps now the most famous red backpack in America.

jazzysophist:

Los Angeles artist David Choe was one of the many who shared the viral video of that kid getting his ass kicked in a back alley, noting “Some things I like about this guy, his hair , his red pants , how he never takes off his backpack , and how he won’t stay down with 6 guys kicking his head in.”

In this wall mural, he pays homage to the 17-year-old victim with the red backpack: “My tribute to all the f.o.b.ly dressed oriental kids who never take off their heavy backpacks even when they’re getting their faces kicked in.” Perhaps now the most famous red backpack in America.

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May. 17. 2012. 11:08 pm 4,557 notes

Robert Reich: The Difference Between Private and Public Morality

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Republicans have morality upside down. Santorum, Gingrich, and even Romney are barnstorming across the land condemning gay marriage, abortion, out-of-wedlock births, access to contraception, and the wall separating church and state.

But America’s problem isn’t a breakdown in private morality….

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May. 17. 2012. 11:51 am 2,803 notes

the ABC’s of eric northman - clothing is optional

I’m reading the books in anticipation of the upcoming season…

I seriously love Eric and despise Bill even more than I did before.

(Source: freddiecowann)

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May. 17. 2012. 11:49 am 61 notes
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May. 17. 2012. 11:48 am

Yeah, I know. I’d never actually feed him any dangerous amount. I was just goofing! Hahahaa.

Seriously, I love him too much.

May. 17. 2012. 11:37 am 2 notes

What must be said

Why have I kept silent, held back so long,

on something openly practised in

war games, at the end of which those of us

who survive will at best be footnotes?


It’s the alleged right to a first strike

that could destroy an Iranian people

subjugated by a loudmouth

and gathered in organized rallies,

because an atom bomb may be being

developed within his arc of power.

Yet why do I hesitate to name

that other land in which

for years – although kept secret –

a growing nuclear power has existed

beyond supervision or verification,

subject to no inspection of any kind?

This general silence on the facts,

before which my own silence has bowed,

seems to me a troubling, enforced lie,

leading to a likely punishment

the moment it’s broken:

the verdict “Anti-semitism” falls easily.

But now that my own country,

brought in time after time

for questioning about its own crimes,

profound and beyond compare,

has delivered yet another submarine to Israel,

(in what is purely a business transaction,

though glibly declared an act of reparation)

whose speciality consists in its ability

to direct nuclear warheads toward

an area in which not a single atom bomb

has yet been proved to exist, its feared

existence proof enough, I’ll say what must be said.

But why have I kept silent till now?

Because I thought my own origins,

tarnished by a stain that can never be removed,

meant I could not expect Israel, a land

to which I am, and always will be, attached,

to accept this open declaration of the truth.

Why only now, grown old,

and with what ink remains, do I say:

Israel’s atomic power endangers

an already fragile world peace?

Because what must be said

may be too late tomorrow;

and because – burdened enough as Germans –

we may be providing material for a crime

that is foreseeable, so that our complicity

will not be expunged by any

of the usual excuses.

And granted: I’ve broken my silence

because I’m sick of the West’s hypocrisy;

and I hope too that many may be freed

from their silence, may demand

that those responsible for the open danger

we face renounce the use of force,

may insist that the governments of

both Iran and Israel allow an international authority

free and open inspection of

the nuclear potential and capability of both.

No other course offers help

to Israelis and Palestinians alike,

to all those living side by side in enmity

in this region occupied by illusions,

and ultimately, to all of us.

Gunter Grass (via jazzysophist)
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