For me, smoking cured everything; it could be anything I needed it to be. I could celebrate, mourn, fume, and daydream. It was proof that I existed: I was interacting with my environment and leaving evidence, all the while putting forth pretty much the least amount of physical effort possible. It was an excuse to sit and look at things. I could sit and stare into the middle distance and think to myself all I wanted because I was still doing something: I was smoking.
Transgender women continue to bear the brunt of anti-LGBT violence in the United States. According to the National Coalition of Anti-Violence Programs, 53.8 percent of anti-LGBT homicide victims in 2012 were transgender women, the majority of whom were people of color. In 2011, the percentage of transgender women in this statistic was substantially lower: 40 percent. For transgender women, it doesn’t get better, apparently. We experience most of the violence with none of the visibility. We are the dead and we are the forgotten.
We’re fed up with reading the names of so many young trans* women and sadly a few trans* men this year who will never get to experience another birthday. Far too many of them who were killed this year were under the age of 35.
In a text message to the Tribune before he was taken into custody, Cobb said, “Because of the many violences (sic) and harassments against we (sic) and the children, we have commenced armed patrols of Leith.” In a follow up text, Cobb said he has new plans to name some of his property the “Adolph Hitler Pvt. Park of Leith.” The sheriff said he knew that “sooner or later” the situation would escalate and said he’s relieved that no shots were fired.
Hi. I’m sure you don’t remember me, because we only met a couple of times and I was a starstruck kid at the time. Bikini Kill at dc space was my first punk show; my dad took me, I was 11 years old, and you totally blew my mind and opened up a world for me. I’ll always be thankful for that.
I saw your talk with Kamau Bell where you reflect back on the critiques of whiteness in riot grrrl. It’s great for you that you can step away from that period so easily and that it doesn’t stress you out so much these days, but for some of us who were marginalized in RG because we critiqued it (not to mention those folks who were marginalized by dint of just BEING WOC), it isn’t that simple, and we deserve more than a mention in passive voice (where you mention the reactions of the white girls confronted, you gloss over the experiences of those of us who did the confronting).
I started going to RG meetings at Positive Force House pretty soon after that show; I’d take the Metro from downtown Silver Spring to Arlington, foam-covered headphones on for that hour and a half, all by myself, nascent tiny weird queer just looking for something to belong to and finding something that felt right to me in punk, in a punk that centered non-dudes and our experiences too, where I could be angry and sad and frustrated and where I could open up about abuse I was experiencing for the first time and find support and understanding and mutual sharing and where I could make music and love music and be obsessed with music and all that was okay.
I was young, and an outsider, but RG meant the world to me for a while.
And that’s why it hurt so much when I left - it was clear I was no longer welcome there after bringing up over and over again the overwhelming whiteness and wealth of our chapter, feeling like I was pretty much alone, finally culminating in a big fight when I tried to talk to a couple of girls in our chapter about how fucked up it was to act suspicious and unwelcoming to some kids who’d come from the go-go scene to check out a PF show we were tabling at (the go-go scene, on the flipside, was so welcoming to us little white punks who wanted to see what it was all about). I can still remember the puffy-faced crying-in-public snot-stains-on-my-hoodie-sleeves ride home, feeling so defeated because this thing I loved SO MUCH had ultimately rejected me, and that I felt that it was something I couldn’t be comfortable in, for trying to confront a lack of equity in a movement I believed was ABOUT equity.
I started really connecting with other people who’d been marginalized in RG by our critiques and our experiences a few years later, though I was vaguely aware of them at the time - technology started bringing us together (remember the Chainsaw board? The RG listserv? That’s where I first met folks like Mimi Thi Nguyen, whose essay “Race, Riot Grrrl And Revival" is pretty much the critical text I point people to on race in RG and going forward).
I’m at a point in my life where fighting makes me really, really tired. I still do it, of course, but I’d rather not - I’m not writing this letter to pick a fight, I’m writing a letter because it hurts me in my bones to think about my first real experience with realizing ‘sisterhood’ and ‘grrrl love’ only went so far, and because there are so many critical (and loving!) voices from RG that stay in conversations between us old farts too often because we’re not the ones who had center stage, because we were actively pushed to the margins by white girls’ tears and hand-wringing and denial.
This is the lesson I’d like to take forward for young non-dudes interested in RG and in building their own thing, some of whom I think are building amazing punk-as-hell movements that center WOC/QTPOC voices, building on the work that you did - and that all of the critical voices from within RG did. Our critical voices are PART of the history (not just the reactions to those critical voices, which, as you know, were pretty much 100% awful in one way or another), and, just as RG was an attempt to write women back into the DIY history books, we shouldn’t be written out or glossed over. I know you said you didn’t want to erase us - but historiography is a funny and complex thing, and how we tell these stories, how we make our maps - it matters.
“Over half of the estimated 120,000 undocumented migrant children in the UK were born here. Many have lived here for their entire childhood," Kamena Dorling, policy and programmes manager at the centre said.”—
I’ve written about the language of European immigration before and how there is an institutional push to classify undocumented immigrants as either refugees or asylum seekers, erasing the multiplicity of experiences that lead to migration and displacement. Another erasure that is quite common across the EU has to do with figures. There is no data collection as to the number of undocumented migrants currently living within the European Union. I suspect that this lack of data, paired with the above mentioned language misuse is a purely political decision. In order to perpetuate the myth of “European human rights champion”, the EU needs to obscure the realities of those that are disenfranchised within its own borders.
Via Iris Blasi, here’s a particularly nice exchange about writing slow:
MAUD NEWTON: Does it bother you when people talk about how long it takes you to write your novels?
DONNA TARTT: No, it doesn’t, really. It’s the only way that I can write at all. It’s the only way that I can enjoy writing. When I try to speed it up it’s just no fun. In order for me to enjoy what I do, and have a good time doing it…
I had a teacher a long time ago. He said, “If you’re not enjoying something, it’s almost always because you’re doing it too fast.
Buried in Obamacare regulations from July 2010 is an estimate that because of normal turnover in the individual insurance market, “40 to 67 percent” of customers will not be able to keep their policy. And because many policies will have been changed since the key date, “the percentage of individual market policies losing grandfather status in a given year exceeds the 40 to 67 percent range.”
While this is technically true, it doesn’t have anything to do with the Affordable Care Act, and the article misses the point entirely, beginning with the very next sentence and continuing through the end of the piece and into the interviews the next day:
That means the administration knew that more than 40 to 67 percent of those in the individual market would not be able to keep their plans, even if they liked them.
Yet President Obama, who had promised in 2009, “if you like your health plan, you will be able to keep your health plan,” was still saying in 2012, “If [you] already have health insurance, you will keep your health insurance.”
Reliable data are scant, but a variety of studies indicate that between 40 percent and 67 percent of policies are in effect for less than one year. Although data on changes in benefit packages comparable to that for the group market is not readily available, the high turnover rates described here would dominate benefit changes as the chief source of changes in grandfather status. While a substantial fraction of individual policies are in force for less than one year, a small group of individuals maintain their policies over longer time periods. One study found that 17 percent of individuals maintained their policies for more than two years, while another found that nearly 30 percent maintained policies for more than three years.
Using these turnover estimates, a reasonable range for the percentage of individual policies that would terminate, and therefore relinquish their grandfather status, is 40 percent to 67 percent.
So, the 40 to 67 percent are health care plans that would have ended whether or not Obamacare existed. Obamacare didn’t cause the affected people to “lose” their coverage. Obamacare is providing those people a chance to get better plan.
The NBC News report is misleading, if not outright false. Giving them the benefit of the doubt would require believing the reporters read the regulations, but didn’t comprehend them.
Authorities are searching for a Virginia teen who went missing one day after a confrontation involving her mother and a group of boys turned violent, leading the mother to shoot a gun in the air.
This story is awful on so many levels. First: Where is Brianna Stewart? Second: Why was her mother, Lakisha Gaither, a woman with an open carry permit, arrested for using her gun to defend her child from being assaulted? Third: Where’s Ted Fuckin’ Nugent to rally to her defense on this one? Clearly this is a cut-and-dried Second Amendment issue.
85-90% of incarcerated women have histories of being victims of violence prior to their incarceration and prison itself is often a site of violence for many incarcerated people. Marissa is far from the only battered woman in prison. This is an important opportunity for feminist and anti-domestic/sexual violence groups to address the long-term crisis of the criminalization of survivors.
“Sorry,” the GIF of a Rupaul’s Drag Race contestant and 1960s-era Joan Didion will say in pitiless chorus as you stretch out your arms and beg for water. “You invoked us as your spirit animals. Fasting and sensory deprivation prepare the mind for enlightenment. This is how it works.”
And it won’t stop there, because you’ve never just called ONE THING your spirit animal and left it at that. They’re all going to want a turn, even that fifteen-second clip of Gore Vidal being interviewed by William Buckley.
“Please,” you’ll beg, covered in ram’s blood. “I don’t want to learn any more spells. I don’t want this.” TOO BAD, the gaping mouth of Seth Cohen making an awkward turtle face will soundlessly intone. YOUR SPIRIT ANIMALS ARE HERE.
“I happen to love all of Dana’s qualities that rankle other people: her long, straggly hair; her contorted facial expressions and whiny indignation toward her parents; the fact that she wore the same pair of clunky, long-tongued boots throughout the entire second season. Dana, played by the eighteen year-old actress Morgan Saylor, is sullen, annoying, messy, and self-righteous in a way that feels endearingly true to teen-age experience. (Her authenticity is somehow augmented by mere proximity to Claire Danes, the leading angsty high-schooler of an older generation.) Her puppy-love courtship with Finn was unusually natural and convincing—especially a scene in the observation deck of the Washington Monument, shot with Dana and Finn’s backs to the camera, their faces reflected in the window looking down on the city. (Dana even did the right thing and told Finn that she had to break it off with Xander before they could get involved!) Her more recent relationship, with Leo, a boy she met in rehab, is a frank and unencumbered portrayal of teen sexuality, with zero hand-wringing over Dana’s virginity, or the taking thereof.”—
CB2 member Lucy Koteen said she “looked up the rapper’s history” and read what she had learned to the full board Tuesday night.
At first I found it fucking preposterous that a woman who has lived for 35 years in Fort Greene was totally unfamiliar with Biggie Smalls until this week (and I’m not even going to go near her bullshit rationale), but then I saw that she’s a John Liu backer and is billed as a “La Leche League leader" and that tells me pretty much everything I need to know about her.
….Shit’s so fucked, in fact, that you aren’t the first person to have these ideas and want to take action on them, I guarantee it. Spend time researching organizations tackling these issues in your area and reach out to them. Do this with a sense of humility and honesty. Ask how you can help, ask to learn from the networks they’ve built and their vast experience. Nothing will make your work implode faster than alienating those around you by assuming you’re this bright shiny new movement that’s come to save the world, swanning in and demanding people pay attention to your work because you have all the answers. I guarantee you, you don’t. I don’t. Nobody does; this is a complicated world and targets can shift and change from day to day. But know your history! Put that work in to know what’s out there already, what was out there and has folded, so on and so forth….