|—||Gilles Dauvé, “IN this world, but not OF this world.” May 2011.|
I’ve been putting down, like, “Drew - 2008-2012 philosophy and theatre” and sort of glossing over the fact that I didn’t graduate.
That’s basically what I did. Now I just have to figure out where the hell to send my résumé because nothing on Craigslist looks like a job I have any business applying for.
Include the incomplete college education
Quick question for my followers:
Having three years of college education (fall 2009 — spring 2012) and no college degree, should I include an education section on my résumé? And if so, should it include my incomplete college education, or just my high school education?
Something immortal lives here. It sleeps under the clock at the end of the hallway with no windows. No one really knows what keeps the clock running; the old woman says it has been here at least as long as she has and in that time no-one has ever had to wind it or change its batteries.
At night when darkness falls the immortal thing goes down to the basement and looks through flowery signs forgotten since the sixties, signs from which the color red has mostly faded, leaving a sickly orange-pink. Ornaments painted by revolutionaries now dead of AIDS or driven to suicide or decaying in prison or stocking shelves at a retail outlet nearby.
And then maybe this immortal thing flies upstairs to a window and stares at a young person spending their last few dollars on coffee and pie at a place across the street, the only place in town that stays open all night. This young person feels strangely seduced by something immortal waiting for them in a window of a building they can barely see in the darkness. They know it is not another person calling for them outside. They know it is something immortal like a god or an illness or Marxism. But they have a family to take care of; they leave a tip, go home, and draft a letter begging the landlord for mercy.
And the immortal thing sleeps again under the clock at the end of the hallway with no windows.
Thrasher highlights that many of the biggest donors to the Human Rights Campaign, the multi-million dollar nonprofit that receives the bulk of donations for LGBT issues, are drone manufacturers. These donors profit off of the United States’ use of drones to kill civilians, including children, with little oversight or accountability. Drone manufacturers are far from the only ethically dark gray to black donors to LGBT advocacy organizations: a brief perusal of any major LGBT organization’s list of donors reveals that corporate black hats like Bank of America, BP, Coke, and Nike all provide major cash to LGBT nonprofits.
The central question here:
When the LGBT community is not united with social movements that address the issues facing the most marginalized LGBT people, with racial justice proponents (proportionally more people of color identify as LGBT people), with those fighting against systemic poverty, with pacifists, are we really making any progress? Or has the LGBT movement been kidnapped by power elites advocating for their own interests?
Pope Francis seems to be signalling increased support of socialist currents in the Catholic Church, and I’m actually pretty excited about that. Not that I’m about to return to the Church myself; it’s just a lot more than I expected of a pope right now.
I remember when I had been reading the Hunger Games series and I thought Hollywood would have to develop a sense of ironic self-consciousness to adapt it.
One of the most troubling things about the AIDS epidemic is that it could have been stopped so easily by rolling out life-saving antiretroviral drugs (ARVs) early on. Not only do ARVs prevent HIV from developing into AIDS, they also reduce transmission rates and increase people’s willingness to get tested.
But Western pharmaceutical corporations have colluded in pricing these essential drugs way out of reach of the poor. When they were first introduced, patented ARVs cost up to $15,000 per yearly regimen. Generic producers were able to manufacture the same drugs for a mere fraction of the price, but the WTO outlawed this through the 1995 TRIPS agreement to protect Big Pharma’s monopoly.
It was not until 2003 that the WTO bowed to activist pressure and allowed southern Africa to import generics, but by then it was too late – HIV prevalence had already reached devastating proportions. In other words, much of the region’s AIDS burden can be directly attributed to the WTO’s rules and the corporations that defended them. And they are set to strike again: the WTO will cut patent exemptions for poor countries after 2016.
This dearth of basic drugs has gone hand in hand with the general collapse of public health institutions. Structural adjustment and WTO trade policies have forced states to cut spending on hospitals and staff in order to repay odious debts to the West. Swaziland, ground-zero in the world of AIDS, has been hit hard by these cuts. When I last visited I found that many once-bustling clinics are now empty and dilapidated. Neoliberalism has systematically destroyed the first line of defence against AIDS.
The point I want to drive home is that the policies that deny poor people access to life-saving drugs and destroy public healthcare come from the same institutions and interests that helped create the conditions for HIV transmission in the first place.
Thousands of people have turned up in Pakistan to protest against NATO and the US government’s drone attacks that have murdered hundreds of Pakistani civilians and violate their country’s sovereignty. As usual, they have been ignored and silenced by the corporate media. Please reblog & share this to spread their message.
Barbara Ehrenreich, Nickel and Dimed: On (Not) Getting by in America
nickeled and dimed is a good book, we read it a few years ago. always reblog quotations from it.
At its core, The Hunger Games is a book about the trauma of hyper-consumption–but when it comes to traumatizer vs. traumatized, CoverGirl’s Capitol Collection falls squarely on the side of “traumatizer.” The makeup line comes with a lookbook that will help you “get the looks of the Districts” and is so unaware and self-absorbed that it kind of feels like it has to be a joke. The only time anyone from the Districts looks anything like something in that lookbook is when children are brought to the Capitol and dolled up to be paraded around on live TV as though they were props instead of humans (because of course, to the Capitol, they are props). Then two days later they take the makeup off and kill each other and probably die themselves while their families look on, horrified and defeated. FASHION!!!
But of course, the reason that this line even exists is because we, as a culture, are actually pretty close (metaphorically anyway) to the Capitol. Consumption at any expense is pretty par for the course here, and the people who grow our food and make our clothes aren’t really in much better shape than the people of the Districts. Our culture really, really values outward appearance and it insists that girls about Katniss’s age should be less into leading a revolution and more into getting the right look. The Capitol Collection encourages girls to identify not with rebellion and justice, but with superficiality and self-interest. We think that is not only ridiculous, but scary and super dangerous.
Seconded. Of the many whackadoo merchandising tie-ins associated with Catching Fire (Subway comes to mind), the CoverGirl campaign may be the worst. There were plenty of ways to create cosmetic tie-ins that didn’t fetishize poverty or so thoroughly embrace and sanitize the barbarity of the Capitol. (via lbardugo)
This is my contribution to the December 2013 Carnival of Aces.
I’ll be brief here. I’ve been thinking lately about how long it’s been since I was active in the ace community, and why, and this seemed like a good opportunity to reflect on these things.
I started identifying as asexual circa August 2011, and from that moment forward so much about me and my experiences stopped being worryingly unusual and started being something I could understand and share with people who would understand. Since then I met both my current partners through the asexual community. I’m less invested in the asexual community than I was at first, but I think that’s mostly because I live with people who understand that aspect of me better now, and also because I’ve become more secure in that identity. I’d also started tentatively thinking of myself as possibly queer before I identified as ace, and now I am pretty secure in that identity too.
I used to waffle back and forth on whether I was allowed to identify as queer, as a cis asexual person without any idea whether I had feelings that could properly be classified as romantic. I was particularly wary of identifying as queer when I was active in the #asexual and #asexuality tags on Tumbr. At the time this area was full of both aces expressing an eagerness to engage with the wider queer community and non-ace queer folk who tended to label a lot of these expressions as appropriative, often with the assumption that asexual folk were all either straight or full of internalized heterosexism. I remember that there was even a minor outrage over the Trevor Project’s decision to consult AVEN on how to better serve asexual people who call their crisis hotline; people seemed to think the Trevor Project would start convincing queer youth to deny their same-sex attractions and identify as asexual because of that denial. At the time I tried to counter that with a quote from the document AVEN prepared for the Trevor Project, showing that AVEN only asked for the Trevor Project to avoid pathologizing asexuality. I venture into this segment of the community far less often than I used to, but it seems to me that the latter camp has a diminished presence there now, and that aces there are more likely to assume that they have something in common with a broader queer community. (I also never visit the AVEN forums now, though I practically lived there when I first found the asexual community there.)
I think there is also a gradual and pleasing shift towards a conception of asexuality that encompasses many ways of being, of experiencing sexuality, and of relating to other people, replacing models of asexuality as either a singular experience or as a neatly-compartmentalized cluster of experiences. When I first entered the (online, English-language) community there seemed to be a strong need for asexual people to sub-catagorize themselves by strictly-delineated romantic orientation labels and all, and while I think the terminology of these ideas can be really useful for some people, I have come to understand that I don’t feel comfortable specifying my sexual orientation beyond queer asexuality.
While the asexual community has evolved a bit since I joined it, I’ve also seen the broader queer community grow to more fully engage with it. I’ve been to two annual conferences for queer people in that time and both involved new workshops for aces and much enthusiasm for this growing subject.
|—||President Salvador Allende of Chile, addressing a recently nationalized factory in 1972.|