No really, it is. Here is mine inspired by the Wisconsin winter:
Winter should end now
It has been cold much too long
Ass is frozen off.
This person has been writing one daily, about which I have to say:
why try so hard for brevity:
Still, they’re fun to write. Leave one here.
They’re called bronies.
I’m sorry — what did I just read?!? Is it 1953 all over again?
These students in rural Georgia have decided it is ABOUT TIME their prom become an integrated event. Yes, integrated, as in race integration.
I have to say I’m flabbergasted.
And this image is for two people whose birthdays are today.
Happy birthday to you both!
This is not something I do often, or lightly, but having just been through a round of some stomach bug or flu, I’ve been drinking a lot of stomach ease tea, by Yogi Teas, and I swear by the stuff. It’s a miracle as far as I’m concerned.
Really, just try it if you’re one of those people with a fluttery stomach – from stress, indigestion, hangover, whatever.
It makes you feel like a person again. If you can’t find it near you, you can buy it on Amazon.
And no, this is not a paid blog post, but a genuine article product endorsement. It tastes good, too.
So I’ve been teaching Stravinsky’s Rite of Spring to first year students this year, and while I had a vivid memory of being introduced to his music via Siouxsie and the Banshees, I could never find any evidence of that fact.
But now I have: in the video of Nocturne, a live concert, the first few minutes you can hear the Stravinksy; it was the music Siouxsie and the Banshees used to play to cue the audience that they were up next.
I saw this show at Radio City Music Hall, and honestly, seeing that gorgeous hall full of High Goth was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen. I also still remember, because it was one of those Perfect Days, the day we bought the tickets: first going to Radio City to stand online to buy the tickets and then handing around Washington Square Park all day with my friends Marc and Lara.
(& For Cure fans: that is a very young Robert Smith standing stage left and playing guitar.)
I wonder how many hours of my life have been spent watching live music – a lot, no doubt, and still? Never enough. Now I’m more likely to actually go see a performance of Rite of Spring, which seems pretty full circle, no?
Interviewer: What would you consider to be your greatest weakness?
Interviewer: Honesty? I don’t think honesty is a weakness.
Applicant: I don’t give a fuck what you think.
“Do you think I’ve gone round the bend?”
“I’m afraid so. You’re mad, bonkers, completely off your head. But I’ll tell you a secret. All the best people are.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland
Every year we read a ton of quotes attributed to Dr. King, and miss out on all the other amazing, liberatory art that’s come out of Black america. This is only an excerpt:
This is my own transcription:
But I aint come from a foolish tribe
we wants the the mule / the land / you can make it 300 years of blue chip stock in the entire operation
we want to be paid in a central bank the average worker farmer wage for all those years we gave it free
plus we want damages for all the killings and the fraud, the lynchings the missing justice the lies and frame ups the unwarranted jailings the tar and featherings the character and race assassinations historical slander ugly caricatures for every sambo stepnfetchit flick
we want to be paid
for every hurtful thing you did or said
for all the land you took for all the rapes all the rosewoods and black wall streets you jobs
all the miseducation jobs lost
segregated shacks we live in
the disease that ate & killed us
for all the mad police that drilled us
all the music and dances you stole
the styles the language the hip clothes you copied
the careers you stopped
all these are suits, specific litigation
I didn’t know there was one until my friend Ben posted these groovy photos on Facebook, so I thought I’d share the day and the photos with you all.
They are such a lovely pretty form of goofy.
So happy to see someone has made a documentary about disability and sexuality:
This narrative, written by Mark O’Brian and originally published back in 1990, is stunning and important and moving and amazing.
Letting me go, she put her hands down on the bed by my shoulders and kissed my chest.
This act of affection moved me deeply. I hadn’t expected it; it seemed like a gift from her heart. My chest is unmuscular, pale, and hairless, the precise opposite of what a sexy man’s chest is supposed to be. It has always felt like a very vulnerable part of me. Now it was being kissed by a caring, understanding woman and I almost wept.
And these articles all came my way via Andrea Grieve-Smith because of this one about a madam who is in the news for wanting to start a brothel for the disabled.
I want to go back to SE Asia.
“Never has the dedication of the people who practice the teaching profession been spotlighted in the way it has over the past few days.We were shown, in dramatic terms, to what lengths teachers are willing to go to fulfill the crucial mandate they have been given: the education and welfare of the most precious members of our society. Yet they are so often treated with disdain.” – Chan Lowe
Be sure to read the blog post that goes with this amazing image.
I got back to Appleton yesterday just in time for a blizzard to drop! It’s very pretty, and actually a very nice welcome back.
And this, a new video created by my lovely spouse and performed by members of Lawrence’s amazing Conservatory. Or, this is the pretty place where we work.