Wednesday, October 31, 2012

This will someday be my life.

[Obviously minus all of that hideous art and featuring much more Afrocentric art.]

Jonathan Adler Catalog
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"Our job is to love people. When it hurts. When it’s awkward. When it’s uncool and embarrassing. Our job is to stand together, to carry the burdens of one another and to meet each other in our questions." 
--Jamie Tworkowksi

(via Free Bird)  

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I cannot be the woman of your life because I am already the woman of my own.

Click this link.


Listen to the play bar at the top.

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(...for your jaw to be down here.)

And let's throw in a little loc lust

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Women who are perfection Vol. 2

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#LegacyIsTheRealAffirmativeAction

As many as 15 percent of freshmen at America’s top schools are white students who failed to meet their university’s minimum standards for admission, according to Peter Schmidt, deputy editor of the Chronicle of Higher Education. These kids are “people with a long-standing relationship with the university,” or in other words, the children of faculty, wealthy alumni and politicians.
According to Schmidt, these unqualified but privileged kids are nearly twice as common on top campuses as Black and Latino students who had benefited from affirmative action.

(via La Belle Vita) 
"Rude girls aren't the antithesis of feminism. They aren't even a different form of feminism. I am hesitant to label women of color's efforts to survive and carve a place in the world anything as flawed as feminism because things really just tend to be larger than the labels we give them. A rude girl is just the girl you need her to be, point blank. Get into her narcissism, her cockiness, her sex-positive approaches. Honey, really get into the way she tears down obstacles--with a little flair and a whole bunch of attitude. Even if you can't hang with her, you can hang with the way she handles her shit--because it's the way we sometimes want to: open and blunt, with the tell-tale knowledge that she is, and always will be, the shit."

(via come correct) 

She is perfection.

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Not gonna lie, after Rumble2012, I would have voted John Stewart into any position imaginable...

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"A racist woman is not a feminist; she doesn’t care about helping women, just the women who look like her and can buy the same things she can. A transphobic woman is not a feminist; she is overly concerned with policing the bodies and expressions of others. A woman against reproductive rights — to use bell hook’s own example, and an issue close to your heart — is not a feminist; she prioritizes her dogma or her disgust over the bodies of others. An ableist woman is not a feminist; she holds some Platonic ideal of what a physically or mentally “whole” person should be and tries to force the world to fit inside it."
--Nyux, "An Open Letter to Caitlin Morgan"

(via Free Bird) 

Do you, boo.

"Actually, being what you are is the simplest.
What is difficult is to stop being what you are not.
Because we wish to keep hold of our attachments.
Freedom is to be free of attachments and the main attachment is to the ‘I’-self."
--Mooji

(via Free Bird) 

Music for your Wednesday

Wynter Gordon:

"We have to consciously study how to be tender with each other until it becomes a habit because what was native has been stolen from us, the love of black women for each other."
--Audre Lorde

(via come correct) 

My friend CC's thesis is basically on this and I'm excited.

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Hurricane long weekend would have been better with snuggles in this:

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Fact: I've never watched The Office.

But this guy's name is evidently Oscar, and he is on point.
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CAAS just isn't going to be the same without him...

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When I saw the call go out for students to participate in his tribute video on campus, I felt like I had to participate, even though they were looking for students who had taken multiple classes with him and I'd only taken one. My first African-American Studies class. The first time I ever had a class with an instructor who looked like me. 

I firmly believe this man is responsible for fundamentally altering the course of my life, and besides what I conveyed in that video, he will likely never know the impact he had on me. How can one measure the effect of being exposed to Du Bois for the first time? Of first reading bell hooks? Of knowing that someone you watch on television knows your name and will take the time to talk to you when you run into him at the mall? 

I started asking questions like I'd never asked before with this man. I stopped taking the world the way it was presented to me for granted. I felt this rush of wanting to learn that was long-forgotten and refreshing at the same time. No one else inspires me like this man has inspired me.

So I can't help but feel like Princeton has lost something precious. But at the same time, I know that CAAS will keep doing big things, because the entire department is chock full of superstars, many of whom may have been struggling for room to shine. 

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