I don't racialize those moments to take away anything, but to say this--I am fucking sick of hearing about black people in the 60s. At least I am sick of hearing about in the way we discuss, like only Abraham Lincoln happened before Martin Luther King, like everyone marched on Washington, or grew an Afro. I am just tired.
I want to hear about white people, now. Not their mythologizing and blind glamor, and not their cynical, infantile backlashing against that blind glamor (No more whining about how much the suburbs suck, please.) I want to hear something humble about a world I can't even envision, because here is the thing: If you tell me about that world, if you tell me something I don't know, and tell me about it in all its lush beauty, and rank hypocrisy, I will see myself in you. You don't have to show me my pedigree. Just show me yours. Don't try to be "inclusive." Just try to be human. Just tell me a story.
Showing posts with label praxis. Show all posts
Showing posts with label praxis. Show all posts
Monday, September 14, 2009
Storytelling
Coates:
Saturday, June 6, 2009
I Am Dr. Tiller
An incredible project full of defiance, determination, dedication, and love.
Blub.
Update: More blub inducement by Cara at GlobalComment.
Blub.
Update: More blub inducement by Cara at GlobalComment.
Labels:
abortion,
assassination,
praxis,
reproductive justice
Monday, June 1, 2009
Some beautiful posts
Go. Read them in their entirety. To excerpt them would be to mangle their integrity.
Hilzoy on Dr. George Tiller
One of Sullivan's readers on torture.
Hilzoy on Dr. George Tiller
One of Sullivan's readers on torture.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Praxis
I went to the Prop 8 protest yesterday.
It was fucking fantastic. We marched down the middle of Michigan Ave. and stopped traffic.
It was fucking fantastic. We marched down the middle of Michigan Ave. and stopped traffic.
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