Monday, August 31, 2009
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Semenya's Race and Sex Struggle
"But the reality is that Semenya may be neither “boy” nor “girl,” or could be both. And who cares? It happens. Our social certainty about the male-female divide is not supported by biology. As Northwestern University bioethics professor Alice Dreger told the New York Times last week, “As I like to say, ‘Humans like categories neat, but nature is a slob.’ ”
Children are routinely born with cellular variation on the XX and XY chromosome sets that define boy and girl status. Hormone levels vary, too, as do the secondary traits we associate with a given sex. People have large, protruding clitorises; scrotums divided such that they look like labia; inactive hormone receptors and on and on. Anywhere from 1 in 1,500 to 1 in 2,000 births require specialists to assign a child’s sex, according to the Intersex Society of North America. After these assignments are made, cruel plastic surgeries to “correct” perfectly natural physical variations are often performed for no medical purpose whatsoever. Kids are mutilated to ensure they fit comfortably inside our mythical gender boxes."
http://www.theroot.com/views/semenyas-race-and-sex-struggle
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
We get religion
At mutant fest, We need our souls to be free to question.
Are we overcome by the power of love?
Are we family, Watershoes?
We are free!
Friday, May 22, 2009
Sunday, May 3, 2009
call me hard up, or hopeless.
Sean Na Na has been one of my favorite music projects of the last dozen years. It's a full band now, but Let's focus on Sean Na Na himself. He's been touring for at least a dozen years under various monikers including Har Mar Superstar, and was part of the noise outfit Calvin Krime. Sean Tillman's voice is one thing I can almost guarantee will calm me down . As rue-ridden as his songs can be, there's something like gently woven cotton in his voice through tales of partying taken too far and friends lost. The 2007 album "family trees or, Cope we must" is generally more positive, and is a delightful installment to any workweek listening habits. Unnamed reviews in print and internet ruled against the perfectly produced piece of power pop magic. Power pop or go to bed.
There's a competition within this post. If you can listen to this song on repeat for at least one hour, You will win a set of two spoke cards, a map of Ontario and maybe my heart. I have actually had it on for two hours. If you want to listen to it with me, that's even better.
This song is good for
1. Murcurial evenings when everything seems wierd and any unfamiliar songs would be way too much to handle
2. Mornings where the prospect of breathing and seeing anything or anyone outside of bed is completely unnerving (it kind of makes things easier)
3. Writing
4. analyzing any dishonesty to one's self
5. substance misusing yourself to a tumor
Either way, I'm going to need them all
to get through one more spell of dizziness
because
i'm just too scared to find out what the real problem is
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Swallowing hard to contain every sparkle of every morning
Saturday night I get a ride from the Benefit down to Portland, where the Black Rose Infoshop was having a benefit party and show, where New Band Tiny Knives played an AMAZING first show.
Sunday was spent drank-ing coffee with my friends Justa, Jai and Shirt and went to a Pinball Tournament my friend Ben was in (My friend took third, by the way.) After every tournament round, I would play the Free Replays. Later, Coffee with Justa, Gin with Emily and lots of rose-fragranced sleep. Oh, Spring, Oh friendship, Oh dear.
Monday was spent in slow indulgences, fresh mushrooms, lengthy walks and charming companionship. We love you, Portland! Now it's back to seattle. At least we have a beach to listen to Roger Miller around a campfire on. Kevvy and I had a long talk on our drive home. He says he's going to appreciate girls wearing cream coloured clothes, I'm going to wear my falling in love braids and attitude every day. YEAH SPRING!
MP3
(Current loves. Chiptunes, sweetheart breakcore, 70's Nashville hits, Folk punk, Singing saws, pretty makeout music)
Talk To Animals - Computerisms (Remix)
DJ Foxdye - Beneath Machine and Flesh
George Morgan - Sounds of Goodbye
The Browns - Everyone's Darlin' Plus Mine
Arthur Russell - Don't Forget About Me
Hey Tiger - Coffee
Wojhan - Bingo City
Amiina - Rugla
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Now as you eat, don't think of the one you love.
Some of you kittens may be aware that I am attempting the steps of relocation - planning to purchase a school bus and convert it to my home, potentially staying in Olympia for a few months but eventually nesting in Portland. The whole thing frightens me, but this is a city I feel is loosing a portion of it's once playful nature and affordability - but I love it more than I can express. There are friends there and a community i need to connect with. I'm not ready, but I'm aiming for the autumn. Even writing this down makes me shaky. I want to take all of my close friends with me...Too bad Portland's bus system is a piece of crumb cake.
OK! Here's some photos.
Lolita glasses, Bling and a pinball from my friend Ben
My friends are the lost hot kids. (Amina, Belau, Julia Grofrer)
The day after Dogwater days - a two day festival for DJ dogwater's birthday.
uhhhh more later
Monday, February 23, 2009
No more microhouse today kids.
I lament the loss of Kendra, Bridget and Holly from the "Girl's Next Door". More power to the ladies for moving on and out of an opressive situation...but most people have a questionable pleasure? I like the girl's next door a lot; the one reality show where everyone is nice and sweet and girlish.(Even if i inherently think the concept is kinda gross, and playboy never gave me anything but Little redheaded Annie comics in the 70's...and Bridgette Marquiat.) There are petite dogs, fluffy cats, frilled lingerie and birthday parties abound. Holly and Bridgette are also of great intelligence. It was a show i could giggle at, enjoy for the overly pink aestetics, and the overall harmlessness of the hijinx. Geeze Kendra, talk about breaking up the band. I'm pretty sure reality television will never be this nice ever again.
FIN.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
she would smile and i felt it all over the floor
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Vainilla Apprecciation post
She is an amazing broken gameboy pop artist, and also one of the freshest, confusing, and sometimes filthy artists around.
Top on my lists of Artists to take E with.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Happy Mew Year!
I spent the New Year in Portland at Comic Nerd friend house! There were cute, drunk nerds EVERYWHERE talking about comix. There was also a drum jam session and martial arts fighting. I spent it with Julia Grofrer and Brodie Kelly, and there were few people on earth i cared more to see! (aside from you, of course.) It was magical. Later, friends were made on a walk to Division street to sleep peacefully in a beautiful, although chilly bus. It was like having a five star hotel in my eyes!
New Year's day was just as good, long walks in the rain, late breakfast and conversations with sugarspeech Amina, and collecting heartfriend Belau for dance party with Julia, and later neighbours and karaoke. Sleepover party of some importance, snow, awaking in wonderland to find Brodie presented us with a tea party with carrots, trail mix, crackers, tomatoes, and chex mix. The mlk was in a tiny jar. It gets no better than this. Later, wandering around and getting a sweet rideshare with a bunch of really sweet folks. Uncontrollable heart! PDX IS SPECIALIZED. Hope your new year was magical!
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
The boy who snared the sun
As shown here by Heidi Estey
On Saint Margaret's day, all the pretty girls wear daisy crowns, get drunk, take long walks, sit on stoops, explain saint Margaret's day to the uninformed, and sometimes watch meteor showers. Saint Margaret's day is traditionally celebrated in portland oregon and is a three day festival. Our patron virgin and Martyr is of Antioch.
But this new year is all about stories! Here's a good story to listen to. It's a story about animals ruling the planet, door mice, prarie wolves, and mastadons. There's just a couple people, a few innovative sun-snaring ideas, and a lot of snow. I got it from the book "American Indian Fairy Tales".
The Boy Who Snared the sun (MP3)

