I appear on stage, arising from my strike, to point to an exceedingly important feminist post and to introduce a new blog, 49 percent. Of course, the idea of 49% means to me 49% time, no benefits, and makes me want to burst into song (to the tune of “Joy To the World”): Joy to … More Strike Flash
Now, despite my strike, we will sing. Martinho da Vila has one of the very best voices in the history of all Brazil, insofar as I know it, and this is the first samba video I ever found that incorporated real scenes from home. Axé.
One of the ideas I found most disturbing in Reeducation was that one necessarily had a problematic situation and was a problematic person. The best one could do was creep along in life, try to improve in small ways, and show forbearance. It was hard to understand since I had an interesting job and a … More On Drudgery — A Prophylactic Post
QUE SAUDADE! Axé.
I am still on strike, so we can take this hiatus to explain a code word in this site: REEDUCATION. Reeducation began in 1991. It was composed of (1) putatively “feminist” psychotherapy, by a gay male MSW in New Orleans but who was originally from Abbeville, to whom I was referred by someone in Baton … More The Reeducation Rag
I had an idea while I was sleeping. It went like this: The main way Reeducators and Reeducands catch their prey is by saying, “We know you think you are better than we are, but you aren’t. We know you think you are better than we are, but you aren’t. We know you think you … More “Elitist” Me. Response to That Whiteman, and to the Devil.
1. It took me about 24 hours to recover from a comment from a certain “Nice” White Lady [hereafter NWL]. I am irritated at this and also embarrassed about it. It is not how I want to spend my time. But that is how long it took to bounce back from the blow because this … More White Postscript, or, Toda Tu Rechingada Madre
A friend not yet born in 1969 just sent this and I had to laugh. He does not realize why it is so pertinent. “I got got got no time — no time left for you!” I’ve got got got no time for blog drama. Seasons change and so have I, no need to wonder … More The Guess Who
Y’all. Look at this big banner, up in Catalonia for Holy Week 2009. It says: GOD PROBABLY DOES NOT EXIST. STOP WORRYING AND ENJOY LIFE. Axé.
A band has moved in across the street and their music is pretty. I am taking a page from Momo and declaring that this has been a brain chemistry day, and it’s all right. But I do not wish to be a flyswatter. This weblog exists to grind certain ideas to a fine subatomic powder … More On Flyswatters
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