Years ago I would go out in the neighborhood to hear Trombone Shorty, who was short because he was a little boy. Now he is taller. This is an astute article about the New Orleans Jazzfest, and about him, to which I was tipped off by the Changeseeker. Axé.
Here I was at graduation and interestingly, the filter hides the circles under my eyes. I am not particularly photogenic and I used to dislike photographs of myself for that reason, but now I like them because they are revealing. This one, in its unadulterated version, indicated that I needed much more sleep. Of course, … More Otro retrato
The following words and Hearn quotation are from Ashley Morris’ excellent blog. Read the whole post. Nineteenth century writer Lafcadio Hearn wrote a letter to a friend in Cincinnati about two years after he arrived in New Orleans in 1877, during a grim period in which thousands died from yellow fever. He summed up his … More Lafcadio Hearn
Read the post from which this is excerpted, and the comments thread. It is very much like religion, really – it’s all up to her. All she has to do is be obedient, do things right, and she will SHINE. She just has to follow the rules, endure the “struggles,” and remain loyal and faithful, … More On Coercion
I am not considering changing my own name, but I am considering changing this blog title to Flor y Canto or to the Nahuatl original of that phrase, in xóchitl in cuicatl. That is because the Sixth Sun is growing, and we are moving on to a new phase. In xóchitl in cuicatl indicates that … More In Xóchitl In Cuicatl
It is the 231st anniversary of the United States Declaration of Independence, and I would rather return to the eighteenth century – or perhaps earlier – and start over. Then again, ours is not the only country whose government, or official culture could use reevaluation. This is from Mexico’s Third Root, by Luz María Martínez … More Afro-mexicanidad
I As of today I am hiding in Mexico for two whole weeks. There are posts coming up, but they have been written ahead of time! Where I really wanted to be this summer, of course, was the Faroes first and Brazil second, and also several interesting places in the United States. But I am … More Des Voitures. Sobre los hombres y el feminismo.
I To fall like dry leaves, to rot on my topsoil, and be called by no name except “deportees.” Everyone knows about the plane wreck at Los Gatos by now, but there is a detail: once harvested by the braceros being sent back to the Mexican border, oranges were packed in creosote dumps to render … More Creosote
I “Since racial discrimination and segregation are over in this country,” said Z/Cero sardonically, “we can go right back to court sanctioned segregation.” Read all about it. “This is a decision that the Court and the nation will come to regret,” said Stephen Breyer, still lucid despite sitting with the likes of Rehnquist, Scalia and … More Purification
Today the weather was lovely and I was up early and worked all day, getting a lot done. My job at its best involves drawing pictures and saying things, much like a blog, if more officially serious (although I would say that it is in fact less serious). One narrator in my unfinished novel Madrid … More More on MADRID
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