“Why has the oppressed proletariat not come to its senses and joined you in your fight for world liberation? … [Because] they know that your antiquated styles of protest - your marches, hand held signs, and gatherings - are now powerless to effect real change because they have become such a predictable part of the status quo. They know that your post-Marxist jargon is off-putting because it really is a language of mere academic dispute, not a weapon capable of undermining systems of control.”—Nadia C., “Your Politics Are Boring as Fuck” (via primalbrain)
I knew that when I posted the pics of my daughter rockin’ her faux hawk, I’d get a lot of criticism from people that feel the need to talk badly about my parenting skills, despite the fact that they have no knowledge of mine or my daughter’s lives. I remember stumbling upon a comment from a…
“To my daughters, I need to say:
Go with the one who loves you biblically. The one whose love lifts its head to you despite its broken neck.
Whose body bursts sixteen arms electric to carry you, gentle, the way old grief is gentle. Love the love that is messy in all its too much,
The body that rides best your body, whose mouth saddles the naked salt of your far gone hips, whose tongue translates the rock language of all your elegant scars…”—Rachel McKibbens, An Untitled Poem (via inkedspired)
“The other afternoon, when you fell asleep on my shoulder, I drifted off too. But before I did, it occurred to me, looking around at all your things, and all your work, and going through all the years of work in my mind, that of all your work, you are still the most beautiful, the most beautiful work of all.”—Patti Smith reads from Just Kids (via npr)
“And, you know, politics aside, the success of Sarah Palin and women like her is good for all women — except, of course, those who will end up, you know, like, paying for their own rape kit ‘n’ stuff. But for everybody else, it’s a win-win. Unless you’re a gay woman who wants to marry your partner of 20 years. Whatever. But for most women, the success of conservative women is good for all of us. Unless you believe in evolution. You know, actually, I take it back. The whole thing’s a disaster.”—the missing portion of Tina Fey’s acceptance speech, which was snipped by PBS from last night’s broadcast of the Mark Twain Prize ceremony. (via washingtonpoststyle)
In The Wretched of the Earth, Frantz Fanon memorably dismisses the postcolonial middle-class as hapless intermediaries between the glories of Europe and the banalities of their complicated locales:
Here the dynamic aspect, the characteristics of the inventor and of the discoverer of new worlds which are found in all national bourgeoisies are lamentably absent … because the national bourgeoisie identifies itself with the Western bourgeoisie, from whom it has learnt its lessons.
Is this damning verdict true? Nearly fifty years later, are we still, culturally speaking, hiding black origins behind white masks? If not, then how do race and class signifiers influence our ideas of West Indian culture?….
In Caribbean Middlebrow: Leisure Culture and the Middle Class, Belinda Edmondson wades into this cultural quicksand with revisionist zeal. By re-reading a neglected corpus of middlebrow literature, she makes the case that Fanon’s bewildered intermediaries contributed much more to our cultural patrimony than many critics have been willing to allow. As an associate professor in the departments of English and African American and African Studies at Rutgers, Edmondson is well placed to consider these questions and, happily, she writes lean, erudite prose.
Christian Campbell reads his poem, “Light Skinned’id”
Still not freed from Freud, I’m fried on the outside. What a brown on me. Since the colour beneath my colour is curried. It wants to come out, my high yellow id. Always on the verge of beige. It wants me to Ambi my skin, to blossom a peach all over. Throwing tantrums the colour of tan. My id has such a need. Here it goes with its libido of gold. Clashing with the ego, my I, a browner negro, and the superego, who’s a radiant absence of white. He thinks he’s in charge
By many measures, West is the foremost pop-music artist in the country, and he’s ludicrously aware of this fact. It causes him to behave in ways that don’t entirely make sense to normal people. When he stopped by the Today show this week to promote his album, he wound up telling someone off-camera to be quiet, and snipped at Matt Lauer about a video clip — of his infamous confrontation with Taylor Swift at the 2009 MTV Video Music Awards — playing while he was trying to talk. This seems absurdly arrogant, unless you follow West’s logic: The Today show needs him far more than he needs it. It’s not just the video clip that’s making him feel insulted — it’s the show’s failure to recognize this fact. When you’ve had to earn and demand respect, instead of having it offered to you as a courtesy — and this is precisely how a lot of black men in hip-hop feel about life — you can wind up touchy about the moments when it’s withheld or begrudged.
“I think what art is always doing is making us see the world so differently, and I don’t mean just colors and light, but re-thinking relationships, spatial relationships, psychological relationships … those who gravitate to the art world actually want to be puzzled.”—RoseLee Goldberg (via simko)