“And if they ask you about Gaza.. Tell them: In it there is a martyr nursed by a martyr photographed by a martyr sent off by a martyr and prayed for by a martyr”
Aracelis Girmay, “Ars Poetica” | John Berger, And Our Faces, My Heart, Brief as Photos | Derek Walcott, “The Antilles: Fragments of Epic Memory (Nobel Lecture)” | sam sax, “Prayer for the Mutilated World” | Edmond Jabés, “Drawn Curtains”
Notes that make you fucking insane
France is just the brother of britain ? We shame britain. We shame france. No one gets left.
A vibe
Absence and lack of communication makes the heart idealize a person. This subconsciously twists your perception of them into thinking that they are something greater than they really are. They ain’t shit. They don’t care. And neither should you.
The Spoonie vote is one of the most powerful. 🗳
Register. Vote.
In my area at the very least, and I would assume others. There SHOULD be a drop off point (or more) in your county/city clerk’s office. The mail makes me nervous as I’ve had shipping issues and I’ve always voted in person. Being able to drop it into a designated spot myself gave me such peace of mind.
Also there are sites that can tell you if your ballot has been received (tho again ymm depending on your state) My mother has already been able to confirm that her ballot has been received!
your fat friends notice the fatphobic things you say about people you don’t like
Black Feminism & Abolition
if you want to actually engage with intersectional feminism & what abolition really means, this is your homework:
this is a curated list of texts that i find the most helpful for illustrating why we all should also be abolitionists. the bolded are the ones i’ve found the most helpful thus far. & reminder to buy the books when you can, preferably from independent / leftist / black-owned bookstores… and see what you can find at your local library! keep these works in circulation!
I collected a bunch of "haha I don't have 2020 vision" "oh God not like that" posts
Antonin Mercié/Adalbert Volk, Robert E. Lee Monument, Richmond, Virginia, 1890. Projection by Dustin Klein; photo by Alexis Delilah; spray paint improvement by the public, 2020.
Back in the 1800s you could just show up to a town and be like “I’m a wealthy prince” or “I’m a doctor” and no one checked if you were lying. I was born in the wrong time because in that madness I would thrive
“We’re all in this together?”