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whitewashing

there is no such thing as "white culture", and the greatest threat to the cultural heritage of different types of white people is the idea that white culture exists.
obviously, issues of race and culture have been pushed further forward in the last few days, and there are about a thousand different discussions that could and should happen, and i'm not able in terms of knowledge or time available to cover even a fraction of them, but there is one that i wanted to chip away at, where i think i have adequate knowledge to speak cogently: the far right idea of "white culture".

demonstrations like the ones that happened last friday and saturday champion the cause of "white culture" and claim to defend it in the face from exterior threats. this sort of bluster often emerges when governments decide to change or remove traditions and symbols that are deemed offensive to non-whites. that's what we were faced with this weekend, but it's hardly a unique …
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the real deal

donald trump has shown us all who he is. it's high time we believed him. 
we know that donald trump lies. he lies better than a lot of us can tell the truth because, like all great liars, he doesn't care that he's lying. he's saying what needs to be said in order to get what he wants- votes, money, adoration, land... i have a theory [and it's just a theory] that this is partly why trump bristles when confronted with his lies, why he doubles and triples down on things that are demonstrably false: he doesn't get why we think he was wrong to say it. if it was something that was said in the service of reaching a goal, and the goal was reached, why should the details of the journey matter? so he petulantly insists that what he said was true, but what he really means is that what he said worked, which should be justification for having said it. like i said, it's just a theory.

but there is another way in which donald trump is completely honest. he may lie about …

making faces :: holiday spirit

since i was a child, my favourite holiday was halloween, just because of the mystery that surrounded it. [never underestimate the enchanting power of mystery on a child's imagination.] but coming in a reasonably close second is international lipstick day, which is, you guessed it, this very day.

slapping on a great lipstick has the power to uplift the spirit and confer confidence when i feel i'm lacking. it helps reflect my mood or to create a visual representation of what i'm feeling on a particular day. and it's different for everyone. everyone wears colours next to their very own skin tone, with their very own chemistry. each person has their own favourite colours and formulas based on what makes them feel good. some people have a signature shade. some people like to play around with different colours daily. some people only like to wear lipstick for a special occasion. some people can spot very subtle differences among shades in the same family. the bottom line is…

you make me sick

i never do this, but, trigger warning: this article literally made dom throw up! grotesque mockery of both disabled and trans people + disrespect for the mentally ill
read at your own risk.
the reason i'm sharing this is because it just evoked a need to rant. dom's response was sadness and shock. mine is a volcanic kind of anger that needs to be released. so i'm going to rant, but consider the above warning. i don't think you should read that article, although you can if you want to. i'm just saying that i need to unleash the demons it stirs up in me, or something very bad is going to happen.
i was hoping this was a bad joke (it is the daily fail, after all), but a quick check of the internets has multiple, credible sources for the story.
this person is insulting the real struggles of disabled and trans people. she wears a disability like it's a favourite outfit, taking it off when she wants to go skiing. and she uses the cultural idioms of the trans movement as c…

naming and shaming

in order to help deal with the anxiety that comes from moving, unpacking and everything else that has been going on in the last few weeks, i've put a little time into my continuing study of genealogy. this is an ongoing process for me, because i'm ultimately determined to find out how i came by every single strand of dna in my body. but it's also a regular, calming activity that chiefly involves data entry into an extremely large tree. my discoveries in recent weeks have been enlightening, but they've brought to my attention the rather peculiar practice of nicknaming that was common among my ancestors [and probably yours too].

i understand the need for these nicknames. back in those days, every family seemed to have about six names that they used, so, if you were talking about your cousin john, chances are that there were at least eight or nine individuals who fit the bill. furthermore, since everyone was marrying their cousins and producing children that bore a striki…

the father, the son and the holy shit

during the time that we were without a solid internet connection [or at least, without an unlimited internet package], i wondered if the trump administration would somehow sort itself out, come clean about its russian problems, right the ship and start focusing on america's real problems. ok, i actually didn't think that, but i liked to imagine that, in my snow white-like repose, something positive might happen, so that things didn't seem so hilariously out of control. it was a nice, if naive, thought.

instead, i come back to see that donald trump jr. picked a twitter fight with the acid-tongued ana navarro [about the fact that she said his sister ivanka was intelligent] just hours before reports came out that he and his nearly mute but all powerful brother in law, and the campaign manager with the super-obvious ties to russia, met with a lawyer who may or may not be associated with the kremlin about receiving some damning information about hillary clinton from the russia…

did you miss me?

what's got two thumbs, an internet connection and finally found her computer keyboard?

this girl!!!!!


yes, i have been on a rather extended blogoliday, owing to the fact that my computer bits got packed [by me] in different areas, and it took me a long time to find my keyboard. well, i haven't spent the last couple of weeks just doing that, of course. there was a whole move, plus finishing up the packing i mentioned in my last post, plus having to fit work in there so that nice new apartment can be paid for, plus starting the epic process of unpacking in the new apartment... you know the drill.

nevertheless, i continue to experience everything in my mind as a possible future blog post, which is just my way of saying that i've missed you all very much.

as i'm writing this, i'm not in what will become my customary writing position, because, among the things that have gone missing during the move are the screws that hold the desk together. we unfortunately don't …