Why does everyone say “house-wife” or “house-husband” when “House-spouse” is not only gender neutral, but also RHYMES?
the prof asks the important questions.
Wait, spouse rhymes with house? I always pronounced it ‘spooze’ in my head /o\ WHY IS YOUR LANGUAGE SO WEIRD!!!
Because English beats up other languages in dark alleys, then rifles through their pockets for loose grammar and spare vocabulary.
Last month, when Glenn Ford was released from prison for a crime he didn’t commit, the state of Louisiana “gave him a $20 debit card for his troubles.” That, plus the four cents he had left in his prison account, was all he had.
How do you build up the material accumulations of a lifetime overnight? How do you do it with no money? Where do you even begin?
Ford’s friend John Thompson had a clever idea: Do what millions of Americans do when they are hoping that other people will buy them a whole bunch of stuff. Build an Amazon registry.
The Amazon Wish List is here.
Read the whole piece here.
Just bought this dude something off his wishlist. You should too.
I almost cried when I saw this part. This is what you do. You don’t continue on your way because it doesn’t involve you.
Look at the way she shields the stranger WITH HER OWN BODY.
This is what needs to happen when you see someone being bullied or harassed.
Can we talk about the fact that this is a girl who is clearly physically weaker than this man? Can we talk about the fact that even though she knows he could not only knock her out with one punch, but that he has the power to take advantage of her if he wants to, and she shows a clear sign of fear and nervousness yet STILL FACES HIM WITH COURAGE. Whearas, an entire group of young men who could have easily taken on one bully, later in the video, just walked right by as this poor guy was being threatened and hit.
How could he explain Ygritte to them? She’s warm and smart and funny and she can kiss a man or slit his throat. “She’s with Styr, but she’s not.. she’s young, only a girl, in truth, wild, but she.. ” She killed an old man for building a fire. His tongue felt thick and clumsy. The milk of the poppy was clouding his wits. “I broke my vows with her. I never meant to, but..” It was wrong. Wrong to love her, wrong to leave her..
Asked by challypete
what is a woman who likes to read mystery novels? what is a woman whose favorite color is purple? what is a woman who likes carrot cake? what is a woman who likes to travel?
we don’t ask those questions because they seem frivolous and irrelevant. but for some reason we collectively as a society are obsessed with labeling and demeaning women on the basis of their sexuality.
i personally find labeling a woman on the basis of her sexuality as silly as labeling a woman on the basis of whether or not she likes scarves would be.
does it truly matter?
this was so powerful I cried
Let me just introduce you guys to Rudy Francisco a.k.a my all-time favorite poet. I get chills whenever I hear him speak. Seriously go look him up on YouTube
Imagine you’re a young white guy facing capital murder charges where you can receive the death penalty… the victim in the case is a black man… when you go to trial and step into the courtroom… the judge is a black man… the two State prosecutors seeking the death penalty on you… are also black men… you couldn’t afford an attorney, so the Judge appointed you two defense lawyers who are also black men… you look in the jury box… there’s 8 more black people and 4 hispanics… the only white person in the courtroom is you… How would you feel facing the death penalty? Do you believe you’ll receive justice?
As outside of the box as that scene is, those were the exact circumstances of my trial. I was the only black person in the courtroom.
ransom and i got married several months ago in an intimate ceremony, but recently had a larger reception for more family and friends, and it was a blast! as we’re both writers, it seemed fitting to have the event at one of our favorite bookstores: the last bookstore in downtown LA. we’ve had a lot of requests for photos, so i thought i’d drop a few here. hope you enjoy them as much as we do!
:::for the especially curious:::
my bouquet: was made from the pages of ransom’s novel (miss peregrine’s home for peculiar children).
our photographers: brandon + katrina of brandon wong photography.
venue: the last bookstore in downtown los angeles.
catering: the extremely fabulous heirloomla.
flowers: from floral art!
the band: one of our favorite local indie bands, the gallery.
hugs and books!