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Let me tell you something about life. One day you’re puttering along, everything seems cool, whatever. You’ve redecorated your living room, you’re thinking about cleaning off your bulletin board by your desk. You’re gonna vacuum later. Then you go take a shower and the hose connected to the base of your downstairs toilet just detaches, just like that, not unlike the charging cord for this laptop I’m using right now. Just for no apparent reason and without warning and not because you’re a horrible person with unpaid late fees at the library and you sometimes listen to The Eagles. No, this could not have been predicted nor prevented. So while you’re in the shower becoming a clean adult with ambitions, singing along to “Take It To The Limit,” your entire downstairs area is becoming a kiddie pool. Your dogs are asleep on the couch, completely oblivious to the devastation being brought upon your dining room table legs, your bookshelves, the socks you left in the floor, and yes, your sandals. You step out of the shower some 30 minutes later to the sound of rushing water. But wait, you think to yourself, I just turned the water off. Why does the water sound so ON? You wrap a towel around yourself and walk cautiously into the hallway, fully entertaining the idea that Joe Pesci and Daniel Stern have robbed your house and then turned every faucet on full blast before making their getaway in a beat up blue minivan. Your pace quickens as you descend the stairs to find an ankle-deep lagoon in your kitchen. You splash into it to and run like a confused bird to the bathroom where you find water shooting from the wall like a broken fire hydrant, all the while yelling “WHAT THE FUCK SHIT FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT?? SHIT FUCK WHAT?? OH MY FUCKING FUCK HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK.” You throw open the front door because that’s where the main water line is and that is where you will turn the water off, you hope, only to find that the lagoon has also made its way out that door, onto your sidewalk and is flowing out into the parking lot. You pause for the briefest moment to lament “HOLY! FUCK!” before bending down and shutting off the water entirely. You’re proud of yourself for remembering how to turn off the water. It’s at this moment that you remember you are in a towel, and only a towel, cursing loudly outside your flooded house. You remember this because about fifteen yards away, a man in khakis and a polo shirt holding a small stack of mail is closing the door to his truck and looking at you. You shut your front door and splash your way back through your living room, where two dogs have found their way down from the dry sofa they were once resting on and are now standing in your new lagoon, staring up at you as if to say, “what the fuck?” The confused dogs jump onto the other sofa (the one you use, the one they aren’t allowed on) and walk from one end to the other, probably in attempt to find a portal to another universe in which this shit is not happening. You corral the dogs through the lagoon and up the stairs, yelling a variety of half-sentences like, “TOILET HOSE JUST—? NO, UPSTAIRS! UP! WHAT THE— JUST! IT’S EVERYWH— GO UPSTAIRS! GO! JESUS HOLY— MY PHONE— MY COMPUTER OH GOD I— OH MY GOD! NEED TO UNPLUG THE— OH MY GOD” and so on. On your way up the stairs you glance outside the back door to see another lagoon, one filled with potted plants and a small metal statue of a dog that your wife payed too much money for at Goodwill three years ago, and you think, “Is this real life?”
And it is. It is real life. Because the thing about life is that it’s always real, you guys.
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+ Celebrating Gender Diversity Through Art. This here is a profile on Drew Riley and you are going to enjoy it.
+ Mary Emily O’Hara and Here’s What the Law Says About Tennessee’s ‘No Gays Allowed’ Store. HINT: it ain’t pretty.
In Tennessee, just as in 28 other U.S. states, it’s perfectly legal to post a “no gays” sign in the window of a store. It’s legal to tell an LGBT person to get out of a public park, to refuse to serve them a meal in a restaurant, to deny them care at a doctor’s office, or to decline to open a bank account for someone because they are gay or transgender. In those states, it’s all 100 percent legal.
Also legal in 28 states: denying housing to LGBT people. A landlord can legally send an eviction notice that says “you have to leave because you’re a lesbian.” A real estate agent can say, “sorry, but I won’t sell this house to a gay couple.” A broker can blatantly tell you there’s no apartments for rent for transgender folks.
Guess what else is well within the legal rights of residents in 28 U.S. states? Firing an employee because they are LGBT—or simply not hiring them. It’s entirely legal to say, “No thanks. You’re qualified, but we just don’t want your kind working here.”
+ Wow these assholes just will not stop. Arsonist Burns Mural Depicting Queer Love in San Francisco.
+ Speaking of SF, Did Apple Provide Too Much of a Good Thing at Pride Parade?
+ We published a piece in March on this amazing project about the disappearing dyke bar scene, Last Call NOLA. Here’s a mini episode featuring restaurant owner Ellen Rabin about when Pride wasn’t a bunch of corporate bullshit.
+ Teen Vogue publishes essay on embracing feminism? Teen Vogue publishes essay on embracing feminism.
+ CarmenLeah Ascencio has published a super important and inspiring piece on BGD: Six Steps You Can Take to Start Healing From Trauma Right Now. Share it far and wide.
+ Anna Holmes on the Longform Podcast! Speaking truth!
“I think that Jezebel contributed to what I now call ‘outrage culture,’ but outrage culture has no sense of humor. We had a hell of a sense of humor, that’s where it splits off. … The fact that people who are incredibly intelligent and have interesting things to say aren’t given the room to work out their arguments or thoughts because someone will take offense is depressing to me.”
+ On Shia Labeouf and Appropriation: This Is What Happens When Nobody Knows Your Name by DJ Kuttin Kandy. READ THIS AND LEARN THINGS.
Saw This, Thought of You
+ If you work, this will perhaps be of interest/devastation to you: Shocking Numbers Reveal Just How Burnt Out American Workers Are, as well as Americans Lose 12.4 Billion Leisure Hours to Employers Every Year.
+ What It Means To Be Landless: Alaska Native Bill in Congress. Read it read it read it. Read the whole thing.
+ Take some time to appreciate 26-Year-Old Frida Kahlo’s Compassionate Letter to 46-Year-Old Georgia O’Keeffe. :cat with heart eyes emoji:
+ Whole Foods CEOs Apologize For Overcharging Their Customers. Y’all, Whole Foods is on a trip right now. This is like when your mom started going to those meetings and got a new haircut and started giving you $20 for no reason and you were like, would this be a good time to ask about turning the basement into my new bedroom or maybe tickets to the Aerosmith concert? And the answer is yes, kid. Now is that time.
Lajimodiere recalls an incident with her father after she began researching the boarding school experience. “One day, about a year before he died, I brought the documentary In the White Man’s Image for my father to watch. The video spoke of the government’s attempt to stamp out American Indian culture, language, tradition, stories, and ceremonies. It reviewed the background of Captain Richard Pratt and detailed his educational experiment designed to transform the Indian into the white man’s image. Pratt’s first school, in Carlisle, Pennsylvania, was profiled, and the second school, in Chemawa, near Salem, Oregon, where my father was sent, was mentioned. The video documented the use of whistles, bells, bugles, and military-style punishment and daily regiment, the building of guard houses on school campuses, kids dying of homesickness, disease, and poor nutrition. The narrator said that boarding schools left a legacy of confused and lonely children.
“Following the video, and after a long silence, with head in hands, he said softly, ‘So that’s what the goddamn hell they were trying to do to us.’ The power and impact of his words slammed into me and I sat trembling, fighting back tears, unable to say a word, unable to comfort him. He had never learned, throughout his entire life, about the government’s assimilation policy, why he was stolen, why his hair was shaved off, why he was beaten for speaking Cree, why he had Christianity forced on him. This was his soul wound,” she wrote in “A Healing Journey.”
+ This happened and everyone collectively lost their shit.
+ Stef saw this and thought of you and really, who in their right mind could blame her? The Art of Preserving Tattooed Skin After Death.
+ Just some more parenting-type advice to completely confuse you and make you feel like a total fuck-up even if you’ve never had a kid! Don’t Call Kids “Smart”: “People labeled smart at a young age don’t deal well with being wrong. Life grows stagnant.” Jesus we are all so fucked.
Riese made me obsessed with this tumblr today. So many scissors and eggs, y’all. What are you even cutting??