Bad blogger.
I’m still reading blogs — and bookmarking, obviously — but it feels like a time to step back and un-invest myself in some of the blogosphere in order to reevaluate some of my previous actions and opinions. Mostly I feel like my voice is unnecessary in many of the debates that are raging across the ‘sphere, and in many cases, I’m finding that I’m falling on a side I didn’t used to back. In retrospect, this “side” (so to speak) is far more representative of my beliefs than what I’ve been professing. Perhaps I’m in a growth spurt.
In the meantime I am publishing some of the better things I come across, in addition to marking some of the pages I want to return to as references. Come here, then read some of the things I offer. I’ll be around.
Those Sears portraits have kept me laughing for hours.
More links to funny kitty songs!!! This, I demand!
:D
What is this “other side”?
The Dark Side?
Heh, I came over to comment about a long, awesome story you wrote about a man using his size and demands to hear someone’s “forbidden” name over a woman, but I see it nowhere but my RSS reader. Thought you might like to know that it’s out there but not out there.
(Here’s where I make a lot of big assumptions about what you’re undergoing. If these are wrong or too explicit or whatever, feel free to disown, deride, or delete.)
I just wanted to stop by to say that I feel you. My experience of feminism has changed drastically as a result of reading and listening and considering what Bint helpfully calls the de-centering of my whiteness, the painful work of recognizing and working to undermine my privilege. This as a result of her work, Brownfemipower’s work, nubian at Blackademic’s work, angryblackbitch’s work, lots of book-learnin’, and being made to face my own unconscious racism by living in a shockingly segregated city. Meeting women whose goals are and who organize around survival, keeping their children alive and out of jail and off drugs, fighting police brutality, and fighting for their right to affordable housing has made other feminist discussions on the internets way less vital. At the risk of misrepresenting others’ struggles, I would venture to say that it is important to see their struggles as feminist struggles so to give up the jealous control white liberal feminists have over the terms.
Anyway, this is all just to say that growing is painful and strange, but we are allowed to grow. And I think we must.
hearts,
sina