Oh, man.
If They Gunned Me Down. Silence Is Not an Option.
I have only ever enjoyed one Richard Linklater movie, which was Bernie, and I think Boyhood looks UN-BEARABLE, so I am happy to believe that Michelle Markowitz is right. Rebecca Mead didn’t like it either!
Buzzfeed finds employees who lie about their mental health to avoid being discriminated against:
Jacobin on the thwarted attempt to unionize pro-wrestling:
Nothing is more real — and more obscured by the smoke and mirrors of the mat — than a simple fact: the billion dollar spectacle of pro wrestling relies entirely on the ruthless economic, mental, and physical exploitation of its performers. In that world, of lingering physical ailments, screwjob employment contracts, and chugalug drug abuse, Hulk Hogan is a millionaire named Terry Bollea, a favorite of WWF management, poached from a Minneapolis wrestling promotion and transformed into the star of “Hulkamania.” In that world, in 1986, Bollea ratted out his fellow wrestlers to crush a nascent unionization drive ahead of Wrestlemania II.
This is a ripping yarn!
For the first 24 hours, Danny Danihel had felt pretty comfortable with the bomb. A device that big could easily bring the entire building down, but he knew that no sensible extortionist would blow up his target before he’d gotten his money. Since the midnight deadline had come and gone, the situation was different. Now the thing could go off at any moment. And Danihel still had dozens of questions: When did the timer start running? How accurate was it? How reliable were the batteries? How good was this guy’s wiring? Was he really an expert or just some nut job who wanted people to think he was?
Some people have very easy, unchallenging lives, and they do not react well to that.
New journal taking submissions on mental health:
We are particularly interested in work that emphasises the multiplicity of experiences, prioritising marginalised stories that may otherwise go ignored by so called ‘mainstream’ media.
To speak of your struggles is not a privilege; in our publication it is a right. We want to challenge the idea that in order to speak authoritatively on ‘mental illness’ you need to be a college educated white dude. If you’re dealing with mental health problems and have a story to tell, we don’t care about your clips, we’d be honoured to have you.
Yeah, gonna link to anything called “When Alfred Hitchcock Went Gay,” and also it’s fun:
The subtext isn’t an accident; the film’s screenwriter Authur Laurents was gay, as were both Granger and Dall. It’s likely that Hitchcock, seeing the opportunity to create an underlying tension in his audience, took advantage of his stars’ personal experience by heightening the sexuality — albeit with an attempt at subtlety in order to appease studio censors. Yet, with the sophistication that comes with decades’ worth of progress and understanding of queer identities and experience, the motif in Rope is, at times, hilariously obvious — especially when Rupert brings up Brandon’s youthful penchant for murdering chickens on an acquaintance’s farm. Brandon tries to deny he ever did such a thing, but Rupert announces that he knows he has not just once but multiple times. “You’re quite a good chicken-strangler, as I recall,” is an actual line of dialogue. (I mean, c’mon!)
