Link Roundup! -The Toast

READ THIS (on how students victimized by predatory colleges are fighting back):

I’m angry that I was surrendered into adoption by a white mother whose exotification and resentment of black men resulted in my unwanted existence, and then adopted by white parents who are, for the most part, willfully colorblind. I’m angry that not one of these parents – or anyone left in either my birth or adoptive family – understands or thinks about what it feels like to be black in America. I’m angry that the same white friend who said to me years ago that letting go of my anger will set me free responded defensively to my efforts to engage with her about her own racial awareness as if I were attacking or bullying her: “What am I supposed to do, just sit back and take it?” (Well, actually, yes.)

“Canonization Fodder” – a Native perspective on Serro

WHY is this piece not called Life Is a Rich Tapestry:

A classically trained dancer with a sweet, expressive face, Lou Henry Hoover is one of the most well-loved personas in boylesque—burlesque strip shows starring male-identified performers, sometimes in drag but typically not—and also one of the most unusual. Not just because of the dance-school pedigree, but also because Lou is the drag persona of Ricki Mason a person who feels female (albeit what she calls “a real peacock of a butch”) in her day-to-day life and male when dancing (and stripping) onstage.

I really liked this piece in the Guardian which is just black people who go to Burning Man talking about being black people at Burning Man, what sucks, what’s good, what’s uncomfortable (I think it’s possible to be OH THIS SHIT IS SO RIDIC WHO DOES THIS NONSENSE while also respecting that there are cool people who have some kind of transformational experience of Burning Man that can still have an authenticity to it for them, or at least, I try to! My friend who has had the HARDEST life of anyone I know scrounges money all year to go, and it’s really important to her, so these are the end of my opinions about Burning Man):

Steven Thrasher

I don’t feel any more or less free at Burning Man than I do in the default world – there are a lot of rules here. I feel compelled to wear pants and no hat in New York. I feel compelled to wear no pants and a hat here. And I don’t feel any more or less black here. What I do feel is closer to whiteness, and a sense of guilt, in how racially and financially exclusive this place is, especially when I am coming and going.

I’ve always felt like a gross hypocrite preparing to “leave no trace” while raiding Reno like a prepper on my way to Black Rock City, engaging in more consumerism than I indulge in any other time of the year. But this year, I was aware of the stark racial differences. Except for the Burners, everyone in the Reno Wal Mart where I bought my supplies was Chicano. Every vendor on the road to the playa was Native American. Nearly every person at the Denny’s I ate at when we left was Chicano. Hardly any of those people will ever go to Burning Man.

This made me want to rewatch all the Almodóvar movies.

literal. babies.

My friend Carrie’s new puppy has sticky-uppy-ears:

oh:

Scott Pelley: You’re talking about making part of the population exempt from income tax?

Donald Trump: That is correct.

Scott Pelley: You’re talking about cutting corporate income taxes?

Donald Trump: That is correct.

Scott Pelley: But there’s a $19 trillion federal debt.

Donald Trump: That’s right. We’re gonna grow the economy so much–

Scott Pelley: You can’t afford to do those things–

Donald Trump: –no, no, but if the economy grows the way it should grow, if I bring jobs back from China, from Japan, from Mexico, from so many countries, everybody’s taking our jobs.

Scott Pelley: How do you get ’em back?

Donald Trump: You get ’em back–

My joyous Star Trek: TOS rewatch ended with the worst and final episode of Star Trek, in which (not a joke) a woman is driven so insane by the promises of feminism that she has a psychotic break, takes over Kirk’s body, attempts to lead the Enterprise, and because she is so Hysterical and Petulant and Erratic, everyone figures out it’s a lady instead of Kirk, and then a nice man promises to take care of her and ushers her away, and then Kirk says: “Her life could have been as rich as any woman’s. If only… if only…”

die

OH, and here is a pic of Kirk filing his nails bc he’s secretly a lady: