Showing posts with label local economy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label local economy. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

To read August 10, 2016

Black science fiction writers face 'universal' racism, study finds

Diversity In Book Publishing Isn't Just About Writers — Marketing Matters, Too

Is It Story That Makes Us Read?

Malafemmena (review)

Podcast: Stacy Mitchell on How Big-Box Retailers Undercut the American Middle Class

Black-owned banks get rush of new depositors

Black Protest Writing, From W.E.B. Du Bois to Kendrick Lamar

How to Survive as an American Writer in Bulgaria

On order for me: Volume 1 of Black Panther out in September, and The Cruel Way originally published in 1947.

From the galley shelves: Girl Trouble by Kerry Cohen out in October and What is Love by Carrie Jenkins out in January 2017

Currently chomping at the bit for The Obelisk Gate which I won't be able to read for many days because of book group the night the book is released and also writing group the night after (because after lo these many years, I am finally going to go to writing group) and then I will probably get up very early on Thursday and just drown in the book and that is fine by me.

A poem:

Thursday, August 13, 2015

Things that can Die in a Fire

This is a list. A list of things that can Die in a Fire.

It is not comprehensive. It may not even be explanatory.

Chivalry. Chivalry can die in a fire with its counterpart Street Harassment.

White ladies who use the word 'nice' to mean White and 'dangerous' to mean Black.

People touching other people's hair without their consent, perhaps without their knowledge. For real. Just that just needs to DIE IN A FIRE.

It is #BlackLivesMatter for a reason. Figure that reason out and just shut the fuck up with your AllLives and WhiteLives garbage.

"But it's my First Amendment Right." Fuck off. No, it isn't.

Bossy. Sassy. Note: these are 2 words that we thought maybe could just be put to bed so that we can all forget about how ill used they are now, but no, no. They must also die in a fire.

Meninism. Like. What. Even. Is. The. Thing. Here.

If you don't like to pay full price, don't throw the Amazon threat at the service person. Just throw your money at the giant cancerous blood-sucking void that is that online monstrosity, own it and shut up with your indignation. The schools you want to parent your children and the librarians you don't want to pay and the roads you want to be eternally in good repair lose money every time you value convenience over cost. You vote with your dollars. It is not the fault of the service person. It is your fault.

Anybody else have a thing they'd like to add?

Shoddy and harmful medical care. Believe me when I tell you a thing. This is not television and you are not mother-crapping House.

"Political correctness!" Look. Your words need to show respect. That is all. You not using racial epithets isn't a mark of weakness or collusion, it's how you show respect for another human being. Not telling jokes that glorify acts of violence and diminish the power of consent does not make you less funny. It makes you better at not being a lazy fucker who relies on infantile responses to gratify. You make it easier to dismiss you by speaking dismissively of others.

Suggesting that social media is somehow meaningless or ephemeral or fake ... How? How do you even not see the depth of communication that is possible across every geographic boundary that Mercator could have imagined? How do you pretend that violence in the ether is someone less? How do you willfully misinterpret the power of the Internet and its various forms of interpersonal interaction as empty and frivolous? Where is it not made plain that the connections forged on social media are what make the world less likely to stay shitty? Or is it just convenient to dismiss what's keeping social justice warriors in touch with each other and on the lookout for fuckups by you because otherwise you might have to change. Grow up. You will fight change. You always have.