March 2007

Realized this morning that I don’t think I ever blogged this. May be old news to some of you, but it’s free. And good.

West coast rapper Free Speech and beat maestro Ro Boulevard put out a ten song set for free entitled Laffy Taffy Rots Your Teeth…and thus earned several spots on my main play list. “Everything is Different Now” happens to be my favorite, but the intro is pretty good too. The album isn’t entirely without problem, such as “Replace U,” a track that just doesn’t agree with me. But it’s worth sampling….

Also, everything isn’t different now. Outing and harassment still happen on the web, and Kathy Sierra is the latest to suffer. Show love, and remember that what happens to one of us happens to all of us. Hate crime is motivated by a need to silence and exclude…and targets specific individuals to have a wider effect.


So, now that I am actually getting relaxed, break is coming to an end. I get the sneaking feeling that these may be some of the last of the best days of my life. I have a schedule to die for, with the ability to be anywhere I’d like for days at a time. It’s technically a 4 day weekend, but I do have work…it’s just that I could just as easily be in another town doing it. And often, I am.

Which brings me to my point. I’m going to be done with Yale very soon, probably by Christmas. And i have to pick where to put this body. So far, it’s been rather easy….the schools I’ve wanted to attend are in specific locations.

I’m mostly picking between NYC and Minneapolis, but I could hear arguments for just about anywhere in the world. I’ve got a lot of friends in Minnesota, and the draw is strong. But this is my big chance to strike out into the big big world…and I’d love to at least daydream about some other possibilities.


i’ve been a bad blogger. a wicked naughty blogger. an absentee blogger, even.

I’ve been reading…and i’ve really been enjoying that lately, but I’ve been in a writing funk. I read some stuff on Pauli Murray for class (one of the first African-American women to be ordained to the priesthood of the Episcopal Church and a kickass advocate to boot), and it just really exhausted me. Not in a bad way, but in the idon’tknowificandoitallandnotjustbreakdowncryinginthestreet sort of way. Which is the kind of moment at which a wiser soul than mine reminds me that I don’t need to do it all, and that I’m still a young whippersnapper goddammit, and that I have all the time in the world to dispair later and I’d be a whole lot more effective if i just found my own voice and took things from there.

Thanks, Dr. Townes.

So, I’ve been taking spring break to be happy. And i think that’s been a really good choice. I’m really worried about the latest immigration raids, and some of the other stuff y’all have been blogging, and I’ll try to get to it. But for the moment…


Maybe it was just my mood otherwise, but i honestly kind of choked up a little bit when i read that John Amaechi just got a endorsement deal from HeadBlade.

I mean, maybe it’s just that not only has coming out been a good step for him personally, but that we have just such a cool new frontman who really seems to get it, and be visible in a way that our own “advocates” have not been.

To be honest, it’s stupid really, that I’m happy for this. Participation and co-optation in to structured capitolism is hardly something to rejoice over. But I still get the feeling that maybe something is in the air.

Like maybe it’s a little easier to be queer. A little lighter on the shoulders. Dare I hope, a little safer, too?


PS: I know i missed several wonderful carnivals and some other big doings. It bites, but I’ve been busy hanging out with a good friend. I’ll write more when I’m back from the real world.

Still busy, but I have some notable stories as of late.

Ann A is still a tool.

Zuzu pissed me off.

Allies are amazing. Seriously, two republicans from Wyoming just schooled the entire field for the 2008 Democratic nomination on what it actually means to have political courage to do the right thing.

Shillary gets worse. Even the backbendingly insipid speech she delivered to the HRC was too much to admit to having given, or publicizing in any way.

BFP calls up the radical Michiganders, and they carnival. Good reads on activism in the mid-west love.

That’s all for now…


I’m posting this, not quite as a GBCW, but just because I’m tired. I was reading my RSS feeds, and couple of threads came up that dealt with anti-queer violence. And right now, I’m just too…

Good night, and joy be with you all.


When Shillary is your keynote speaker, you have a problem.

“If you go the next step and say, ‘But I want what is called marriage,’ you’re going to have a problem.”

Just because they assume she’s the anointed, they’re willing to bow down to a sham that doesn’t even believe in marriage equality, you know…the one thing they actually seem to occasionally do something about.

Not anti-queer and trans violence, not challenging the community to engage in broad activism, not dealing with anything of more substance that claiming we’re just like those nice nice het people and we’d love to get married if you’d let us.

Stop taking our money and telling us that it will change things. Stop taking our voice and telling us that you have made a difference. Stop taking the focus away from real queer communities. Stop taking. And go.

Fuck the HRC.


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