Charissa Cotrill's Blog, page 80
April 24, 2013
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Daily #207....
I could not draw the personal story with this because it was too difficult, as well as another memory I had wanted to share. The phrase "you didn't try hard enough" or similar still bothers me today.
Daily #207. Effort is not something that can be measured by outcome, but only by your own heart. That, at least, is what I believe.
This was actually the beginning and end to a longer piece I had written, but I cut out the entire middle - which was my personal experiences with school and competitions - because it was too difficult to draw, and also too long.
yep, pretty much.
Took me decades to fix this concept to the point that I am alright with myself. To where telling myself “You did as much as you could, the best that you could, with what you had…sleep now because tomorrow is a new day.” before bed every night was the only way I could sleep and not lie awake worrying.
Rare are the days I still have to do that but I still need to say that some days.
maroutian:
Why I Am a Male Feminist
The word turns off a lot of...
Why I Am a Male Feminist
The word turns off a lot of men (insert snarky comment about man-hating feminazis here) — and women. But here’s why black men should …be embracing the “f” word.
Like most guys, I had bought into the stereotype that all feminists were white, lesbian, unattractive male bashers who hated all men. But after reading the work of these black feminists, I realized that this was far from the truth. After digging into their work, I came to really respect the intelligence, courage and honesty of these women.
Feminists did not hate men. In fact, they loved men. But just as my father had silenced my mother during their arguments to avoid hearing her gripes, men silenced feminists by belittling them in order to dodge hearing the truth about who we are.
I learned that feminists offered an important critique about a male-dominated society that routinely, and globally, treated women like second-class citizens. They spoke the truth, and even though I was a man, their truth spoke to me. Through feminism, I developed a language that helped me better articulate things that I had experienced growing up as a male.
Feminist writings about patriarchy, racism, capitalism and structural sexism resonated with me because I had witnessed firsthand the kind of male dominance they challenged. I saw it as a child in my home and perpetuated it as an adult. Their analysis of male culture and male behavior helped me put my father’s patriarchy into a much larger social context, and also helped me understand myself better.
I decided that I loved feminists and embraced feminism. Not only does feminism give woman a voice, but it also clears the way for men to free themselves from the stranglehold of traditional masculinity. When we hurt the women in our lives, we hurt ourselves, and we hurt our community, too.
~ Byron Hurt
Read his entire post: http://www.theroot.com/views/why-i-am-male-feminist?page=0%2C0
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WE FOUND IT.
WE FOUND BETELGEUSE FIVE.
Remember when we read about touchscreen and ebook before those things exist? Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to find myself a nice towel.
HOLY ZAPHOD BEEBLEBROX SOMEBODY GET ME A THUMB A BEER AND SOME PEANUTS I’M NOT GONNA BE HERE WHEN THE WORLD ENDS
I hate to be That Guy but Kepler-22b is nowhere near Betelgeuse. Sorry guys…
April 22, 2013
rubdown:
One of my cousins teaches at a school where he gets...
One of my cousins teaches at a school where he gets the “bad” kids who have a lot of emotional problems and they’re all poor (they in Detroit, y’all) and can’t read good and have tumultuous home lives and have been expelled from other schools. My cousin LOVES teaching these kids, he does an AMAZING job, and his stories from the classroom make me cry all the time. His class is raising money so they can take a ballin’ limo to a wonderful ice cream shop in this area called Treat Dreams where they can invent their own ice cream flavors, make it themselves in the shop, help clean up, and enjoy the fruits of their labor, friendship, learning, and teamwork. They’re only going for $650, so I asked him if I could put it up here for help. I’ve never been in a limo and even as an adult, I’d totally shit myself if I got to ride in one to go eat ice cream, so I can’t even imagine how these kids would react. Just think about it. TREAT DREAMS, INDEED.
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