I would like to write a post about anti-semitism, and why it’s important to address it, but I have a big event on in 3 weeks and I’m fucking crazy insane busy. And this is the sort of post that needs thought and care.
Why am I still harping on about this?
Because every [...]
I get onto the 422 to Newtown at 5pm, and take a seat next to this skinny little hipster guy. He had a bad case of massive-balls, so his legs were spread pretty wide, but I figured my big, wide feminist load practicing land-and-expand would ensure an equal distribution of seat. So I pull [...]
If you think I’m up in the crank states, I assure you: you ain’t seen nothing yet.
I’m going to address an issue which is sufficiently abstract and pedantic that it may be too persnickety even for the pages of CRANK: the energy economy of pretty much every popular science fiction TV series or film [...]
I think Suzanne Nguyen and Daniel Reeders’ piece Defining and Responding to Everyday Racism is useful to the discussion about race, ethnicity, and anti-semitism in lindy hop happening at the moment. It gives me some tools for figuring out just why these recent events get right up my bum.
I am heartily tired of [...]
I have a minute (when I really should be working):
(via yehoodi on faceplant)
Deary me, this one is a mess.
My first comment is: if someone has to be dared to do something, surely they’ve figured out that it’s not a great idea? Or that there’s [...]
“Oh, it’s ok, he’s a nice guy who just wants to have fun. So his anti-semitism was just a joke.”
“It’s awful we can’t watch their routine any more, because my pleasure in their dancing is more important than their anti-semitism.”
Lindy hoppers, get [...]
It’s super late and I shouldn’t be fiddling about on the internet, but I am.
Last week was my second week back teaching properly after about a month off on holiday, doing non-teaching dance things. It was really wonderful to have a good, solid break after teaching every week all year. I came back refreshed [...]
When I was in Herräng, I bought a bunch of CDs. Which is a bit ridiculous, as DJing at Herräng taught me I need to ease off on the new music, and remind myself of the old school win in swing era recordings. But I am weak. And I bought these CDs.
I saw [...]