The past week was an easy one for many Americans thanks to paid time off, school holidays, and ample amounts of food. Because I work retail, Thanksgiving week involved lots of work and not much food. As Black Friday consumptions creep further into Thanksgiving, I realize I food and family will probably not be on my list in the future. Read More Ten Songs Keeping Me Sane This Week: Holiday Songs Edition
Two weeks ago, I talked about how my dad preferred The Monkees over The Beatles, and how most of the Beatles records I own were originally my mother’s. Pictured therein was the group’s twelfth and last album, Let It Be, and I’d be remiss if I didn’t talk about it in some way.
After a few weeks of jumbo-sized Alphabet Soup columns, somewhat predictably, The Letter X is a short one. We’re a bit punk rock this week.
Trigger warning for racial slurs, photo of racial slur.
Merely a week ago, I wrote this piece on why I participated in Slutwalk NYC. I talked about the different ambivalence’s and concerns that weighed heavy, giving me pause as to whether or not my own presence could add necessary perspectives to ongoing feminist dialogues. Read More This Slut Walked”¦ But Now We Need To Talk