Wow. After his older sister committed suicide he created a movie dedicated to those suffering. ”If you look at it right even hell can be pretty. Every hit has a reason, even yours… See the hits for what they really are, a blacksmith, through fire and trauma can turn the broken into something amazing, that can not only take the hits but hit back. For anybody hurting like she was, use the pain, let good come from bad, it’ll hurt, the hits will never stop, they’ll only get tougher but so will you”
The Forge - For Anybody Hurting (by soulpancake)
Contrary to the language and ethos of popular social networking sites, our identities are not fixed and singular. Our “authentic selves” or “essential attributes” cannot be articulated on a single profile like a Pokémon card. Thinkers have long disputed the idea of a static identity, since such a notion would ignore how we associate in different contexts, the way our speech changes depending on our speaking partner, how varied environments shape our growth, and all the ways in which we experiment and imagine, pretend and explore.
Individuals whose life stories buck standard social scripts—immigrants, LGBT youth and ethnic minorities—are more aware of this than most. Members of these groups often navigate several social realms, swapping different speech patterns and modes of behavior depending on the context. As the much-missed Dave Chappelle once said, all black Americans are bilingual, equipped with one language for the street and another for the job interview. This ability to develop and express one’s dynamism, and to control one’s appearance based on a particular audience, is stifled by pervasive exposure.
Hamza Shaban, Live in Infamy
Being a leftist in a conservative world of business caused me difficulties for decades, and as a result I was acutely aware of the need for multiple ‘me’s.
Now that I have come out (as a much-more-than-liberal leftist) I am not confronted with the same sense of self-concealment, but I remain aware of the multiphrenia latent in human existence, and the ways that social networking sites try to make us be one indivisible self, despite all evidence to the contrary.
The crisis of publicy is not just that we might be outed, but that a repressive social order can and will judge us, and exclude us from publics we want to participate in.
Louis Brandeis and Samuel Warren argued for the right to privacy in 1890, and we are still struggling with the form of that, one hundred years later. Today, we need a stronger right, the right to publicy: we need to be allowed to share information online and not suffer retribution because of our activities, wants, connections, or thoughts, so long as we cause no harm.
But we live in a repressive world, a world of retributive sanctions, where a night of drunken rowdiness captured on a smartphone and published to the web can end a job, or wearing the wrong halloween costume can lead to a political candidate losing a race.
What we need is a more relaxed, less judgmental society, rather than better laws. We have a long wait, I’m afraid.
(PS The New Inquiry is a great publication, a must read for me.)
Ah, the multiple me’s
Want these cookies
I was having a mopey morning so I baked Adipose shortbread. Day has instantly improved.
You can get yourself an Adipose cookie cutter and other geeky bake ware from this etsy store.
hat tip to youareasonginmyheart for sending in this post!
Well it’s less of a nice thing and more of a nice life mantra. A guiding life principle I try to live under is to notice and reflect back the beauty of those around me. That’s what keeps me photographing. I had stopped photographing in late high school/college to focus on an education in psychology and picked it up again to chronicle my adventures post college particularly as a dancer and runner. So I like to photograph my friends while we’re out doing the things we love and post the photos up. This started becoming even more important to me after a photographer dancer friend passed away. He would always go and photograph and video everyone without ever charging, just because he loved his friends. He was just an awesome guy, so I decided to pick up where he left off. It’s not much for some people but I like doing it and the people around me seem to like it.
Love my dancers. w00t w00t
Some shots from our last bachata social featuring workshops and performances Samy el Magico and AIM’s Jady Mambo
Photos by Stephanie Ramones