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Ch-ch-changes: thoughts on music, election Day '08

Posted by Kelly S. Osato, November 8, 2008 01:19pm | Post a Comment
Virginia's state bird the cardinal
Tuesday was tough. I woke up early, voted without having to wait in line (my polling place has always been quiet) and spent the bulk of the day thereafter feeling like I had been physically rendered into ragged shreds of mixed emotions that mainly resembled a patchwork of grief. Being confined to the registers at work, restless, while polls across the country closed at their designated times, the ague that wracked my body and mind increased as the day sank heavily into night. On my dinner break things started looking up; I spent the hour with a politically like-minded coworker (and dear friend) at a local sports bar so decorated with festive balloons, streamers and flat-screen televisions that the effort needed to focus on what might really constitute "news" distracted my mind away from any results I didn't want to see, but nevertheless felt somewhat prepared to receive. When it was projected that my home state of Virginia was going to "go red," as red as a Virginia cardinal, my nerves slackened into an uncomfortable numbness.

Given the option to leave work early, I fled and hopped a bus to meet up with some friends at a bar I'd never been to or heard of. Trying to find a place unknown on such a night was absolutely frustrating and just when I was knitting my brow in consternation, bent over my cellphone feverishly texting queries to inebriated friends, a girl at the front of the bus began to squeal like a steam leak. Suddenly strangers were hugging, kissing and high-fiving me, dancing and falling all over each other on a crowded, careening Haight street bus with a horn-happy driver at the wheel. Images alike to those photos taken during the block parties that erupted at the end of World War II flashed to life in front of me and, maybe for the first time in my life, I felt the news. Everyone here would remember this night, the night the streets of San Francisco went wild for Barack Obama's victory and the end of eight years of  George W. Bush.

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Negative Campaign

Posted by Mr. Chadwick, October 26, 2008 11:35am | Post a Comment
So, the McCain / Palin camp have sunk to an all time lame-o moment with Ashely Todd. Seriously, her hoax is even worse than the old Morton Downey Jr. thing. In contrast to the very lame, I present the very coolest in negative imagery...

dr. know plug n jesus lp cover mystic recordsenigma variations comp lp coveraha inner sleeve
dirty blues band lp coverbritish airwaves lp coverbroken jug lp cover
daid sylvian nude torso 12" coverelliott carter string quartet nos 1 & 2 lp coverthe litter emerge lp cover
matt piucci & time lee gone fishin' lp coverinstant funk lp coverjethro tull war child lp cover
jay & kai lp coverMike Melvoin keys to your mind lp coverlatin affair v/a lp cover
green river lp cover backhollywood bowl symphony orchestra lp covercoversations with the silhouettes lp cover
beatles let it be naked lp coverwire the ideal copy lp coverchristopher what'cha gonna do? lp cover


This is Your Nation On White Privilege: Tim Wise On Being White In America And Running For Political Office

Posted by Billyjam, September 16, 2008 05:26pm | Post a Comment
white like me reflections on race from a privileged son
Published this week online on his ZSpace page, the following timely essay This is Your Nation on White Privilege was written by Tim Wise, who is the author of White Like Me (Soft Skull, 2005, revised 2008) and Speaking Treason Fluently, which will be published later this month, also by Soft Skull.
Thanks  to Wise and his publishers for permission in reprinting this essay on white privilege in America today. For more information on the author visit timwise.org.

This Is Your Nation on White Privilege
by Tim Wise

For those who still can't grasp the concept of white privilege, or who are constantly looking for some easy-to-understand examples of it, perhaps this list will help.

White privilege is when you can get pregnant at seventeen like Bristol Palin and everyone is quick to insist that your life and that of your family is a personal matter, and that no one has a right to judge you or your parents, because "every family has challenges," even as black and Latino families with similar "challenges" are regularly typified as irresponsible, pathological and arbiters of social decay.

White privilege is when you can call yourself a "fuckin' redneck," like Bristol Palin's boyfriend does, and talk about how if anyone messes with you, you'll "kick their fuckin' ass," and talk about how you like to "shoot shit" for fun, and still be viewed as a responsible, all-American boy (and a great son-in-law to be) rather than a thug. White privilege is when you can attend four different colleges in six years like Sarah Palin did (one of which you basically failed out of, then returned to after making up some coursework at a community college), and no one questions your intelligence or commitment to achievement, whereas a person of color who did this would be viewed as unfit for college, and probably someone who only got in in the first place because of affirmative action.

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