recent men in my life...
My friend BK called me yesterday. 3rd time in the past 4-6 months and left me a voicemail. I have such a hard time having enough guts to call him back and say I'm sorry for not calling back. He is one of my best friends ever, sicne high school. He is going to be a doctor and is a total would-be capitalist. But I know I've connected with him on a lot of levels, especially after 9/11 when he experienced racism being Iranian and for the first real time had to really check his identity and what that means living in this country. My fear of talking with him is mostly that he is going to be so void of emotional support, largely because he is such a dude and grew up in fucking Vegas of all places, yet so full of physical/intention support everywhere he can. And I really appreciate that. It really brings me back to reality, where I'm from, what I grew up with, and what my struggles continually are being socialized the way I was.
I find comfort in Vegas type of culture--working-class and very capitalist, largely based on valuing monetarily everything because we don't have anything else to try to work with. Being oppressive to each other is not what we intend, but it's hard finding other ways to live that don't include appropriating Buddhism or some "fluffy" style of self-serving, at-peace-with-the-world new agey lifestyle.
On a related note, this guy Ralowe is a genius. His web design is absolute brilliance. And all the artsy shit he produces encompasses so much political knowledge, rage, anger, and just straight up thirst for liberation, I'm blown away and always intimidated. Everywhere I see this guy he just radiates this glow around him of such political knowledge and sense of militancy about being serious about building a revolution. And how can I ever forget when he came to my student coop's big "Warmongers Ball" party, gave free blowjobs, and ended up pissing on our fucking living room wall!? Dude is also the most controversial radical I know in SF outside of the vanguardist/authoritarian would-be CEO types. I think he's like the anarchist Jean-Michel Basquiat with a Tupac political attitude, very hot shit.
I find comfort in Vegas type of culture--working-class and very capitalist, largely based on valuing monetarily everything because we don't have anything else to try to work with. Being oppressive to each other is not what we intend, but it's hard finding other ways to live that don't include appropriating Buddhism or some "fluffy" style of self-serving, at-peace-with-the-world new agey lifestyle.
On a related note, this guy Ralowe is a genius. His web design is absolute brilliance. And all the artsy shit he produces encompasses so much political knowledge, rage, anger, and just straight up thirst for liberation, I'm blown away and always intimidated. Everywhere I see this guy he just radiates this glow around him of such political knowledge and sense of militancy about being serious about building a revolution. And how can I ever forget when he came to my student coop's big "Warmongers Ball" party, gave free blowjobs, and ended up pissing on our fucking living room wall!? Dude is also the most controversial radical I know in SF outside of the vanguardist/authoritarian would-be CEO types. I think he's like the anarchist Jean-Michel Basquiat with a Tupac political attitude, very hot shit.