Land shark reads up!
I’m deep in the jungles of the home office, mulling over badger2035, WASPy privilege, an ill-advised chick with a camera and a mean-streak, and educating ourselves or other would-be allies. Even people with fine intentions aren’t good listeners-never mind sad little trolls arguing that, you know, “white is TOO a color.” I’ve twice had heated conversations with Bush-supporting environmentalists (wha-huh?!). Most of the persuasive people I’m aware of lead by example… all you need is love? No, you also need cultural competence and the sensitivity to locate yourself within a vast societal matrix. I’m confusing myself right now.
I cut most of my hair off this weekend and bought silver hoop-earrings and jeans. Must… define… self… through… consumerism!
This evening I hope to bike to an Uptown bar where Divine and friends will be drinking special beers and being a circle of relative strangers. Despite Divine’s overly friendly demeanor, I still feel I’m being very brave.
