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I'm trying to get my readings and assignments done for class without pushing myself too much in any one given day. The readings for my next class have been interesting; mostly about white privilege and how feminism has failed to reflect on the effects of white supremacy in its formation and determination of values. Some really good points were made by the authors. Alison Bailey provided a theoretical framework around the idea of race traitor (as being a good thing) that I think could be useful in examining issues related to bisexuality (since we're so often accused of being traitors). But I absolutely had to share the following bizarre paragraph from a Rozena Maart article:
"That Almond [a writer she's discussing] refuses to examine her own tamponization and that of other white women who acquiesce, comply, and participate in this white male fantasy where the male agents--their counter partners of white domination--have created ways to stop the flow of their blood with strips of erect white materials, carefully penisiled, rolled with a fake foreskin, which is then inserted so that these white women will constantly be reminded of that white penis that is supposed to fit within the body of the white woman."
Her "point" originally was that whenever white feminists mention black women it's usually in the context of their complicity in FGM. I think she loses several points with this tampon tangent.
Another thing that's going on is that Mr. Pugh's parents ave suggested to us that we might want to visit before Christmas, at their expense. The message behind this suggestion is that Mr. Pugh's brother Paul might already have died by the time December rolls around. So I'm looking at my schedule and trying to see if it's possible to take off to Halifax for a few days in October. Mr. Pugh seems pretty detatched from the whole thing. I'm not sure if he's got lots of feelings he's hiding or if he just doesn't have a lot of feelings about it. Part of me thinks I should be probing and pushing and part of me thinks I should leave him alone about it. I don't really like his brother (he makes homophobic jokes) but that doesn't mean I wanted him to have brain cancer. I'm also wondering whether having a relative new-comer to the family (me) around is what Mr. Pugh's family needs, or whether I should just put Mr. Pugh on a plane by himself.
In other news, my Buttercup costume is coming along nicely. It's nice to be doing something artistic again. I've never worked with foam like this, essentially making a wearable piece of sculpture out of foam. I need to go out and pick up some black paint.
"That Almond [a writer she's discussing] refuses to examine her own tamponization and that of other white women who acquiesce, comply, and participate in this white male fantasy where the male agents--their counter partners of white domination--have created ways to stop the flow of their blood with strips of erect white materials, carefully penisiled, rolled with a fake foreskin, which is then inserted so that these white women will constantly be reminded of that white penis that is supposed to fit within the body of the white woman."
Her "point" originally was that whenever white feminists mention black women it's usually in the context of their complicity in FGM. I think she loses several points with this tampon tangent.
Another thing that's going on is that Mr. Pugh's parents ave suggested to us that we might want to visit before Christmas, at their expense. The message behind this suggestion is that Mr. Pugh's brother Paul might already have died by the time December rolls around. So I'm looking at my schedule and trying to see if it's possible to take off to Halifax for a few days in October. Mr. Pugh seems pretty detatched from the whole thing. I'm not sure if he's got lots of feelings he's hiding or if he just doesn't have a lot of feelings about it. Part of me thinks I should be probing and pushing and part of me thinks I should leave him alone about it. I don't really like his brother (he makes homophobic jokes) but that doesn't mean I wanted him to have brain cancer. I'm also wondering whether having a relative new-comer to the family (me) around is what Mr. Pugh's family needs, or whether I should just put Mr. Pugh on a plane by himself.
In other news, my Buttercup costume is coming along nicely. It's nice to be doing something artistic again. I've never worked with foam like this, essentially making a wearable piece of sculpture out of foam. I need to go out and pick up some black paint.