“Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper.
I didn’t want to write these pages until there were no hard feelings, no sharp ones. I do not have that luxury. I am sad and angry and I want everyone to be alive again. I want more landmarks, less landmines. I want to be grateful but I’m having a hard time with it.”
~ Richard Siken, Spork Editor’s Pages: Black Telephone
sorry! your password must contain at least seventeen roman numerals and the entire script of shrek the third
“I’m not disturbed by the speech itself as much as the fact that McConaughey’s place in our culture affords him the privilege of having a slightly off-kilter personality, almost without criticism. People have (rightly) gushed over Lupita Nyong’o’s touching Oscars speech, pointing out her poise, elegance, and genuinely touching words. But would the same praise have been lavished upon her if she thanked herself in her acceptance speech, and topped it off with a mumbling “all right, all right”? Last year, Anne Hathaway was consistently derided for her “smugness” and overly long acceptance speeches, while no ill comments have been thrown at McConaughey’s shit-eating grin. Kanye West is intense, but his intensity is unfailingly characterized as “ranting,” rather than a lovable personality quirk. Covert sexism and racism are nothing new (obviously), but McConaughey’s effortless swagger only emphasizes that his is the kind of behavior that we only — and even praise — when it comes in the form of a straight, traditionally masculine white male actor.”
"aesthetic" is a very good word, important word. "i love the fifties." no you don’t the fifties kinda TOTALLY SUCKED for many human beings in America. "i love fifties aesthetic" well then, awesome. go you with your bright blocks of color and cute skirts and mini jackets and hair poufs.
Also the soundtrack to Beasts of the Southern Wild is by far the best writing music I have ever discovered (and also a damn good soundtrack.)