watching this first thing in the morning is bad because i'm crying and will never know love like this

gender relations in the early 20th c.

"Girls fell in love earlier and more often than the boys, not because they were more fickle, but because there was great pressure to fall in love with a man, whether or not it was the man. They wrote love notes, while the boys sent those obscene, sadistic comic valentines that had become so popular since the end of the nineteenth century. Girls were much more practiced in love, if only in their imaginations."

- John R. Gillis, For Better, For Worse: British marriages, 1600-present

all i want.

“it also shows us, as anthropologists have recently done, that women’s idea of their own sexuality (at least in a majority of cultures) is historically a response to what men want and demand that sexuality be, and that in general women are content to accept whatever model of their own sexuality men offer to and demand of them."

- Steven Marcus, anthropologist/ asshole

our coat of arms?

how did i not know about her until now

What is most beautiful in virile men is something feminine; what is most beautiful in feminine women is something masculine.


- Susan Sontag

People talkin shit, but when the shit hit the fan, everything I'm not, made me everything I am

our next blog name. or our first collectively written autobiography of this summer.

"What are you doing, Human Being?"

goodbye apartment 79

I am currently sitting by my desk in my apartment, waiting as a bunch of young guys with wheely carts take my precious belongings to a storage facility where they will be hiding under tarps next to other people's belongings for a year. It is weird, because while I am sad about losing my things (my couch is pretty damn comfortable), I am more sad about what the loss of my furniture represents. My apartment has been the site of countless werewolf meetings, beyonce dance-offs, and joints smoked resulting in mind-bending conversations. Topics ranged from boys, to boys, to why we don't get boys, vagina brains, nature of gender difference, what constitutes proper, life-lasting friendships, how good pizza tastes, how I don't like pizza, what constitutes a proper "cheese dinner," why president's choice chocolate chunk ice cream is god's gift, and why we are god's gift to mankind. THEY SHOULD BE BEGGING. This apartment has been my place, our place to just escape from the reality of how people are, and has served as a utopia of how people should be, to the point that I squint from disorientation when I am outside. I will miss it.

"I can see that we're not happy here, So why would we keep pretending when there's nothing there? Maybe you like it, well, I don't, And maybe you'll settle, well, I won't"

For example. let's pretend I'm crying. Ok, Let's pretend we are all crying.

that thing where never before have I related to Kelis lyrics

Mutism, is like a drug. It is so addictive. You don't have to do it.

in a continuation of this maya angelou thing we seem to be embracing

Love is a condition so powerful; it may be that which pulls the stars in the firmament. It may be that which pushes and urges the blood in the veins. Courage: you have to have courage to love somebody because you risk everything – everything.

people rant # 1 - I think I will start a series

In a recent conversation, my fellow werewolf and I got to thinking about while people ostensibly strive for monetary success, somehow it remains cool to some people to appear poor even if they have money. It seems weird and uneasy to talk about money and how much people make. Owing people money is the biggest deal to a lot of people, attaching a sense of pride to not owing people anything, even if it is not to a bank but to a friend. Yet, while people want money and need it to live comfortably, somehow being seen as poor is more attractive to some people, where they create this charade of poverty while secretly having all the money to do all of the things. A most extreme example would be hipsters, mainly because they live in faux-squalor, wear grungy clothes, never shower or shave properly, yet have the money to buy all of the drugs and records and concert tickets. ughhhhhhhhhh. I don't get it. rant over.

stoner thoughts of the evening

I was just thinking about the birth control/ insurance coverage debate that was happening earlier this year, where more conservative right wing baddies were contesting companies need to insurance that covers birth control. K but listen to this. If women were given more access to birth control, they would not have to have babies as early as some do when they do not believe in abortions, and then women would not have to leave the workforce early. Because of more birth control access as well, women could marry later because they would not get tied down by early marriages due to pregnancy. Thus, they could then marry when they actually knew truly they loved somebody when they are say, 30 something, and that marriage will likely last longer than say, one that began when the couple were 18 and pregnant. As a result, marriages may in the future be more stable and continuous than marriages of the past. Thus, increased birth control access in effect protects the sanctity of the nuclear family idea. Thus, conservatives are in effect stunting the success of their ultimate agenda to preserve the traditional family.

nothing like waking up on thursday morning with this fear hovering over my head

"He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee."

Excerpt from Nietzche's Beyond Good and Evil

#women

"She resisted the notion of rescue. She was not particularly interested in rescue. Since the age of twenty she had supported herself, financially, emotionally. It was one of the few things she was actually proud of, though she understood it had come at some cost. Like, she thought, the cost of being with anyone, even this passionate, tender, settled man, at once so solid and so miraculously permeable. She also doubted very much that she deserved him."

excerpt from Admission by Jean Hanff Korelitz

On Friends - via a fellow werewolf

"its like im being forced to be friends with hitler and stalin and i just wrote angry letters to hitler and stalin and hitler is pretty sorry about what he did but like killed a couple more jews this week and stalin is ignoring my letter"

via. The Playboy Book (Fifty Years)