10 Things I Liked Enough to Show You: 14–20 February 2015
"The Mount Everest of Human Emotions" from Kelly Corrigan is worth every 17 minutes and 44 seconds. She talks about acceptance and narrative creep, which are two things I've been thinking about quite a bit. It is particularly interesting to those of us who share our lives online and feel pushed to find the story in every account:
Ashley Nicole Black's "We're Telling the Wrong Black History Month Stories". I had Rosa Parks all wrong:
Get ready to have your mind blown: Rosa Parks didn't just happen to stay seated on the front of the bus that day by accident, it was staged. Also, she wasn't old. I don't know why our collective memory has painted her as an old lady too tired to get out of her seat that day. Probably because we are more comfortable with that image than with the real one.
Sarah Wanenchak's "Writing as an exclusive aesthetic (it is)" at Cyborgology talks about the romanticization of writing and how it undermines the value of what most writers do:
Why does this matter? It matters because we aestheticize the visual process and tools of writing as a part of the process of romanticizing it (which is sorta bullshit anyway). In so doing, we legitimize certain kinds of writing while at the same time delegitimizing others and even rendering them invisible.
Siskiyou's "Never Ever Ever Ever Again" came our four or five years ago, so it's not new, but I've had it on repeat. It makes a great whiling-away-February-afternoons song:
Sad and Useless' "Cats That are Being Called Back to the Mothership", because airborne cats are funnier than cats just walking around on the ground.
On Being with Krista Tippett's podcast episode "Brené Brown — The Courage to Be Vulnerable" brought me back to better place of acceptance and kindness to myself, which I have been missing in the deep winter:
Courage is borne out of vulnerability, not strength. This finding of Brené Brown’s research on shame and "wholeheartedness" shook the perfectionist ground beneath her own feet. And now it’s inspiring millions to reconsider the way they live, parent, and navigate relations with members of the opposite gender.
Oliver Sacks' "My Own Life" talks about finding out he has terminal cancer and how it affects him:
Over the last few days, I have been able to see my life as from a great altitude, as a sort of landscape, and with a deepening sense of the connection of all its parts. This does not mean I am finished with life.
According to BBC One, hummingbirds snore:
Anne Thériault's "Let’s Call Female Online Harassment What It Really Is: Terrorism" at Vice calls out gendered harassment online:
"These men want to shift the terrain from the realm of ideas where speech resides, to one of psychological and/or physical warfare. The stratagem of using sexual violence is not accidental — it is deliberate and gendered."
Kelsey Campbell-Dollaghan's "The Gorgeous Typeface That Drove Men Mad and Sparked a 100-Year Mystery" at Gizmodo unveils the history and re-emergence of Doves Press' long lost font:
No one seemed to notice him: A dark figure who often came to stand at the edge of London's Hammersmith Bridge on nights in 1916. No one seemed to notice, either, that during his visits he was dropping something into the River Thames. Something heavy.
Over the course of more than a hundred illicit nightly trips, this man was committing a crime—against his partner, a man who owned half of what was being heaved into the Thames, and against himself, the force that had spurred its creation.