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Five Star Mixtape 368: Three Great Blog Posts and a Susan Juby Quote

Five Star Mixtape 368: Three Great Blog Posts and a Susan Juby Quote

This week's Five Star Mixtape great blog roundup is brought to you by a dog named PeeWee, men as cookie gluttons, the intersection of mental illness and different cultures, and Susan Juby:

by Vancouver Island University [CC BY-NC-ND 2.0], via Flickr

by Vancouver Island University [CC BY-NC-ND 2.0], via Flickr

It's not a good idea to let on about extreme happy feelings.
People get ideas.
— Susan Juby —

Happy reading!


"The End of Separateness" by Scherezade Siobhan at Berfrois:

Politicization of memory exists. I am a woman of colour whose access to her own recollections is determined by a social ego. Trauma as radiant as a pulled tooth. Do not ask where the pain came from. Do not chant the repetition of these identity bracelets. Do not plant your instrument in my mouth’s swollen apogee after I have gargled with my own blood. I talk myself through dental extractions by reminding my body of the times it howled through consecutive depressive cycles without any Novocain to numb the crooked nerve.

"Why We Need to Stop Giving Men All the Damn Cookies" by Natasha Chiam at Maximum Middle Age:

You know what I am talking about. You see the one man wearing a baby in a baby carrier at the playground or the mall, something women do all the damn time (while also doing many other things I would add), and he gets fawned over like he might actually be the ONLY man on the planet at that very moment.

"Kidneys of Steel" by Eden M. Kennedy at Eden M. Kennedy:

Did we love our dog more than you loved yours? I don't know. Ours was a pain in the ass. He barked at strangers, and at people he'd known for years. He produced impenetrable walls of gas from his butt. He also had the softest ears, and the biggest, brownest eyes, and when he liked you he'd sit on your feet. And he had just as much of a spark as you or me.

Five Star Mixtape great blog roundup

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182/365: Brighter, Wilder, New

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181/365: Allow the Quiet

181/365: Allow the Quiet