Five Star Mixtape 371: Seven Great Blog Posts and a Tony Schwartz Quote
This week's Five Star Mixtape great blog roundup is brought to you by trauma's legacy, what to do when you maybe don't know what to do, the joy of parental support, moving and transformation, sad behaviour accepted by a certain police department, a life recipe, a terrible loss, and Tony Schwartz:
"They exist in your spaces too" by Anonymous at Weird Canada:
As I write this I can feel my body rejecting the words, my instinct from watching the history of men being sexually violent towards women tells me I should keep quiet. The ongoing destructive force of colonialism on indigenous women’s bodies tells me I should keep quiet. My memory now includes the years that I have spent reliving and burying these injuries to my spirit. I have a history of different men disregarding me and my body.
"Concrete Ways to Be an Actual Ally to Black People" by Avital Norman Nathman at Maximum Middle Age:
As white folks and allies we can do a lot beyond posting sad or outraged status updates on social media. Here are some real world, concrete ways you can show that you understand that Black lives are important and that you won't stand for them to be taken away in this manner anymore.
The pieces of his life that struck me most, though, weren’t the obvious. Not the trips to the White House, or the interviews where he told about his dismal days as a DJ at Bar Mitzvahs in Queens, or how his bus driver taught him old-school rap on his long rides to and from school in New York City. It was watching him on the videos his parents had saved of him — holding court — when he was a little boy.
I'm moving in a week from my first Toronto apartment. I've spent the last year at Yonge and Wellesley, tucked into a fourth floor illegal sublet with one of my best pals.
It has been a strange and interesting year.
This was one of the first things I thought of when I heard the details of the police portion of a recent “workshop” on police encounters that Albany youth were forced to attend as part of the city’s summer employment program.
Although the workshop was presented by a civil rights advocacy group, and also had lawyers there advising the kids to exercise their rights, what has been reported about the police portion of the event was completely stomach-turning.
Breakfast these days is me, myself, and I. Every morning, I’m faced with the prospect of sitting down to a meal with somebody I don’t always adore. (Though I am told this sometimes applies to marriages.)
There is a powerful urge to just sleep through it.
But breakfast is part of my aforementioned life recipe. And if I continue to screw up the rest of the recipe by taking on too much work in a too-expensive city on too little sleep, I may as well get one thing right.
When the first flowers finally
dry into brittle reminders, and the nurses
know the names of the family members who spend
every night sleeping on the tile floor, you know
the vigil being kept has entered its second
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