Five Star Mixtape 374: Four Great Blog Posts and a Yaa Gyasi Quote
This week's Five Star Mixtape great blog roundup is brought to you by being a newly sober woman, belonging made visible, a father who left, fear for a son, and Yaa Gyasi:
What’s a girl to do when a bunch of dudes have just told her, in front of an audience, that she’s wrong about what it’s like to be herself? I could talk to them, one by one, and tell them how it felt. I could tell the panel organizers this is why you never have just one of us up there. I could buy myself a superhero costume and devote the rest of my life to vengeance on mansplainers everywhere.
…we raise questions of power and silencing. We think about whether we need more rules, or fewer rules, for international online learning. We wonder if organically forming communities have an inherent tendency to marginalise the unexpected visitor — and not just in spite of the diligently inclusive language they use to value all their members, but because whenever belonging is made visible in the formation of a community, it is always coded by those who control the invitation to belong.
…no matter how deeply you can sink into your life, no matter how much you will yourself to forget, the wounds don’t go away. How can they? Childhood tattoos itself onto your body. Childhood bends your DNA. Childhood houses itself in your heart.
I have seen the stung, caved-in face of my son when we run into a distant acquaintance at Target, and they refer innocently enough to him as a girl — or when he is depleted and tender, and we his family call him by his birth name, and, seeing that face, I feel stung and caved in myself. It is a bigoted world, a world unaccommodating to mystery.
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