March 2012
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Watch“I Slept With All Your Mothers” by Harriet (via coketalk)
Howl with me, Harriet.
(So good.)
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March Madness at City Grit →
Tomorrow I am saying good riddance to this god-forsaken month — and more importantly, greeting the first month of spring — with Chef Dave Santos’ soul-soothing food.
There are still tickets left for the meal, which celebrates foods once considered to cause madness (eggplant, sea bream, nutmeg, rye, absinthe…). Join me?
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Regrets.
Last night I spoke to my mom for a long time. We spoke of Cian and we spoke of regrets.
I am plagued by regrets.
I swear I am able to find something in every month I have lived that I regret. (At the age of about nine I distinctly remember regretting my lost childhood.) If I could do it all over, I would, but I would take my 30-year-old brain with me, and I know that is magical thinking. And...
The Roots, “The Seed 2.0” (via my own self)
Hat...
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PS: I just checked. I was wrong. It’s 55 and partially sunny in Dublin. That gives me small comfort, to know they needn’t gather under rain. And how strange, to be put to rest on a leap day. So few anniversaries.
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2 pm. Dublin.
His service is starting now.
I cannot tell you how much I wish I could be there.
These rituals are so important.
I have been increasingly sadder since I heard the news, every morning a new regret, a new wave of grief, a new anger, a new sadness.
$1000 was just more than I could spend.
But it feels so wrong to be dressed for work, coffee in a travel mug, as everyone who loves him gathers.
It...
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“It seems to me that almost all our sadnesses are moments of tension, which we...”
– Rilke, “Letters to a Young Poet”
I am still waiting for the day that is easier than the one before.
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My ex-boyfriend died on Thursday. I found out first thing Friday morning.
We met in Dublin when I was doing my JYA at Trinity and continued dating ‘til I was mid-way through a grad degree there. Two and a half years.
We weren’t right together but he meant so much to me.
He was the funniest person I’ve ever known.
Together we traveled to Malaysia and Paris. He spent a month...
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M. Ward, “Blake’s View”
Death...
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“It seems to me that being authentic is being brave enough or just candid enough...”
– Cup of Jo’s mom in a letter to her encouraging to tell her depression story.
She posted this last week but I just read it — and it’s amazing because that was exactly the reason I wanted to share my abortion story — magnified in today’s political climate because we NEED...
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Winner of the best comment left in response to the... →
(Via my cousin Renee)
Pray for her, absolutely, she had the courage to make a decision, a decision few could stand so proudly behind. Pray for her, she is strong willed, and free thinking. Pray for her, she lived her life with her convictions. Pray for her, she believed in herself and knew herself enough to change her life. Pray for her. She does not need to seek forgiveness, I’m sure...
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Oh and it's less than a half hour later...
And I got my first “let’s pray for these young women” reblog.
Don’t waste your prayers on me, my dear.
I’m fine.
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Abortion post script: on privilege
After writing that post I realized I left one critical thing off: what it cost and how it was paid for. I had to text my parents for a reminder. Shelley’s answer meshes with my vague memory: “I would say we paid and it was a couple hundred dollars.” Of course, the real cost was much higher, but that was covered by Planned Parenthood — or maybe it was my parents’...
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“Even until recently, I was afraid to tell anyone, for fear of the reaction that...”
– Renee, writing about her abortion for the “pro-voice” organization Exhale.
I love my smart and powerful cousin. (Beautiful, too.)
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My abortion
I read an article about Merle Hoffman, the activist who, at age 25 and two years before Roe v. Wade, opened a Long Island City abortion clinic that is still in operation. She urges us to stop treating abortion like a dirty secret. “I think it’s important to own it,” she said, “one out of three woman before the age of 45!”
Inspired by my cousin Renee, who wrote about her abortion last...
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"Even in the case of rape."
I wish this phrase was abolished from the debate.
Yes, it’s horrific that people like Santorum and Virginia lawmakers would violate a woman’s right “even in the case of rape” but how you got pregnant has absolutely nothing to do with it (nor need it ever be shared with your doctor or anyone else).
I believe it’s doing our side a disservice by repeating it ad...
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Dirty words of 1811 - Boing Boing →
See the whole (long!) list at Project Glutenberg. Below, a few favorites…
APPLE DUMPLIN SHOP. A woman’s bosom.
BASTARDLY GULLION. A bastard’s bastard.
BELLY TIMBER. Food of all sorts.
BELL SWAGGER. A noisy bullying fellow.
BLEATING CHEAT. A sheep.*
BLIND CUPID. The backside.
BLUE RUIN. Gin.
BREAK-TEETH WORDS. Hard words, difficult to pronounce.
BUGAROCH. Comely,...
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Wild Geese
You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees,...
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Exclusive Stream: Bruce Springsteen's New Song... →
thegreg:
I’m loving the folk influence that I’ve heard thus far from the new album. Very reminiscent of the Seeger Sessions, which I personally feel is one of the highlights of the last 25 years of Springsteen’s work.
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“Every fall into love involves [to adapt Oscar Wilde] the triumph of hope over...”
– Alain de Botton (via kateoplis)
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“There are only two types of women — goddesses and doormats”
– Pablo Picasso.
And men like Picasso will turn one into the other.
February is the most terrible month and anyone who...