“I always give books. And I always ask for books. I think you should reward people sexually for getting you books. Don’t send a thank-you note, repay them with sexual activity. If the book is rare or by your favorite author or one you didn’t know about, reward them with the most perverted sex act you can think of. Otherwise, you can just make out.”—
“I want this one moment. It’s what I want in a relationship, which might explain why I am single now. Ha ha. It’s, uh - It’s kind of hard to explain - it’s that thing when you’re with someone, and you love them and they know it, and they love you and you know it. But it’s a party. And you’re both talking to other people. And you’re laughing and shining. And you look across the room. And catch each other’s eyes. But not because you’re possessive or it’s precisely sexual. But because that is your person in this life. And it’s funny and sad, but only because this life will end, and it’s this secret world that exists right there. In public, unnoticed, that no one else knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us, but we don’t have the ability to perceive them. That’s what I want out of a relationship. Or just life, I guess. Love.”—
So when we first started dating more than a decade ago, Sarah and I had to hand out Halloween candy at her boss’s house, and because her boss lived in a very fancy neighborhood, there were a lot of fancy Halloween costumes.
And one kid—maybe eight years old—came dressed as Napoleon. Little dude…
“Tell me you weren’t starving. Tell me that
you have been dreaming of me more often
than you could count, that you don’t prefer
your mother’s love to mine. Tell me how you
would never let me beg in order to get you to
stay. Tell me how you wanted to escape from
your own body. Tell me that you came freely,
that six little pomegranate seeds have never
tasted so good. Tell me how they felt, sliding
down the silk of your esophagus, resting at
home in the pit of your belly. Tell me that you
will always return, like rain. Like roses. Even
the earth misses you when you are gone. You
are crucial to both of us. It is a fixation that I
can understand. Convince me that you cannot
wait to come back, that you prefer me to the
sun. Tell me that you know how I fought for
you. Your mother makes the days longer on
purpose and I grow homesick in the absence
of your body. Tell me that you chose me. That
you love me. That you crave the dark.”—Kristina Haynes, “Reassurances to Hades” (via memereve)
The countries which have adopted Austerity Programmes have seen their economies eviscerated. It is the act of Austerity itself which creates the human misery associated with these countries now. A quick comparison between Greece (adopted Austerity measures) and Iceland (rejected Austerity measures) demonstrates this point.
Greece accepted an £88bn loan from the IMF and the European Central Bank and the Austerity measures attached in order to bail out its banks and stay in the Euro. The economy of Greece has shrunk every year for five years and the Austerity Programme has turned a financial crisis into a humanitarian crisis. 11% of the population now live in ‘Extreme Material Deprivation’ without enough food, heating, electricity or a telephone Unemployment is now over 27% and continues to rise each month, while youth unemployment is now over 59%. This level of poverty has enabled a resurgent fascism. The Far Right Golden Dawn party now has 18 of the 300 seats in the Greek Parliament. Immigrants are being routinely assaulted and killed in racially motivated attacks. Just days ago, a group of 200 immigrant workers protesting six months of unpaid wages were fired upon by their bosses. The assault left twenty eight with gunshot wounds and it was a miracle that no one lost their life.
Iceland refused to use tax payer cash to honour debts run up by the private sector, jailed the bankers responsible, kicked out the Prime Minister and put him on trial for his part in the crisis, and invited its citizens to write a new constitution. Iceland’s economy has enjoyed seven straight quarters of growth averaging 2.5% growth a year Iceland now has a below 5% unemployment rate (UK is at 7.9%), Pensioners receive back around 96.5% of their average net income as pension, Wages have continued to climb since 2011 and are now at an all time high. Iceland society is peaceful and free of social strife. There is an alternative to Austerity, and it has proved far more successful. There is no case in history where cutting Austerity caused growth in a time of economic crisis.
“We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male passenger made a pass at him. The lightbulb went off. “Oh,” I said. “I get it. See, you are afraid, because for the first time in your life you have found yourself a victim of unwanted sexual advances by someone who has the physical ability to use force against you.” The boy nodded and shuddered visibly.“But,” I continued. “As a woman, you learn to live with that from the time you are fourteen, and it never stops. We live with that fear every day of our lives. Every man walking through the parking garage the same time you are is either just a harmless stranger or a potential rapist. Every time.” The girls in the room nodded, agreeing. The boys seemed genuinely shocked. “So think about that the next time you hit on a girl. Maybe, like you in the taxi, she doesn’t actually want you to.””—
In her article about transgender teens in the magazine this week, Margaret Talbot quotes Annette Bening and Warren Beatty’s son Stephen calling himself, among other things, a “nerd fighter.” It might escape the average reader’s notice that this term is more than the sum of its parts. In the teen-age population, “nerdfighter” (as a compound word) has a very specific meaning and etymology. Primarily, it identifies the teen-ager in question as a follower of John Green…