Dr. Michael Eric Dyson comes to Claremont
Damn can this man speak. Scratch that. He flows. In an hour and a half, Dr. Dyson preached and poeticized and intellectualized about Martin Luther King Jr.’s philosophies and the way in which the black community needs to emulate his dedication to peace, his respect for the poor and the young and their words, and his courage to actually talk about race in a clear and careful way. And he connected. The video doesn’t do justice to how he managed to connect not only (but most especially) with his black audience, but with every single person in that room. What an amazing experience.
(Source: keepcalmandeatmarshmallows, via theburiedlife)
Finding purpose in your life might not make you happy, but serves to make you more human. Well worth the read.
paper rock scissors is only fun if you have fingers (or toes)
people are always playing games you don’t necessarily have the tools to play.
(Source: kumuhina, via notascaryfeminist)
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2013 is off to a good start. I spent a week in Chicago furiously trying to see all my friends. That was fun but…it’s funny how things change and stranger still to be able to see how I’ve changed. I’ve been surrounded by such wonderful, open minded people who, for the first time in my life, have created a community/niche with which I feel a strong sense of belonging. Mostly. To emerge from the “Claremont bubble” was jarring.
My week in New York (mostly Brooklyn) with [a subset] of that niche was glorious. We explored the book stores of the lower east side, ate our way through Harlem and Chinatown (and many many other places), bouldered in Central Park, streched and sweated in several free yoga sessions, saw some art at the MoMA, SVA, and an amazing off-Broadway show called Fuerza Bruta, and walked until our feet felt like they were going to fall off in Philly.
What I realized during this trip and all explorations to come are means of scouting out the communities/neighborhoods I want to be a part of after I graduate. NYC is great but I don’t think I’m ready for it yet.
I suppose this is also the beginning of a travel log. That is, if I have enough time/internet access before the power goes out in Nepal to keep up with it.
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Happy birthday, Susan Sontag. She would have been 80 today.
Fresh Air’s remembrance of her here.
Image via Brain Pickings
