I find myself across from
a broken guitar, thrown
into a roosting bushel
of dragon roots.
Beseeched in the fashion
of blood, the notes begin
to fortune the still airs of
This room contained
more than the dead,
more than lost causes,
more than losing children
lost to the folly of broken men;
it contained virgins adorned
with the comings and goings
It had a solitude that would
draw smiles upon the
old and ancient Melquides’ face.
Without the deep songs,
all one could do is decipher
a world for sighing jasmines
and giggling gardenias, to sing
into solitude the song only broken strings can
An iris, an immortal iris carried on the
wings of yellow butterflies. Fluttering
past flora and fauna through the awaiting
window. As I do live, do they flutter.
“Many women of color, like their Anglo counterparts, eschew the term ‘feminism’ while agreeing with it’s goals (the right to an abortion, equality in job hiring, girls’ soccer teams). But women of color also dismiss the label because the feminist movement has largely focused on the concerns of middle-class women… . Attempts to address the racism of the feminist movement have largely been token efforts without lasting effects. Many young women of color still feel alienated from a mainstream feminism that doesn’t explicitly address racism… . Feminism in the United States has stagnated in part because it has largely neglected a class and race analysis.”—
“Feminism’s Future Young Feminists of Color Take the Mic” Daisy Hernández (via false-catalyst)
“Feminism in the United States has stagnated in part because it has largely neglected a class and race analysis.” word
Exactly. This is a problem with the United States in general, it fails to incorporate a detailed and essential analysis of capitalism. For example, unions in the United States has lost that analysis of capital after the 30s and now focuses on polarized issues mainly revolving around their jobs instead of institionalized problems. In comparison, much of Latin America has this Marxist tradition in their own struggles.
I’ve been getting a host of new followers, I’m not particularly sure why, or to be honest, I have no idea why, it must something to do with something.
Well, I greatly appreciate the company and I’ll be sure to look through some promising Tumblrs. I like to write shitty poetry and have an interest in spirituality, radicalism, Latiness, New Orleans, being a descendant of a third world family living in the first world, etc, etc. Send some messages!
"not sure if folks saw this. i’m not sure which is sadder the fact that it passed or the fact that it doesn’t even surprise me anymore.
if i’m reading it correctly, we are now using public money to fund schools that have already effectively left public control and then (since that isn’t enough) we formally turn them over to corporations that, for what is no doubt a small donation in corporate terms, allows corporations to not only put their names all over buildings and stadiums, but actually gives them near total control over who attends and administers publicly funded schools. priceless.”
-Steve Striffler, my Anthropology and Latin American Studies professor at UNO in an email. No, Steve, you’re priceless.
now that i've answered your question, i'd like to pose the same one to you: what was the defining moment or experience(s) you had that brought your latent radicalism to overt expression? :)
Sorry, I’ve taken forever to respond to this, I have no excuse besides laziness.
I guess, I had a somewhat similar experience in my younger years, listening to metal and reading books and playing video games that also had themes of self-empowerment, being marginalized and ostracized, where heroes are demonized as villains by the status-quo, and so on. Especially being part of a counter culture from such a young age always made me feel and act as being different from mainstream society. Another factor, more important one as well, is that I am Latino. I live in New Orleans currently but I grew up in one of its suburbs that was not culturally diverse or ethnically diverse, it was very white or black. And, like with the host of other immigrants this country has hosted, they face pressures to become more white, and although I’m first generation I was already feeling that pressure (not something I realized to recently). I use to go back to Costa Rica quite, where my family lives, all the time, and there is one particular cousin that got me into both playing music and listening to metal and punk. He was about eight years older then me and super into Cuba, Che, and communism in general. So, I remember being like seven and eight listening to him talk about these things and it has provided a base for my sub-conscious. Looking back he wasn’t that politized as much as enamored by it all, however that was enough for me to become interested.
I also remember being in Jr. High and going through Rage Against the Machine’s website and looking through all their links on social issues and what not reading a bunch of them, but not understanding them at all. I’d read them and regurgitate certain issues to friends at school, yet none of it stuck really. And, in high school I didn’t really pursue that line of thinking in the slightest.
It was from taking classes in college that truly changed it for me. A mixture of taking an Anthropology class on Latin American culture and politics and a Sociology class on racial issues in america caused me to step back and say to myself, this makes sense. It articulated so much of what I could never truly pinpoint, and the importance of becoming politicized drove itself into my skull. I also met this other guy I was taking these classes with who was into anarchy, squatted, has traveled extensively, and so on, that offered me to have a dialogue with someone that was further along “the path” then I am that shaped me at that moment.
And, it’s interesting how you mentioned that you needed the right people to really take you off on that direction. I’ve recently started becoming good friends with people who are more politicized and informed, however, I am at the point now that I need to read more. I have not read anything by Marx except for the Communist Manifesto, a shit load of Noam Chomsky, and a few other articles and books by other political dissidents or radicals. Currently, I’m trying to read more about Identity politics. In a sense, I almost feel like its a distraction to more ingrained problems with the world, but I feel extremely tied to my culture and my heritage. I find it difficult to separate myself from my experiences that I’ve considered essential.
There is a quote I remember from reading the biography of Che that occurred between Che and a U.S.S.R diplomat, whose name I can’t remember right now. They were both in an argument about Marxism, and at one point the diplomat says, “Marxism is not about following an ideology, it is about following a ‘way’” That stuck out to me partly because I am interested in personal growth and it never ends. Defining it as a “way” puts it into a more open context that revolves around constantly educating yourself.
Thanks for returning the question, and I hope all’s well.