Burano, Italy. Island of Venice
A quiet, delightful island with picturesque pastel-colored houses.
I said there is not time left, a deep intense sleeplessness, no time for heart, no time for love.
jorge balarezo crazy blind date 2014
I am so fucking angry about this. This is the latest advert from “Better Together,” the pro-union movement whose long history of patronisation and scaremongering as campaign tactics has truly been surpassed with this latest offering.
This advert is making me particularly incensed because it is so clearly aimed at women; particularly what Better Together clearly think as the “Everywoman.” You really have to watch it to see what I mean, but it’s basically reverted to 1950s gender politics. The Yes vote is being portrayed as a lot of unnecessary strife; the woman in the advert complains about her husband constantly discussing the referendum as though it were too much for her feeble female brain to handle. She worries about the future of Scotland out-with the UK, particularly how it will bear on her children’s future. (Hm, how about a non-privatised NHS, no university tuition fees, and hopefully no weapons of mass destruction in the Clyde placed there by a government we didn’t vote for?)
This is classic Better Together policy: frame the unionist movement in rhetoric of moderation, consideration and temperance, as though at the end of the day it wasn’t rooted in particularly calculated kind of politics. Here it’s been coded in a gendered language that I find particularly exploitative. Yes, women in general statistically have more cautious voting tendencies (probably born of the fact they are hit hardest by austerity etc— ironic considering the fact that Better Together’s frontrunners are all massive fans of the kind of trickle down economics that women bear the brunt of)
But while this kind of bullshit spiel might have worked for Thatcher, it’s not the fucking 70s any more. Women in Scotland have — shock horror— access to social media. They have critical thinking capacities. They actually have a bullshit radar. They have their own opinions about the future of their country rooted in things as varied as socialism, feminism and environmentalism.
I’m already seeing the backlash against this advert and that’s great, but I think it’s important to remember that this isn’t an isolated example of Better Together’s bullshit. You’ll notice the advert mentioned NOT ONE bonus to staying in the UK, it only mentioned the supposed negatives to leaving it. This is classic campaign policy and unfortunately it seems to be working. Better Together aren’t on the side of the Everywoman or man. They’re very much about upholding a status quo rooted in centuries of institutional elitism and hierarchy. If you’re Scottish and still undecided about what you’re voting this year, I urge you to remember this.
I was speaking to a friend in Gaza and he told me that his little cousin is writing her name all over her body with her markers, just in case she gets blown up and no one can identify her. She is 11 years old. 11. The psychological pain and trauma the palestinian children go through is absolutely repulsive.
one of my favourite things are those message boards where people carefully dissect the meaning of songs, approaching pop lyrics and rap verses with as much dedication as if they were combing through the waste land. i love it. it’s so human. i love anything where people are united by passion, even if behind the veil of anonymity. i love it especially if that passion is slightly fastidious and eccentric and obsessive. and when it’s a song i love it’s nice to think of other people out there, lying in the dark with their earbuds in listening to the same song over and over as though written in the chords was some secret code.
finally picked my modules for the first two semesters of uni (had to get my friend to talk me through the stages as i am a useless piece of matter). as well as english lit i’m doing art history and comparative literature and some of my modules include the nineteenth century novel (looking at the theme of adultery!) and renaissance art and twentieth century drama, (focusing on “staging the political”) and i’m going to be studying woolf and emily bronte and angela carter who are some of my favourite writers so yeah buzzing !!
just came back from watching boyhood and I liked it a lot. i loved the richness it gave to throwaway everyday moments. watching cartoons as a kid. the adolescent rituals of getting drunk with people you don’t really like. the awkwardness and the affection and the disfunction of families. i liked how exquisitely observed it was; (the barely perceptible, accidental ways parents slight their kids, the way siblings squabble, all those halting faux-deep teenage conversations) but i think really it particularly resonated with me because of how timely it was on a personal level; like how the film starts with this kid and moves through the iraq war, through potter-mania and coldplay’s yellow and bieber cuts and smartphones and obama-biden and twilight and lady gaga, through all the things thati, that millennials, grew up with, then ends with the central character at 18, about to start university, the exact stage i am at now. it just seemed like a strangely magical happenstance. it made everyday life seem tinged with this almost unbearable bittersweetness, but also this sense of wonder. it’s like what this girl says to the main guy, something like “the moment seizes you.” and i never heard it put like that but it’s true.
Frances Ha (2012)
Your downfall.Azra.T “The Hand That Feeds” after Jeanann Verlee’s ‘Almighty’ (via 5000letters)
Your apple, your architect, your wonder, your wander.
Your hand that feeds, your mouth that swallows, your temptation, your tempt-in, your honey and almond, your honey and bitten lips, your bitter, your biter, your fists and your longing
Your five years down the line, your unsure and you’re unsure, and your milk, your mouth
Your alter, your ungodly church, your prayers,
your teeth, your snarl,
your eat and your eaten, your eat her out, your feast, your banquet, your unholy offering, and your sighs and her sighs,
your lion’s soft, your lion’s roar, your grumbles, your tender,
your thighs and your stretch marks,
your thighs and your cigarette burns,
your cage, your arms, your cage
your lick, your growl, your possession, your lover, your guilt, your ‘I won’t love you in the morning,’ your mistake, your love, your sweetness, your mine, you’re mine,
your leaver, your leave-her,
your temptation, your downfall
Your regret, your longing, your lover
Anonymous said: Hey just in case ya didn't know, St andrews usually does a creative lock in on freshers week from 11pm to 6am I think its on wednesday ? Basically theres music and cosy low lighting and everyone sits around and does whatever they want ranging from drawing/writing/talking to making newspaper poems and stuff. You might want to check it out :)
thanks for letting me know! i think i’ve vaguely heard of this? sounds good— i’ll maybe wander along x