Caroline

I am making a zine* for my final project in Women's and Gender Studies 300: Service-Learning Seminar on Gender and Violence. Lovely! Now I just need a subject, a title, a budget, creativity, innovation, and imagination!


*
1. "Questions and Answers About Zines" from Action Girl Online
2. "ZINES - zine history, the zine network, topics, and teaching zines in classrooms" from GrrrlZines.net
3. "About Grrrl Zine Network" from GrrrlZines.net

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, COURTNEY LOVE!

"Directions:
1. Open up the music player on your computer.
2. Set it to play your entire music collection.
3. Hit the shuffle command.
4. Tell us the title of the next thirty songs that show up (with their musicians), no matter how embarrassing. That's right, no skipping that Carpenters tune that will totally destroy your hip credibility. It's time for total musical honesty.
5. If you get the same artist twice, you may skip the second (or third, or etc.) occurrences. You don't have to, but since randomness could mean you end up with a list of ten song with five artists, you can if you'd like."

The Carpenters are not embarrassing. No music is embarrassing. If some self-conscious idiot thinks certain types of music are "embarrassing" because name-dropping the band doesn't make one cool enough, that person is stupid and has perverted the purpose of music.

( Now for my results. )

Mailed on Thursday, April 27th: one $300 deposit for a place in the Wellesley class of 2010.

The Georgia Peace and Justice Coalition held the Southern Regional March for Peace in Iraq and Justice at Home yesterday. Chessa, Margie, Kristina, Maggie, Lee, Coralli, Emily Saad, Emily Saad's mancandy, Kristina's friend Sophie, I, and several hundred other folks marched. Kristing hooked us up with Sophie's group, who painted buckets black and painted "oil" in red paint. We hung them around our necks and beat them with sticks and some of the drummers wore scary white masks. Maggie and I held a banner for the first half mile or so, and then some other people wanted to hold it.

The march began at the Martin Luther King, Jr. Center. We marched about 2 miles to Piedmont Park. Hereien lies the Atlanta Journal-Constitution's coverage.

A photographer took 2 pictures of Maggie and me holding a sign for the Atlanta International Action Center.
Here they are. He gave me his card after he took his picture.

When I traded shifts at work so I could march in the protest, my boss said "Protests don't get anything done. Riots do."

He has a point: politicans would be much more motivated if mobs took over the streets. But he's not totally corret. Nonviolent protest enabled India to evict the British colonial power from their land and poor black people to conquer Jim Crow.

Some people say that protesting is anti-American, but they're wrong. The United States fucking began because those white men didn't want to pay their taxes, so they protested and distributed pamphlets and rioted until they gained independence.

I love America, despite its many faults. I can march in the protest if I want to, and the lady who sat in her van with Bush/Cheney '04 stickers can wave her American flag out her window if she wants to. Exercising my right to free speech is not anti-American, and keeping our government accountable is not anti-American.

We walked through some downtown neighborhood, right by somebody's Hummer H3 in the driveway. Irony. I heard some folks yellin' "Move, Bush, git out tha way" to the tune of Ludacris' song, so later I started that when we were just walkin' along.

Allow me to say: One of Sophie's demonstrator acquaintances was mighty cute. He was a fierce brown activist with some nice percussion instruments. MMPH.

Barnard: Waitlisted
Bryn Mawr: Accepted
Mount Holyoke: Accepted
Smith: Accepted
UGA Honors: Accepted
Wellesley: Accepted
Princeton: We'll hear soon Rejected

I know that my entire LiveJournal consists of either: 1. strange links, 2. political bulletins, or 3. announcements of bands that play near where I live. To continue in this grand tradition:

The Smoking Popes have reunited and will play in Heaven at the Masquerade at 19:00 for $10 on Tuesday, February 28. This has only been my favorite band since 7th grade. Wow!
( Warning: File under 'Pointless' )


So I celebrate by eating frosted whole grain cereal and watching Masterpiece Theater's presentation of Bleak House starring Gillian Anderson / Scully from X-Files.