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            For a little seasonal fun this week, I offer you 7 Classic Christmas Songs Greatly Improved by Reversing the Gender Roles from Stylite.com. I appreciate the choice of words for the title, as they are indeed “greatly improved,” but admittedly still playing heavily into gender stereotypes. Don’t bypass the commentary above […]

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"At a loss for words" from blog "life is 2 short"

The night started, as so many college nights do, with a red cup pressed into a hand. Ubiquitous at tail gates and parties, those bright plastic cups are a harbinger of carnival, of unleashing. The hand around the cup was mine. So begins New York Times writer Susan Dominus’ chronicle of her own experience with […]

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Gendered Toys - Courageous and Clever

The holiday season is always a chilling time for me, witnessing the mad rush of consumerism that now blatantly supersedes any pretense of familial bonding. On this topic, I was amused to hear of Mattel’s timely release of a new book entitled Barbie: I can be a Computer Engineer. Sounds great, or as good as we can expect […]

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              The prostitute is not, as feminists claim, the victim of men but rather their conqueror, an outlaw who controls the sexual channel between nature and culture. CAMILLE PAGLIA, Vamps and Tramps We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but […]

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        Last week I attended a lecture at Duke’s Women’s Center on Sexual Assault on College Campuses. It featured Dr. Kimberly Theidon, a former Harvard professor who was recently denied tenure and is suing the institution under the premise that her department did a complete u-turn on her viability for tenure after she […]

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    “It puzzles me,” wrote Anonymous, in his introduction, “that we are all bequeathed at birth with the most marvelous bodily pricks and holes, which the youngest child knows are objects of pure delight, but which we must pretend in the name of civilization are abominations–never to be touched, never to be shared, never […]

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  An ever fascinating topic for me is that of feminism and social media. When I wrote the draft for this post earlier this week, I found this video, 10 hours of walking in NYC as a woman, buried at the bottom of the BBC website. Three days later it has been lauded and criticized, commented […]

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        Before Pinktober comes to an end, we should all squeeze in a conversation about “Pinkwashing,” the corporate trend of slapping pink ribbons on every variety of product imaginable in the name of breast cancer awareness. It turns out there is no regulation on the pink ribbon (although the Susan G. Komen […]

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Domestic Violence Awareness Month (which happens to coincide with Breast Cancer Awareness Month…because there are only so many months to divvy out) has brought minimal discussion in my neck of the woods, so I jumped at the opportunity to volunteer at an event hosted by NC State’s Women’s Center in Raleigh this week. “These Hands […]

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As the Southern Editor it would be remiss of me not to mention that yesterday evening U.S. District Judge Max Cogburn struck down North Carolina’s ban on gay marriage, opening up the county offices to begin issuing marriage licenses immediately. North Carolina’s marriage ban was somewhat unique in that it was a product of Amendment […]

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Today just a brief thought about my new life in the South. Elections Matter! Having lived in New York all of my voting-age life, I have developed a particular (admittedly luxurious) sentiment about the polls: that I could comfortably vote for a third party candidate that has a platform I believe in, despite the candidate’s […]

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Today just a brief thought about my new life in the South. Elections Matter! Having lived in New York all of my voting-age life, I have developed a particular (admittedly luxurious) sentiment about the polls: that I could comfortably vote for a third party candidate that has a platform I believe in, despite the candidate’s […]

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July 16, 2018

Thanks a lot, Steve. And, continuing the segue-ing, here's an old (and traditional) Gary Snyder poem I just came across yesterday: Seaman’s Ditty I’m wondering where you are now Married, or mad, or free: Wherever you are you’re likely glad, But memory troubles me. We could’ve had us children, We could’ve had a home— But you thought not, and I thought not, And these nine years we roam. Today I worked in the deep dark tanks, And climbed out to watch the sea: Gulls and salty waves pass by, And mountains of Araby. I’ve travelled the lonely oceans And wandered the...

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Asano_Takeji-No_Series-Snow_at_Iwashimizu_Hachiman_Shrine_Kyoto

Today just a brief thought about my new life in the South. Elections Matter! Having lived in New York all of my voting-age life, I have developed a particular (admittedly luxurious) sentiment about the polls: that I could comfortably vote for a third party candidate that has a platform I believe in, despite the candidate’s […]

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July 16, 2018

A very nice piece, William. I am reminded of a Sung Dynasty poem that D.T. Suzuki quotes in one of his books. I'm not sure of its relevance here, but it seems to resonate somehow. Misty rain on Mount Lu, And waves surging at Che Kiang. When you have not been there, Many a regret you have; But once there and homeward you wend, How matter-of-fact things look! Misty rain on Mount Lu And waves surging at Che Kiang.

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Frank Kermode, August 2000, photo by Charlie MacDonald

Today just a brief thought about my new life in the South. Elections Matter! Having lived in New York all of my voting-age life, I have developed a particular (admittedly luxurious) sentiment about the polls: that I could comfortably vote for a third party candidate that has a platform I believe in, despite the candidate’s […]

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June 14, 2018

The time that takes place in stories compared to the time that we actually live is radically abbreviated. It briskly sweeps aside all the commonplace moments that make up the long stretch of toilsome time and focuses instead on the interesting and compelling. With a mere section break or a simple transitional phrase, days, months, and whole years are disposed of as if they had no significance at all. “Then time passed slowly until the day arrived when….” A lot of important living is hidden in such a phrase. From the moment-to-moment flow of time, the storyteller lifts out only those narr...

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