priceonomics:

“Yeah, they say three years’ salary.”

Michael Scott, The Office

American males enter adulthood through a peculiar rite of passage - they spend most of their savings on a shiny piece of rock. They could invest the money in assets that will compound over time and someday provide a…

Awesome. A must-read.

malefeminist:

Indian men wear skirts to protest country’s rape culture (BuzzFeed)

chatting, chatting, constantly chatting
feeling, plucking, picking apart
peeling, binding, weaving and unweaving
we come together, grow together, we come apart.

noise noise everyone’s noise,
chatter, splatter, chaotic exchange
empty and open, awkward positions
if you scream in a room and it’s normal, did you scream?

some kind of thoughtfulness is setting in
quiet after a long rain

“familiar processes of pain and reward”
i reveal myself unwittingly
this work requires honesty, i can’t
play petty games like some
close to me
we can’t permit that sort of fraudulence
this work gets too muddled, too easily if we do.

the rain has fallen silent and i’m listening to the dew
listening to the ground suck it up,
i’m listening to the last drops fall
from leaves into the grass
birds and wind and panic - no!
i can’t let the silence in

you nudge me nudge me nudge me
quietly and humbly so
‘look at that bird there, see?’
we take down observations together
we set out slow, i want to run,
i want to scream! to decimate!
this creeping, humble silence,
this delicate awakening,
to make my mark
in the fresh-wet mud…
‘gentle,’ you tell me. ‘gentle.’

i think i can still hear the birds.
it isn’t your silence that makes me uncomfortable,
it’s mine.

but as i slow that racing heart,
i can pick out single raindrops.

If facebook promotes the status quo.

Or if I’m just paranoid about what I post up there. (And probably rightly so.)… People should do sociological studies on facebook. What public interface does it most resemble? It’s like a mix of the proletariat letters to editor and .. not aristocratic court, but..

When I get a chance, I’m looking up studies. They’ve probably been done 50 times already.

Everyone keeps telling me I have to skim read my MSW articles. What happened to learning? I think this is proof of the power of nostalgia. You take three years off of school and you forget that it was 70% BS.

annalsofonlinedating:

hi. Are u a strong white lady and do u have mean side as well? You look strong and sexy and i love to email gift cards to strong white women. Do u like gift cards?

my mom is jealous of white women and she hate when they fart by her. What wuld u do to her if u farted by her and she got…

annalsofonlinedating:

What I’m doing with my life: going to nursing school. i love helping people because i feel like ive hurt so many in the past. this is my way of giving back.

I’m really good at: sneaking pills from work/not getting in trouble for it!! (not that i haven’t learned many lessons the hard way in…

a slow warmth stealing through my body.
fixing corners, moving furniture,
polishing mirrors and waxing floors.
a large chest of drawers is moved, scratching the floor again.
i can feel the rumble in other corners of the house.
half terrified
that this slow and gentle reorganization
might knock things off shelves,
pull apart nailed corners,
tear apart the house.

i have no artifice. it’s raw, this creature, my creature,
this timid beast.
i’m like a feral cat,
at once needing care and comfort, but not in any position to receive them.
not in any position to coyly nudge my food bowl over,
ignore and charm and all that.

there’s one thing about being feral:
you’re so starved for food, you don’t have the time or energy
to assess and con and play.

survival strategies meant for the forest
don’t play well here, the city. the manicured living rooms of cuddly providers.
4000 years of hard-wired reflexes
to fight against,
rest against,
hopefully grow with, like some manhandled bio-plant creation,
tomato vines needing iron rods to lean up against.
cages guiding disorganized, fruitless growth.