I’m going to start doing a link dump each Monday. My hope is to just share cool stuff I find on the internet. Stuff that piques my fancy. You know.
This first week will focus mostly on bizarre stuff. This is all weird internet culture material. Enjoy!
So, I regularly visit the folks over at Confessions of a Seminarian. It’s a cool blog, and they are a very respectful, calm group of people who are interested in discussing Christianity evenly and with grace. As a hardcore agnostic, I am happy to have this conversation with such a cool group of people.
But sometimes the writers over there get a little nuts with the vocabulary. I admit that I will whip out some pretty bullshit modes of talking (I once told someone asking about the theatre company I run: “it’s sort of a neo-brechtian attempt at modifying the congealed paradigms of theatre as a living, breathing organism”), those guys can get downright crazy! And sometimes I feel like I’m reading satire on scholarly elites, when they are, in fact, real people.
Today I quit my job at _____. _____ is a state-wide non-profit organization dedicated to providing transportation for transportation-disadvantaged Missourians so they can live more independently in their own communities. Most of the work we do is for necessary medical appointments and essential shopping.
For the past eleven months, I have been the Regional Coordinator for the East Area at _____. I have been given a wide variety of names: administrative assistant, assistant regional director, assistant to the regional director, assistant director, administrative assistant, Pam’s personal assistant, and (my favorite) Big Thinker.
I’ll be reading 10 or 12 minutes’ worth of spoken word at Novak’s Bar and Grill in the Grove (St. Louis) this coming Monday (August 11).
I know I am inclined toward shouting “REVOLUTION!” and running with a flag of Che Guevara. I know I am an activist. I know I would throw a molotov cocktail if the cause interested me. I consider myself a guerrilla.
And that is why things like THIS interest me. I have a few pet projects of my own (projects I will share as they develop), but street art really gets me fired up, and I was surprised recently to learn that this is a hot topic for many city-dwellers. Somewhere along the way, I just assumed that others found this street art to be as powerful and exciting as I do. I have since learned that this is not true.
This will not doubt be one of many blogs on this topic.
When I went to college, I developed a liking for men. This honest-to-God development into bisexuality has shaped a lot of my ideas about human sexuality and sexual health.
I’ll leave the bits about sexuality for another time. At this moment, I’d like to address the issue of human sexual health.
My parents never discussed condoms, contraceptives, or even sex with me. What I learned, I learned through friends, movies, television, books, and the internet. And porn.
So I just uploaded THIS VIDEO with lots of updates. One of the updates mentions this blog. It’s like the ouroboros (the serpent devouring its own tail as a symbol of perfection and infinity), only without the bit about perfection. This blog links to the video, the video to the blog, and so on.
I thought this would be a good place to start the Wordcount series given some comments about superdelegates from friends. It took a tidy bit of research to understand the full history and function of a superdelegate, and I am happy to report that, despite initial suggestions that they fall from outer space in metal crates, superdelegates are human. I’m not going to go into depth about what a delegate is, so if you don’t understand the United States’ presidential primary process, this will just be confusing to you. I point you toward THIS or THAT if you need info on our voting process.
According to THIS, every apartment I have ever rented was a great deal. This really got me thinking about the cost of living in our country.
I’m unsettled. I’m a fairly middle-class dude, and if every place I’ve ever rented was a great deal (in terms of cost v. location), I can’t imagine how the millions of people who are far lower than me on the economic scale survive.
Wait. I can imagine. Better yet, I read about it right HERE. That’s a whole lot of reading to establish that PEOPLES IN THIS COUNTRY IS POOR.
A personal observation: it really does seem like the gap between wealthy and poor in this nation is getting bigger. Am I alone in noticing this?
In writing about my flirting past with the Church of Jesus Christ of the Latter-Day Saints, I find almost instantly that I never really believed in the philosophies of the Mormon church. (Mormon, LDS, and Church of Jesus Christ of blahblahblah are all the same thing, FYI)
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