{116} Beyond the locker room

“Locker room banter” — it’s just, I don’t KNOW. I have no idea what male locker room banter is or isn’t. I do know that most of the men I’ve known are quite capable of being crude and rude, especially when high on adrenaline...

{115} Great little things

I have important things I want to blog about — rape culture, the U.S. election, bullying, compassion, art — but it has been a painful day for me, physically, and I’m feeling overwhelmed by everything. I’m fine, I’m fine;  how often do we...

{114} On setting boundaries

Even raised in a feminist household, I was not taught much about setting personal boundaries. It’s surprising to me how late I learned some of the basic steps to take regarding personal mental health, the things the guard against being abused and/or taken...

{112} “Where the white children at?!?!?”

If you want to understand the impact of racism and classism in a smaller city, ride public transportation. That is my advice to photographers, writers, artists, social workers, middle-class activists, and alt-right conservatives. I suppose it’s true for...

{111} Hurricane days

There is a distinct, panicked silence that accompanies the wait for a hurricane to strike. I mean, once the panic is over, once the supplies are put safely away on high shelves or in air-tight coolers, once you have bloodied your fists for the last jar of peanut...

{109} The Scourge of Unasked-for Advice

I love advice. I love receiving it. I love giving it. I love reading “how to” posts and “life hack” sites and pointing friends to them, too. But unasked-for advice is an insidious evil, ruining friendships and destroying family relations and...