iono #35

1. i think i’m going to slow down this blogging thang and try to write a book. i’m dummy inspired by “What We Are.” Peter Nathaniel Malae’s ability to paint a perfect picture of existence as a perpetual outsider (as a mixed heritage samoan/white american) is uncanny. it’s interesting to notice the ways i feel as if he’s speaking directly to/for me in certain instances, and then will say something that i can’t relate to in any way, shape or form in the same breath. his writing has the beauty and violence of a lebron james fast break slam dunk in the reader’s face. sherman alexie calls his book, “a roller-coaster ride inside the haunted house of multicultural sin and shame.” i want to try and create something that is as true to my own life, but more in the style of a young penny hardaway twisting through the lane for a double-pump reverse layup off the glass, & for arundhati roy or eduardo galeano to call it, “a cascade of laughter and heartbreak that lives with its head in the clouds and it’s feet on the ground.” LMAO fat f*cking chance… =P

2. working to be an ally to folks who face differing and/or completely different forms of oppression than you is a messy business. you have to be prepared to stick your neck out and take risks that might make you look and feel like a complete f*cking assh*le at times. i’ve undoubtedly slipped and fallen on my face (and continue to) more times than i can count or care to remember. however, i believe with all my heart that if less people occupying varying and various positions of privilege had “played it safe” before my generation was born, the young people i work to love and serve wouldn’t require me or my time in the first place. the paradox of b*tchassness (no patriarchy).

3. i sat in a circle with a group of amazing young people of color and listened to them appreciate myself and one another today. if that kind of love/liberation is corny, gay, weak, b*tchmade, etc., then i’m a fruity, brittle, cheesepuff tamale.

4. S/O to the homie for this scrumtulescent bday gift:

5. plz don’t feed the trolls.

6. this is me at the front door of our office at least 2x a week. one might think i’d have figured it out after a while. i think of this cartoon whenever it happens. winning.

7. wifey just finished watching “the voice,” so i’m out. peace!

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