“Don’t tell them too much about your soul. They’re waiting for just that.”— Jack Kerouac
What a week.
I originally typed the following in the “tags” since that’s where I usually add my thoughts, but I wound up typing a lot, so here it is:
Maybe it’s because I grew up watching “Blues Brothers” and “Raiders of the Lost Ark” over and over again, and hearing about WWII from older relatives who lived through it, but I have a lot of trouble getting into someone’s shoes if they think that it’s okay to march with Nazis. I know I’m not exactly going out on a limb declaring that I am very anti-Nazi and anti-fascist. And doing so will probably not upset anyone at the art school where I work. But I think it’s easy
to be quiet. Especially when it’s something…
anyway every single last one of those nazis who marched at UVA last night deserves to die and that’s that on that
I’m screaming at this video of Lupita as the pink power ranger
I keep forgetting this when I have high expectations of people
Always keep this in mind🔑