i hate it when people shit on others’ excitement. like “hey! i got a new computer!” “that’s nice, but mine’s better” or “hey! i finally killed that guy that’s been bugging me for weeks!” “what the fuck i’m calling the police” unbelievable.
ZINE GIVEAWAY ZINES GIVING THEM AWAY ZINES?? GIVING? AWAY? ZINES!
Hey. I heard you like zines so I got you some zines so you can zine while you zine. As a thank you for everyone who’s been checking out my blog I’m giving away 5~!!! zines!! They are screenprinted double sided teen witch curse cards and they’re on super shiny rad paper made with love (and witchcraft.) You can share them, trade them, crush them up in a blender and dare your roommate to drink it I don’t know man I don’t know your life.
Standard giveaway info:
1. All you have to do is like or reblog this post, reblogs are appreciated so more people can participate. You don’t have to follow me though I’m likely to give away more free stuff/art in the future so ya know. Tell ya friends.
2. I’ll announce the winners August 15th, they’ll be selected through one of those amazing mystical random number generators.
3. I’ll send you a message and be like ‘hey, do you want this zine?’ And hopefully you’ll respond being like, ‘Yeah. I want the zine.’ And then I’ll mail it to whatever address you give me. Old school.
Thanks again you guys for being so rad, I’ve recieved so many nice messages and wish I could high five you all in the face, stay cool, stay in school
i need to relate a story of something that happened friday night
so madam-science and i went out for dinner. for those of you who don’t know she and i have known each other since we were like a year old.
so here’s a short list of the mishaps which occurred in one hour long meal:
BUDDIES FOR LIFE TIL WE DIE THEN GHOST BUDDIES TIL WE GHOST DIE!!!
bonus story: when Kat visited me in New York we were passing a smoke shop but she misread it and was like, “OMG New York has a S’Mores SHOP???” priceless. the friendship is true
Imagine the baby that would result from a night of passion between Ebenezer Scrooge (before the spirits changed his ways) and Mr. Krabs from Spongebob. Now imagine that baby grew up and married the baby that would result from a night of passion between Yzma from the Emperor’s New Groove and Mr. Burns from the Simpsons. Now imagine the newlyweds had a baby of their own, and that baby was raised aboard a Ferengi Starship, where she was tutored in empathy and compassion by Lord Voldemort. Now imagine that baby grew up and someone told her that any opinions she might have or conclusions she might reach are based on objective logic and reason, and that anyone who disagrees with her is simply being irrational. Now multiply that person’s greed and heartlessness by 100 and you’ll begin to see something that comes close to resembling Ayn Rand.
I take issue with this, and here’s why: In my freshman year of college, I went several times to a philosophy club of mostly men. I’d just read The Fountainhead as well as several other essays by Ayn Rand and wasn’t an objectivist but had found her viewpoint interesting if a bit extreme, and admired her as one of the first female philosophers I had discovered. As an art student Howard Roark’s stubbornness in defending his artistic vision was really admirable, and his deconstruction of the Parthenon as arguably unoriginal design was very clever. Ayn Rand researched architecture a great deal in writing The Fountainhead and its safe to say Howard Roark is based off of Frank Lloyd Wright, who she befriended after the book was published. I’d read other books written by philosophers around that time as well, including Nietzsche’s book Good and Evil which I similarly found interesting but isolating, as it contained incredibly sexist/offensive ideologies directed at women. During one of the philosophy club’s meetings Ayn Rand was brought up and rather than try and analyze some of the finer points of objectivism/discuss what she was actually saying these dudes started cracking jokes, called her a bitch, and dismissed her entirely. I didn’t return to the club but in later conversations whenever Ayn Rand came up rather than contextualize some of the problematic parts of her philosophy or take a closer look at analyzing objectivism she was consistently dismissed as either an extremist or a ‘bitch.’ I’m familiar with how this word can demean modern day women but find it more crippling when looking at women of history, simplifying their impact and trivializing them.
Ayn Rand loved film, and came to America as a teenager out of Soviet Russia, saw the New York skyline and cried. She moved to Hollywood to become a screenwriter, and published her first novel We the Living, a semi-autobiographical story of the struggle between the individual and the state. I think its important to consider her background in understanding why her love of capitalism and individualism are so strong, and sometimes extreme, compared to her experience as a free-thinking woman in Russia. I’m liberal minded so while I don’t prescribe to her philosophy of objectivism I think its important to recognize her value as an intelligent woman of history and a great writer. There are parts of The Fountainhead I find problematic, like the rape scene, but there are also incredibly beautiful passages and well crafted elements of storytelling outside of the novel’s purpose of communicating Rand’s philosophy. As I mentioned earlier with Nietzsche’s sometimes sexist ideologies, they are contextualized within the dominant perspectives of the time period he existed in. I think the same should be done for Ayn Rand.
I love this new song/video from Jenny Lewis and I think it has a pretty important message. I was recently talking with a friend about how frustrating it is to be friends with a man in your artistic field and to realize that you’re not actually seen as an equal. Give it a listen ;]
You will have days where you feel better, and you will have days where you want to die. Both are okay. There is no magical cure. You just need to close your eyes, and trust that the waves will pass, and soon you’ll be able to breathe again.