A clip of Tori Amos performing “Precious Things” [lyrics here] on Sessions at West 54th. This clip also features an introduction by David Byrne, who–WHADDAYA KNOW–released an album today on which he and Fatboy Slim collaborated with a great roster of musicians, including Tori! This is probably NSFW.
For your consideration
When I blogged about Evelyn Evelyn for FWD over a month ago — critiquing it from a feminist disability perspective — I got all manner of off-topic reactions, including derails, a bunch of abled people showing up to tell me how things really are and/or spewing their privilege all over the place, and death threats.
When Amanda Palmer got blogged about on Jezebel.com a few days ago, she got an interview with the New York Times…about feminism. She referred to this on Twitter as “life/lemonade!”
So, what sort of lemonade am I supposed to make from death threats? Or from Palmer herself recently making the very existence of disabled feminists into a joke on Australian television?
For the record, I have yet to be contacted by any mainstream press outlet regarding my views on feminism, and my contact info is easily available. I am pretty sure that these same press outlets have yet to contact Lauredhel or Sparkymonster, both of whom have eloquently critiqued some of the less savory things that Palmer has treated us to in recent weeks.
And: cue comments here telling me that I shouldn’t be so invested in getting press or furthering my own goals or anything. Obviously, that’s for famous people only, not feminists with disabilities who don’t get paid for raising these issues (and then get heaped with abusive comments for even speaking up). I’ve spent a vast amount of time thinking and writing about this stuff — and disability feminism, too — but, of course, it’s just a hobby, whereas Palmer has a job creating art, and why aren’t I spending my time on more important disability issues?
Because all of this has affected me in a manner that is deeply fucking personal, that’s why. I am not going to apologize for finally wanting to consider my own bottom line in all of this, particularly when I’ve given so much of my time and energy to this “internet controversy” — only to get hit with what is, quite frankly, a bunch of bigoted crap.
SOON.
I am going to start blogging here full-time!
Image description: black and white image; a woman with shoulder-length hair reclines on a bed. She is wearing dark lip gloss, a sequined skirt, fence net tights, and a “This is what a feminist looks like” t-shirt, and brandishes a cane toward the camera.
EXCITING, NO?
Quick Hit: Jesse Sykes fan art
I spilled tea on a drawing I was doing for Jesse Sykes (whose music you should check out, and whose concert I will most likely be attending tomorrow night!) and, in the spirit of the lemons/lemonade thing, decided to just go with it (click for big):
In case anyone was wondering, the type of tea spilled here was Blood Orange.
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