A collage of personal, political,cultural, and historical commentary from the thought processes of Brandon Wallace.
Saturday, November 12, 2005
Boy would I have loved to have moved in circles with the likes of Nina Simone, Miriam Makeba, Stokeley Carmichael, Harry Belafonte..... That would have been beautiful.
Kent State expelled an iraqi veteran for protesting a military recruitment effort on campus and the Iraq war.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
I was just thinking. MY childhood was very queer and very progressive indeed. I grew up wearing my sisters and my mothers clothes to school. We would wear each others sweaters and shirts, nothing more than that. It was all quite innocent and lovely.
I showed Stonewall in my class at Ivy Tech today. ha. The response was interesting. We will finish watching it and then discuss it. It has some very interesting play in it in terms of gender construction, power relations,etc.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
The persecution of Sami Al-Arianis one of the most drastic examples of fascism at work in the United states. Someone should help get to Cuba. What is happening and what is going to happen to our civil rights and our right to free speech in this country? There should be a massive outcry against what is happening to this man in this trial.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
I am in an interesting place tonight. I need to stop making war on my body. I need to get in sync with my health.
Not only is Lafayette heteronormative. Lafayette is Stagnant.
My first day of teaching RS's class was wonderful! Blissful moments.
Monday, November 07, 2005
Am I the Same Girl?
Swing Out Sisters-- AM I the Same Girl?
Why don't you stop
And look me over
Am I the same girl you used to know?
Why don't you stop
And think it over
Am I the same girl who knew your soul?
I'm the one you want
And I'm the one you need
I'm the one you love
I'm the one you used to meet
Around the corner
Everyday
We would meet
And slip away
But we were much too young
To love each other this way
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Why don't you stop
And look me over
Am I the same girl you used to know?
Why don't you stop
And think it over
Am I the same girl who knew your soul?
I'm the one you hurt
And I'm the one you need
I'm the one who cried
I'm the one you used to meet
But you are pretending you don't care
But the fire is still there
Now we are no longer too young
To love each other this way
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Have you ever felt the need for something more
With every week comes scratching at your door
Have you ever stopped and wonder what it is you're searching for
Push your luck too far with me
But if you push it any further
You won't have any
Am I the same girl?
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Why don't you stop
And look me over
Am I the same girl you used to know?
Why don't you stop
And think it over
Am I the same girl who knew your soul?
I'm the one you want
And I'm the one you need
I'm the one you love
I'm the one you used to meet
Around the corner
Everyday
We would meet
And slip away
But we were much too young
To love each other this way
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Why don't you stop
And look me over
Am I the same girl you used to know?
Why don't you stop
And think it over
Am I the same girl who knew your soul?
I'm the one you hurt
And I'm the one you need
I'm the one who cried
I'm the one you used to meet
But you are pretending you don't care
But the fire is still there
Now we are no longer too young
To love each other this way
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
Have you ever felt the need for something more
With every week comes scratching at your door
Have you ever stopped and wonder what it is you're searching for
Push your luck too far with me
But if you push it any further
You won't have any
Am I the same girl?
Am I the same girl?
(Yes I am, yes I am)
All night, All day, Angels watching over me my lord. All night, All day, Angels watching over me.
I always find it quite amusing and slightly befuddling when I see people reading the Exponent in ernest.
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