So It Goes.

So from then on whenever one of us called something problematic, he would make us talk it out until we could name the “bad” thing we were hinting at. In this particular class, 7/10 it was some type of oppression, and the remainder was like, “I’m uncomfortable because this is very new/confusing/pushing boundaries that made me feel safe.”

Once we stopped calling things “problematic” and stopping at that, class got way more interesting and... we all had to say, like, “that’s racist” or “that’s misogynistic” or “ew capitalism gross” out loud, which a lot of us had never done in a classroom before. Or we had to be like, “Uhhh... I’m not sure what’s so bad?” and confront our own beliefs and that was maybe even more useful.

1. borrowing misery from future

2. carrying grief of the past

Tempted to actually put this on spotify so I can secretly stream it at work...

#god i love the weird shit people do in college #every time we ordered a pizza we would give our cash tip inside a hand written thank you card #that our apartment.any guests had collaboratively composed with flowery language #thanking the delivery person and pizza chef by name #(since the tracker told ou the name of the employees making and delivering your pizza) #and 95% of the time we'd leave a lipstick kiss and a spritz of perfume on the note #one delivery girl texted us after she got into her little dominoes car to say we made her night #it was great