Saturday, March 20th 2021 ~ First Day of Spring

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2021-03-20 Walden Tonic [2:30]:
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Saturday, March 20th 2021 ~ First Day of Spring

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2021-03-20 Walden Tonic [2:30]:
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Please See: What men do for fun from r/TikTokCringe:
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March 18th 2021

While this is by no means my first foray into grappling with the inescapable dominant paradigm of white supremacy in our culture, this is my first time joining a book club about it. Also my first time cracking an actual book in more years than I care to admit.
This one, “me and white supremacy,” is written by an extraordinary cosmopolitan Muslim black woman with an extremely relatable voice named Layla F. Saad. It is full of prompts to help the reader address our own internalized biases and will involve a lot of journaling. Officially 28 days worth, regardless of how long the reader takes to work through them.
What is white supremacy? “It is an evil. It is a system of oppression that has been diesigned to give you benefits at the expense of the lives of BIPOC and it is living inside you as unconscious thoughts and beliefs,” according to
BIPOC: Black, Indiginous, (and) People of Color.
She says what you will need to do this work requires:
~ your truth
Not other people’s truths or the truth of white privilege in general, but *yours;* the “real, raw, ugly… rotten core of your white internalized supremacy.”
~ your love
“That you do this work because you believe in something greater than your own self-gain.” [p.18]
“You will also need love for this journey becausse when the truth telling gets really hbard, you will need something more powerful than pain and shame to encourage you to keep going.”
~ your committment
Examining and dismantling ones white supremacy “will feel like waking up to a virus that has been living inside you all these years that you never knew was there. And when you begin to interrogate it, it will fight back to protect itself and maintain its position.” [p.19]
You have to decide in advance what is the commitment you have that will anchor you and enable you to keep going when your white fragility inevitably rears its ugly-ass head. And it will.
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For me, it is very hard –impossible actually– to deny that I am:
– a white, female, American-born gentile with “socioeconomic, cisgender, heterosexual, able-bodied, neurotypical and educational privileges,” [p.9] born and raised in a country that was stolen by genocide and built by a race of people we kidnapped, dehumanized, tortured, raped, abused, murdered and used as an absolutely expendable commodity. And -societally- still do to this very day.
I also cannot deny that; although many historical forms of oppression have become illegal, the notion of white superiority still informs the “norms, rules and laws” in our American society.
“The subtle and overt discrimination, marginalization, abuse and killing of BIPOC in white-dominated communities continues even today because white supremacy continues to be the dominant paradigm under which white societies operate.” [p. 14]
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Taking from the suggestions the author Layla F. Saad offers, I choose my committment to be anchored in:
– a commitment to anti-oppression
– a commitment to the dignity of BIPOC, and
– a commitment to being a better friend to BIPOC
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Hopefully my commitments are strong enough to keep me moving through the work.
Wanna come?
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Sunday, March 14th 2021 ~ aka: 3.14 ~ aka: “Pi”
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Legacy heirloom ancestral heritage generational resurrection pie!
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When I get back from my gig the hubsand and ankle biters are all in the kitchen, baking. Chef Daddy is overseeing ClaraJane making pound cake, and Gavin making pie, in honor of PI DAY; 3.14. (o:
In fact, he pulled out this heirloom from Paul’s birth mom’s box of recipes:
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Gavin’s process began by finding, “deciphering” and “translating” this recipe.
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He really toiled over this pie.
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It was worth the wait!
A little risky if you wait to long though…
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Loved it, Boy. Delicious. Congrats on doing all the work and seeing it through. And thanks for feeding us delicious, delicious, homemade PI!
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Friday, March 12th 2021
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2021-03-12 Walden Ice Tonic [0:52]:
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As before, we are thoroughly impressed.
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#WaldenPond
#HenryDavidThoreau
Friday, March 12th 2021
It is not without significance that dear husband also got vaccinated the previous day… against Covid-19 courtesy of the Cambridge School Department. Hooray!
So my man and all the feline boys are pretty zonked out today, sleeping away, rumbling a little, and recovering.
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#thankful
Thursday, March 11th 2021
AT RISE: Boy is showing Mom his hand drawn Dungeons & Dragons map at the dinner table. CJ is sitting next to her.
MOMB: Man! How do you have time to draw all that when you’re always [impersonates zombie operating a computer] derrr...
BOY: [Slams notebook closed.] Man I wish you were ticklish .
CJ: Me too!
MOMB: I know. But instead you guys got the most boring mom in the world.
BOY: [Puts mom in headlock] I guess I’ll have to suffocate you instead.
MOMB: OK just go ahead and choke me out then.
CJ: [Starts teeny-tiny little annoying pinching mom.]
MOMB: OW! [Incredulous.]. You’re PINCHING me!?!
BOY: Oh, pinching! Good idea CJ. [Begins pinching mom.]
MOMB: [Fighting off children.]
BOY: OW! I pinched myself!
ALL: [Pause. Burst out laughing.]
SCENE:
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Thursday, March 11th 2021
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On this much-anticipated day, we load three cats into a bag and haul them off to the Cambridge Cat Clinic. Because Covid precautions prevent my daughter from accompanying me and the cats beyond the front door of the vet’s office -and she is their other mother- I made her this video instead:
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2021-03-11 Vetting Cats in Triplicate [0:43]:
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One of the more surprising discoveries is that, in spite of our vigilance over Peter Parker, he’s still chonky. In fact, right after I tell the vet how we’ve been more careful with feeding lately… she tells me he’s actually *gained* a couple ounces since his Urgent Fat Care appointment in January. Apparently us shouting, “Parkour! Parkour!” as he clumsily stumbles across our laps is not exactly an effective weight loss regimen.
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Another surprise was that FlashCat, who is bigger and traditionally fatter, is *not* overweight, he’s just big boned and has extra flaps of fur.
Let’s play; FLAB OR FLAP!
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Meanwhile Darth Snowflake weighs in at 8.8 lbs.; perfect for his petite little frame.
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March 2021
Here is my brother as a young homeless hippy living on a beach in Hawaii. One of my favorite photos of any person of all time.
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Now it’s a few lifetimes later and it just makes sense to me he’s with this magical goddess of a human being. Like for example she actually swims in the San Franscisco Bay any time of year.
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She gets him out on bikes and hikes and beach-going explorations around the Bay Area on the regular. Here they are the other day “recharging” in another place I don’t know called “Seabright Beach” in Santa Cruz:
Not quite as young a hippy anymore, but still a Beach Bro.
And as self-appointed Little Sister #1, I am so very happy for him.
I also hope that little dog gives him a bit o’ hell.
In my stead. (o:
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March 9th 2021
Most of my life I’ve functioned as the most extroverted of extroverts. (Even though I also need alone time to recharge.) Since quarantine began, whatever social muscle that is has atrophied and I don’t find myself wanting to see ANYONE. Perhaps ever again. I don’t even miss doing gigs in person; the very thing my life revolved around for the past 23 years.
I don’t necessarily understand it, but I am Kim Holderness on this one:
How I Really Feel About “Going Back to Normal” [3:19]:
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Sunday, March 7th 2021
Unable to tolerate another day around the house, I insist we go out into nature *somewhere.*
Being big dumb novices with no planning, I choose an easy target; walk around Walden Pond.
Daddy contracts a sudden bout of “Middle Aged Man with Back,” and we sympathetically leave our fallen soldier behind.
Once there, we find the trail too icy for our circumnambulation.
But the pond itself icy enough for untold discoveries!
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The fresh air, sunshine and beauty refreshes my soul.
One the drive home, Boy describes feeling a mix of “happy” and “content.”
Girl concurs.
Daddy is inducted into the Thoreau Sauntering Society.
And I agree with Henry David:
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We need the tonic of wildness.
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