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October 3rd, 2012

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Passive Resistance Training, SNCC, Atlanta, GA, 1960, by James Karales, courtesy Duke University Library


people had to be trained to deal wit the evil of white people

Let this sink in ppl. We don’t dislike y’all for no reason. This wasn’t 500 years ago. This happened in my grandmothers AND mothers lifetime.

I hope this makes it clear to folks that non-violence as expressed during the Civil Rights Movement was not simply a moral or political choice. It was a tactical application as well.

Do y’all think SNCC, SCLC, CORE, MLK, Jr. or anyone else wanted to witness their people being beaten, that they wanted to stay their fists and guns when their CHILDREN were being murdered? If you do, I suggest you go back to history class, because MLK, Medgar Evers, Bayard Rustin, almost any person you can think of who advocated non-violence had armed guards and personnel in place for their and their people’s safety.

Non-violence as a resistance strategy was an attempt at provocation. Recognize that. Recognize that’s why these folks are training. Because they’re performing provocation through passive resistance. By not striking back they were illustrating the madness and vitriol of white supremacy. They were exposing in the most dramatic manner possible the denial of their humanity.

Understand: This was not turn the other cheek, this was looking into the eyes of the Devil and not backing down.

this is a damn good point to counter all the nonviolence moralistic liberal bullshit going on continuously in activist spaces.

Can we also take a moment to talk about how important it was that the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee had the foresight to bring in a professional photographer to create a document of this sort of training. That the conversation taking place in this tumblr thread is only occurring today because of a photographic record created years ago is a testimony to the importance of the photographer to radical discourses.

^archives are so crucial.

October 3rd, 2012


October 3rd, 2012

The Outhouse flyers

The Outhouse flyers:


The Outhouse was a venue in the 80’s and 90’s in the middle of a corn field in Lawrence, Kansas. The website has TONS of flyers and a trailer for the documentary they’re making on it.

thanks for the link, tons of great flyers up there!

October 3rd, 2012


October 3rd, 2012

Helen forever.

Helen forever.

October 3rd, 2012

"Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its…"

“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.”

- Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices, 1996. I saw part of this quotation and thought “that’s fantastic”; some judicious googling turned up both the source (hat tip to here) and more of the original thought.  (via imathers)
October 3rd, 2012

deadhorsebrooklyn: This is Halloween. Halloween!


This is Halloween. Halloween!

October 3rd, 2012

cocothinkshefancy: actually, I dont hold grudges, I’m a just vengeful bitch.


actually, I dont hold grudges, I’m a just vengeful bitch.

October 3rd, 2012

zuky: This innocent-looking house is believed to be the only…


This innocent-looking house is believed to be the only Chinese home to survive the Rock Springs Massacre in 1885. At that time, more than 300 Chinese miners were living in 80 houses in Rock Springs, Wyoming, when a white mob went on a rampage, murdering and mutilating an unknown number of Chinese people (at least dozens, probably hundreds), torching 79 homes, throwing corpses into the fires and burning some people who could not escape alive.

This photo comes from a new online project called No Place For Your Kind (via Angry Asian Man), which aims to photograph and document contemporary locations where anti-Chinese violence took place in the late 19th and early 20th centuries as part of a campaign of ethnic cleansing against the Chinese in America. According to the site:

From 1870 to 1910 a violent anti-Chinese movement in this country instigated forced removals of entire Chinese communities, major riots against Chinese residents and even horrific massacres of Chinese immigrants. Some of these actions, such the riot in Rock Springs, Wyoming, were among the most violent events in American history, yet few people are aware of this part of our American culture.

Photographer Tim Greyhavens has spent more than five years researching and documenting the exact locations of many of these events, tracing the history of the past to the landscapes of today. Unlike many historical sites, there has been little recognition of the specific places where these events took place. For most sites there are no plaques or markers, no guidebook references – nothing at all to indicate what happened. Greyhavens has recorded these seemingly commonplace scenes and combined them with written descriptions of what took place there. The photographs and the text together are integral parts of the documentation for this project.

October 3rd, 2012

"girls who’d been hospitalized for mental illness, assistant professors who would not be receiving…"

“girls who’d been hospitalized for mental illness, assistant professors who would not be receiving their tenure, lap dancers, cutters, and whores”


Chris Kraus | Summer of Hate (via elanormcinerney)

This is the bare minimum for a decent dinner party and encompasses most of my friends.