Listen to: Sweater Weather, Alleyways, W.D.Y.W.F.M.?
Listen to: The Mother We Share, By the Throat, Recover
Listen to: Caterpillar, Speed of Dark, Home
Listen to: Dance Apocalyptic, Givin Em What They Love, We Were Rock & Roll
Listen to: Evil Eye, Brief Encounters, Love Illumination
Listen to: The entire album, but especially Heavy Hands, Blank Maps, Holland
Listen to: The entire album, but especially: Exodus, Double Bubble Trouble, Bad Girls, Y.A.L.A, Only 1 U and MATANGI.
Listen to: Every fucking song on this album. But go on and pay close attention to: Do I Wanna Know?, One for the Road, Fireside, Knee Socks, I Wanna Be Yours
(All titles lead to Spotify links, go listen!)
My boyfriend said I was a sociopath. Would a sociopath try to make someone cry just to see if they could? I think not.
What is the point of waterproof mascara if it is not impermeable to my random crying jags? I’m writing a letter.
If you think I won’t throw myself on this floor kicking and screeching, think again.
A bit of controversy has sprung up today involving American Salsa singer Marc Anthony. Anthony sung “God Bless America” at yesterday’s MLB All-Star game in Queens, NYC and being that he is a proud New Yorker, born and raised, it seemed like a great choice, right?
Not to some.
As Anthony performed, racism began to rear its ugly head on the internet. Twitter users showed themselves in appalling, disgusting tweets (a glimpse of the ugliness can be viewed here). Anthony, a Puerto Rican, was called everything from “Mexican” to “immigrant” to the ugly word of “spic,” with many saying he was unworthy of singing such an American song at an American sporting event. In response to the criticism, Anthony said “To set the record straight, I was born and raised in New York, you can’t get more New York than me. I’m more Puerto Rican than ever and I’m more New York than ever.”
The fact that this mess comes right after the shocking and appalling “not guilty” verdict of the George Zimmerman murder trial, in which Zimmerman shot and killed Trayvon Martin, an unarmed black teenager (a topic I still cannot discuss without getting angry), is depressing and alarming. And so soon after Sebastien De La Cruz, a Mexican-American 11-year old, was met with racism by adults after singing the National Anthem. America likes to pride itself on being the land of the free, home of the brave, a sort of holy grail for those looking for a better life. America is supposed to be welcoming of all.
However, these recent events have instead shown a disturbing amount of proud racism. People who have no problems or hesitation in calling people the n-word or “spic,” and in fact get angry when another tries to tell them how disgusting those words are. People who tell anyone not white to “go back to [their] country,” regardless of the fact that America was founded by immigrants who forced out the Native Americans. People who see absolutely nothing wrong with the hatred they spew, that they actually have a right to it.
Not all Americans are like this. Not at all. There are many wonderful people in this country who are not racist and treat everyone as their equal, as they should. However, the growing number of people who think it is perfectly okay to throw a racial slur or to shoot an unarmed person of color for no reason is alarming and something that scares me to death. How far will it go?
A part of me doesn’t want to find out.
So I leave you with Marc Anthony’s cover of the Rafael Hernandez song Preciosa, an ode to Puerto Rico. His love and pride in his culture is pure and no one can take that away from him:
My father wasn’t the most perfect father but he did the best that he could manage. I miss him every day and more on day’s like his birthday and father’s day. Three years have passed but I still feel the sharp ache whenever I see people with their fathers or hear stories in which their fathers have a starring role. The grief and loss just dulls but it never goes away.
My father is gone but he still sits in my soul, running through my DNA.
If your father is still with us, show him love and appreciation this father’s day.