All, I am following up with regards to an email I sent on November 10, 2017 that dealt with Students for America First. I am concerned with the lack of action in addressing racism, anti-Semitism, and harassment by this student group. I am worried that administration is unintentionally facilitating their ability to harass students. My […]Read more "Students for America First"
I can’t claim to be an expert on queer theory, my forays into it are limited to a smattering of Foucault and international relations theorists like Cynthia Weber (mostly just Weber). Thus, I can’t really generalize what queer does mean academically, or what it should mean. And with those caveats in place, I proceed. Often times I see queerness […]Read more "What does queer mean to me?"
Your energy should not be needed to justify your own humanity. School – and any endeavor – takes time and energy. Being placed in an environment where your value is under constant scrutiny is not just dehumanizing, is not just demoralizing, it is limiting. When a student group at the University of Alabama (Students for […]Read more "Your energy is precious: a letter to my colleagues, friends, and students at the University of Alabama"
Recently, I have found myself asking the same question repeatedly: what are we doing? I mean this question in the sense that as a human community (and even an interspecies community) our actions are pulled between contrasting poles of irreconcilable cruelty and kindness. These polar opposites seem to drive our actions and reactions, oftentimes against […]Read more "Heterotopias and changing the University of Alabama"
Bad Sci-Fi By, A Somewhere above Noah a NormCorp AutoDrone buzzed, scanning for anything of value…anything with metal. The streets were deserted at this time of day, as they always were. No one fortunate enough to live in the high rises ever left them. In an hour, the garbage would be evacuated from the buildings […]Read more "Bad Sci-Fi: A terribly depressing short story, but not quite literature."
Panopticon*: a prison with cells that face inward to a guard tower. The guard tower itself is impossible to see into, but from it the activities of every prisoner are visible. The inmates themselves have no way of knowing if they are being watched at any moment, and so they must act at all times […]Read more "Trapped in the Panopticon"
I was thinking that I’ve never actually used my photography to express my emotions, so tonight I changed that. This isn’t anything particularly special, but the words I wrote on myself are ones that have followed me for a long time. They pop out of people’s mouths, even those that think they are being reassuring. […]Read more "Marked"