Well-blogged, Michelle. Well-blogged.
I disagree that the divide doesn’t exist in reality. There’s a very real divide between those who can buy Supreme Court justices, candidates, and elections, and the rest of us who are at their whims in a fake democracy.
holy fucking christ, this is the question of my LIFE.
Skittles and Ice Tea “No Justice No Peace” Non-Bake Sale
Thursday, March 29, 2012
10am – 4:30pm
How: Wear a “hoodie” all day Thursday in solidarity for Trayvon and purchase a bag of Skittle and some Ice Tea on Thursday from 10am – 4:30pm in the Alliant Lobby.
What: Proceeds from the non-bake sale will be donated directly to Trayvon’s family to support their on-going battle to ensure justice is served, or to a social justice organization assisting the family in their efforts.
I’ll be in Los Angeles tomorrow and throughout the rest of the week; I miss you LA but not really…
This whole article is great.
Amazing! I was just explaining to someone about Los Feliz, Silver Lake, and Echo Park!
Friday Night Dinner
Logline: An adaptation of the British series that revolves around the Goodmans, a traditional Jewish family as they observe Shabbat dinners in which twentysomething brothers Adam and Jonny visit their parents.
Cast: Tony Shalhoub, Allison Janney, Kevin Bigley, Gil Ozeri, Aya Cash, Gary Anthony Williams
I’m not biased. Really, I’m not. Well, okay, I probably am, but just hang on for a minute.
Remember Doctor Who, that crazy, black-and-white science-fiction epic we watched without understanding it at all when we were kids?
Where anyone could be a companion? You could be a man or a woman or a girl or a boy; you could be human or alien or Timelord; you could be from the past or the present or the future; you could be an orphan or a soldier or a metal dog or a shape-shifting android, for all the Doctor cared. That was the whole point. You never knew. It could be anyone.
It could be you.
Nowadays, it could still be you. As long as you tick off at least three of the boxes in the “young, white, conventionally-pretty female from modern England” category.
Hey, Doctor. Remember these two?
Those guys were the most badass not-companions you’ve had since the reboot. That’s right, a middle-aged dude from the nineteenth century and his ass-kicking, awesome-being non-white friend. Awesome.
All I’m saying here is, let’s have some representation. Hell, let’s have some imagination. Where are my Asian companions? My alien companions? My companions with disabilities?
We are so ready to step outside the box, Doctor Who. Why don’t you join us?
After all, that’s what you’re all about.
On the one hand, as I’m watching classic Who on Netflix, yes, bring in the men and the aliens and the animals and the Asians!
But also, I mean … Martha wasn’t THAT long ago? And Donna was nearing middle age? And Rory’s a guy? Yes, he’s white, and Donna was white, and all three are attractive, yes, of course let’s shake up the companions, but also, you know - refine your argument?
I’m sorry that you’re so oppressed
Does your father beat you?
Are you going to be forced to have an arranged marriage?