Comic by Jenny Yu, about growing in and out of things.
THIS IS MY FAVORITE EPISODE OF ANYTHING EVER
River Phoenix buys an orange from a street vendor on 58th Street.
The problem is that people are entering into academia for the wrong reasons. What began as a world dedicated to advancing human knowledge has warped into a snobbish center of individualistic pursuits.
Roberto A. Ferdman
The comical thing about this is they act like this is not a feedback loop. These programs often do not accept students who are interested in advancing human knowledge or have a commitment to justice because those students are viewed as “troublemakers” to the academe; ones who will sidestep hegemonic knowledges and epistemological processes, ones who don’t juxtapose “logic” and “emotion” as divergent enemies in an academic, ones who don’t think they have to be “objective” and divorced from the communities and subjects they study because they value lived experiences as a source of knowledge, ones who recognize holistic knowledge and don’t automatically read the acquisition knowledge as solely the activity of those White and/or male.
But nah, blame the greedy students that they do accept into these programs…you know, just like how Baby Boomers and Gen X think that Millennials are aribirtrarily self-centered and greedy when in fact most are just poor, hurt and confused in this current economy, for which they did not create.
Oh and…some of these students are from generations of poverty. Maybe thinking about a fucking salary to escape that isn’t all bad.
You should date a boy with money. Date a boy who doesn’t have a shrimp dick. Date a boy who spends his money on diamond jewelry instead of video games. Ask for a tiara on your second date. Date a boy with a car. Date a boy who had a personal butler when he was born. Date a boy with shitty grades and good looks. Date a boy you can easily manipulate. Date a boy who shops in Paris and dines in Hong Kong. Spend every weekend in a new city. Date a boy with a gold jacuzzi in his villa. Date a boy who has excellent health insurance. Date a boy who can cater to your every whim. Date a boy with money.
Mahatma Gandhi (via spookyasianmom)
If you sit in Hyde Park just far enough away from the traffic so that you don’t perceive any of its specific details, you hear just the average of the whole thing. And it’s such a beautiful sound.
Artforum, 1986 (via magnificentruin)