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Today, The Evening Bulletin, an evening newspaper in Philadelphia which apparently stopped publishing about 22 years ago, resumed publication. My coworker showed me his copy a few hours ago, and I immediately got excited. I ran out on my first break and bought three copies. Twenty-five cents each. "Vol. I No. 1"
I'd never heard of the paper before in its previous incarnation, but I love this stuff. I'm not a history buff in the conventional sense, but I like things like pictures of cities in the 1920s, unused trolley tracks, and evening papers.
And what a paper this is. 28 pages, broadsheet-style, one section. Very high quality newsprint. A wonderful font, whichI'm in the process of identifying the editor-in-chief just e-mailed me back and told me is MVB Verdigris. (Isn't it beautiful?) Very little color, not even on the weather map. The above-the-fold story entitled "Septic Steam Stinks Up Center City Sidewalks" refers to the smell variously throughout the article as "blinding stench", "septic stink", "funky fumes", "putridity", "nasal nuisance", "malodor", and "mephitic vapors".
I love it. I love that I'm reading an evening paper. In fact, I'm also considering taking up pipe smoking, and will from now on always wear a hat outdoors and slippers in my own home.
I'd never heard of the paper before in its previous incarnation, but I love this stuff. I'm not a history buff in the conventional sense, but I like things like pictures of cities in the 1920s, unused trolley tracks, and evening papers.
And what a paper this is. 28 pages, broadsheet-style, one section. Very high quality newsprint. A wonderful font, which
I love it. I love that I'm reading an evening paper. In fact, I'm also considering taking up pipe smoking, and will from now on always wear a hat outdoors and slippers in my own home.
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[one more time, with feeling]
if all you want to do with your non-trans male privilege is decide that your lj is [albeit temporarily] a "gender-(discussion-)free zone," that's fucked up and i'm really mad at you. i'm not saying you're a bad person for being male, or non-trans, or anything like that - rather, that you have a bunch of privilege and you should a) acknowledge it and b) make it a point to learn more about the experiences of people unlike you.
if you had friends who were people of color [i don't know, maybe you do] and they were talking about racism and race issues in your comments, would you decide eventually that "enough is enough"?
that is buh-buh-busted.
[again, i don't like you less but i'm really mad at you right now. cumulatively, maybe. dunno. you can delete this post if you want, i really just want you to see it and get where i'm coming from and why this upsets me so.]
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Yes. This is my journal, and I can control what gets discussed here if I want. I choose to allow almost anything, but not absolutely everything. For example, I choose not to allow anonymous comments which are not signed. I'm also choosing not to allow gender discussions for the next little while. (Though if one appeared, I probably wouldn't delete it. I just wouldn't like it.) I'm frankly just tired of them; I've been having them all the time, online and offline, for the past month or so. If you need to see me as an evil manifestation of male privilege to make sense of that, then so be it.
I do make a point to learn more about the experiences of people unlike me. This is very important to me, I've done it on here a lot, and I hope you agree I've been very fair and open-minded in how I've approached it. I just can't do it all the time. Sometimes I just need to write and not think about issues, or not think about certain issues in particular. Again, I'm sorry if that bothers you, and if you need to be mad at me because of this, then so be it. I wish you wouldn't remove me from your Friends page, but do what you need to do.