I was thinking specifically of the Sixties Scoop, which happened in Canada and lasted (despite its name) into the late 1980s. I don't know much about Australian/Aboriginal history, but I'm guessing these "relocations" were happening in parallel.
I was thinking specifically of the Sixties Scoop, which happened in Canada and lasted (despite its name) into the late 1980s. I don't know much about Australian/Aboriginal history, but I'm guessing these "relocations" were happening in parallel.
I was citing the example you gave in your own post.
There's fuckery afoot and undeservedly thoughtful responses to it. It is a thing about feminism on the internet, after all.
I'm sure those women confide in you all the time, what with all of the compassion you've just demonstrated.
I'm sure everyone's motivations are different and I can't speak for them. Personally, I do like to engage with people in discussions, I like to learn things from other commenters, and above all, I don't like for overt bullshit to go unchallenged.
When you actually give thoughtful responses and critically examine and historically/personally situate what you say, it's definitely exhausting.
All of your comments have been on point and much needed. Thank you for doing that exhausting work.
Yes, there's clearly nothing sexist about a magazine geared toward women that prioritizes male sexual pleasure.
"We've already had one female-led comedy! Why do these broads demand so much and give so little?!"
The US and Canada were doing that to Native American people, too. You only want to be 50 years ago anywhere if you're white.
It's here, but it's mostly teenagers loving the TV show "Friends" and body glitter and "grunge" things that are really just black or tie-dyed or have aliens on them. It's really interesting to see the pop culture you were mired in as a teen recycled in the nostalgia cycle into something quasi-different.
What was aimed at teens? Party of Five? My So-Called Life? I was a teenager in the late 90s, not the early/mid, so I actually don't know. My So-Called Life holds up awesomely, though.
That's really sad. I genuinely loved/love Saved By The Bell, pot and caffeine hysterics and all.
I didn't know he was dead. Well, I feel like an asshole.
The real drug commercial at the end featured the president of NBC! Just the hip spokesperson that 90s teens needed!
Man, caffeine is great. I have to drink just enough coffee to counteract my depression, but not consume so much that my anxiety acts up. Balance in all things, or something.
This is probably (definitely) the fault of the creative nonfiction workshops I've attended, but I don't really have an issue with young people releasing memoirs/books of personal essays. A lot of writing is interesting due to how it's written/the story is told, and I don't think age is necessarily a factor in that.
Absolutely, I heard once that the Korda photograph of Che is one of the most widely recognized images in the world, which is pretty crazy to think about. I suppose it hits their demographic perfectly, but capitalizing on its mass production makes a gal wonder.
There are a few Kittie songs that are okay, but they're all from their 2004 album and I don't know if they qualify as nu metal (I suck at identifying the millionty metal subgenres so really wouldn't know if it was something else). I cannot listen to Limp Bizkit or Korn with any sense of nostalgic irony; it's…
I read this in Tommy Wiseau's voice.