Faced with lawsuits for complying with North Carolina’s anti-LGBT law, the University of North Carolina system indicated on Friday it won’t enforce House Bill 2. University of North Carolina President Margaret Spellings said the school won’t enforce the anti-LGBT law, which prohibits transgender people from using the public restroom in schools and government buildings consistent […]
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What is M83’s Anthony Gonzalez looking at? A live stream of Sasquatch? Andrew Arthur/courtesy Mute Records
What’s that you say? You’d like to go to Sasquatch this weekend but you A) can’t afford it, B) didn’t get tickets, C) don’t have time, D) hate everything? Well you’re all in luck, because Yahoo (you’ll remember them from when the internet was young) Music is proposing to LIVE STREAM at least SOME of the bands playing all weekend long, beginning tonight! Some of the bands that have reportedly agreed to be streamed include: M83, Alabama Shakes, A$AP Rocky, Sufjan Stevens, Lord Huron, Allen Stone, Leon Bridges, Yeasayer, Big Grams, Nathaniel Rateliff & The Nightsweats, Matt Corby, Tycho, and Ty Segall & The Muggers, but you never know who else could get added. The stream begins at 6pm this eve and 5pm each subsequent evening. Enjoy.
by Jen Graves
The joy of a pool party, trying to download. Klara Glosova’s show at Glass Box is up for one more full day, tomorrow from noon to 5. Courtesy of the artist and Glass Box Gallery
Klara Glosova grew up in Eastern Europe and saw its revolution. She didn’t see the 1980 American comedy film Caddyshack.
She only saw it a couple of years ago, in fact, and afterward, there was a scene she couldn’t get out of her head. Why was this ridiculous movie on her mind?
It’s the scene of the pool party, when everyone is cavorting and splashing in a smiley soup of happy—they’re so joyously in sync that the whole party breaks into a spontaneous synchronized swimming routine—until somebody drops a Baby Ruth into the water and people begin to scream “Doodie!” and scramble out of the water to the theme song from Jaws.
In the span of a second—watch it, you’ll see—the scene changes so that the pool is not only empty of people but drained of its water, and Bill Murray is standing there in a white hazmat suit cleaning up.
Glosova was struck by the sudden need to isolate and protect oneself against everyone else, by the sudden outbreak of disaster. She was also struck by the pure happiness of the pool party that preceded it.
For some reason, she didn’t know why, she played the movie over again and shot photographs of it—stills—while it ran. Not long after that, she began to see hazmat-suit news photographs as word of the ebola outbreak spread, real disaster photographs that could have been mistaken for the stills she made of the comedy.
She was struck at the power of images to tell stories, and their power to get stories wrong.
Without a compass, she created artwork after artwork in her studio and eventually her response became this month’s solo exhibition at Glass Box Gallery, Caddy Shack.
The show is a departure for Glosova, who has typically worked in ceramics, paintings, and occasionally text.
Stick with the routine and everything will get better. Courtesy of the artist and Glass Box Gallery
Here she adds photography, prints, video, performance, installation, and drawing, and the result is a satisfyingly untidy treatment of a difficult set of themes including the artist’s role in a world of real disasters, a housewife’s role in caring for her own body, and the way that shit can look like candy, and comedy can look like tragedy, and vice versa.
Daily Dozen is a video in which Glosova performs movements from Murray’s pool cleanup routine, wearing a hooded protective suit and to the voiceover of an exercise guru who promises that everything in life will improve if the woman will just stick to the routine.
She looks scary but ridiculous, bringing to mind Abu Ghraib, Red Riding Hood, and Jane Fonda. Two photographic prints on silk on the wall next to the video isolate the charged setting she created, and add to the feeling that something disturbing is being documented.
Those pieces are in the dark space of the gallery’s black box room. The next room, somewhat lighter, contains a series of collaged images on fabric, and a big text drawing.
In cursive letters, Glosova drew out in pen some of her own personal writing intertwined with painstaking instructions for how to put on a safety apron found in a Guardian interview with an Australian Red Cross nurse working to help ebola sufferers in Sierra Leone.
The way Glosova curved and triple-outlined the letters, it hurts a little to read the whole thing. The writing’s meaning is coded by its appearance.
Just one segment of the large text drawing in pen on the wall. Courtesy of the artist and Glass Box Gallery
Part of it is about Glosova’s late grandmother. Part is about the way bright colors surprised and thrilled her when she moved to the United States after growing up in the (literally) grayer world behind the Iron Curtain. This is an interesting clue about the difference between what color means to her, and what it might mean to her American audiences.
The biggest piece is a large grid of collaged photographs printed on fabric. Some have bars printed on them as if they’re still loading or part of a video game.
The images are of three types and sometimes superimposed: the artist in the isolation of her studio, disaster relief workers in hazmat suits, and stills from Caddyshack. They form an anxious quilt that’s familiar in its vagueness combined with oversaturation. We see many dramatic-looking activities going on, but we don’t know why, where, who, when.
On a facing wall, pieces of fabric are folded like kitchen towels and strung over a line of red yarn. Each is printed with a brightly colored cutout photograph of the artist performing her own moves in a pool on a sunny day. The photograph is worked over in paint. The water is heavy sludge and the artist can’t move right.The piece is called Cutouts (I’m just f*ing trying to make a sunny pool) #1.
And then she does f*ing make a sunny pool.
The cast concrete on the floor is a part of the painting installation. Every pool has its bottom. Courtesy of the artist and Glass Box Gallery
The naturally lit outermost room of the gallery—so, what you see from the street—is full of her large, exuberant watercolor paintings on the walls.
The bubble-gum colors are markers for joyfulness, but even these moments contain effort and distance. They’re marked by words or screen-loading bars that break down a full sense of being able to project yourself into their fantasy.
They’re maybe something more like the inner life of a pool party, or an attempt to find out what’s going on internally when we experience those fleeting moments of uncontrolled communal happiness. It’s hard to access that feeling except afterward or something hoped-for. It becomes signaled to in stock pictures and colors, and words like “pool party,” which when shouted can bring certain crowds immediately to glee.
Small rectangles of concrete sit on the floor under the paintings. In a phone conversation, Glosova told me she felt she had to put those there. They are, she said, the bottom of the pool.
Part of what’s beginning to emerge for me is how Glosova’s Eastern European sensibility informs her work, which appears at first cheerful and yet has a concrete bottom, is personal and yet never far from wondering about the artist’s place in the larger context of world events. Her work gets more interesting, and powerful, with time.
Humor is never absent. There is a 1980s-era phone in the gallery, she told me. (I missed it completely when I was there.) Its presence was inspired by a story that Bill Murray at one point decided to fire his agent and get a 1-800 number, so that anyone who wanted to reach him had to go through that single line. It was his version of a protective suit in a world that was overwhelming him with noise.
Lift the receiver in the gallery and you will hear Glosova speak for 18 minutes about the work. She’s addressing Murray in the talk, inviting him to her version of a pool party.
by Ansel Herz
This e-mail thing is not going away, as much as you might wish it. Joseph Sohm / Shutterstock.com
It’s not that I don’t trust her good intentions. Intentions don’t matter much. I don’t trust that she makes the right decisions. It’s hard to keep track of the contortions and contradictions and still-open questions here:
State Dept. report slams Hillary Clinton’s email use; @jaketapper @evanperez break it down: https://t.co/i93tEROkDa https://t.co/om5yfndm31— The Lead CNN (@TheLeadCNN) May 25, 2016Far and away the most devastating 10 minutes on @HillaryClinton you will EVER see. From lifelong Democrats. It’s badhttps://t.co/JWrAa3HKVN— Shaun King (@ShaunKing) May 27, 2016Yes, it matters. It really matters. Even if you’re die-hard Clinton supporter, you should be concerned, as Peter Beinart explains:
When she led the health task force in the 1990s, Hillary’s insularity kept her from recognizing that, because Congress would not support universal coverage, the White House needed to embrace more modest reforms. In the State Department, it kept her from recognizing the dangers of using her own email server. Let’s hope she learns from these mistakes. Because if she creates a bubble around herself yet again, she’ll imperil her chances of winning the White House, or of being a successful president once she gets there.You can go down the line and look at where this combination of elitism and arrogance and close-mindedness has led Clinton to make the wrong choices—bad decisions that impacted millions of lives: Iraq. Libya, which her team expected to become a “centerpiece of her record as secretary of state,” according to NYT reporter Scott Shane. They also thought they could tout her record of accomplishment in Haiti, where she personally intervened after the 2010 earthquake. Nope. Honduras. Not to mention the Goldman Sachs transcripts, which she could have released ages ago and put behind her. None of this bodes well.
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by Matt Baume
Obviously, Elizabeth Warren would be an amazing president. But does that mean she should run?
I’m not talking about this year. It’s not going to happen, no matter how desperately we might fantasize. But wouldn’t it be a pleasure to vote for her in 2016 or 2020? (Provided the country still exists at that point.) She’s progressive like Bernie, and an outsider; and like Hillary, she’s accomplished and pragmatic and well-connected, not to mention blazingly smart. She’s just utterly fantastic—so fantastic, in fact, that maybe America shouldn’t waste her talents on the Presidency.
Right now, Warren’s doing the Lord’s work of irritating Donald Trump. He’s clearly annoyed by her, assigning her various nicknames (“Goofy” and “Pocahontas” and “the Indian”) and firing repeated volleys of mean tweets at her. This may not have much of an impact on voters or the election, but it sure is a pleasure to see him when he’s angry.
Warren’s rhetoric on Trump is pure art. Here’s what she said in a recent speech about how he took advantage of the housing crash:
“What kind of a man roots for people to get thrown out of their house? What kind of a man roots for people to get thrown out of their jobs? … I’ll tell you exactly what kind of a man does that: It is a man who cares about no one but himself. A small, insecure money-grubber who doesn’t care who gets hurt so long as he makes a profit off it. What kind of man does that? A man who will never be president of the United States.”
Marvelous. It’s clear why Harry Reid appointed her to speak on behalf of progressive Democrats: “She’s an effective messenger because, No. 1, she doesn’t talk very much,” he said. “When people talk too much, their message is lost. She doesn’t talk very much. But when she talks, people listen.”
This year, Democrats are hoping (probably with no small amount of desperation) that she can reunite the party after the bitterness of the Bernie v. Hillary Wars. Going after Trump is one good way to do that. Personally, I’m holding out hope that after Debbie Wasserman Schultz steps down as DNC chair (or gets fired, whichever comes first), Warren might take her place.
But Harry Reid’s may be right: Warren’s words have an outsize impact because they’re not coming at us all the time. Her rhetorical power could be spoiled by overexposure if she was to run for national office, whether as president in 2020 or as Hillary’s VP. (Also, resigning her Senate seat would mean that Republican Governor Charlie Baker, a Republican, would get to name her replacement.)
So maybe her current role is the best fit. Right now, Warren gets to give exciting speeches, tweet with aplomb, and raise tons of cash for other Democrats. She can be a little hyperbolic. She gets to pop up when she has something really good to say, and then disappear like Beyonce to work on her next surprise album. And in her spare time, she also serves as a member of Congress.
In other words, if we were playing Dungeons and Dragons, Elizabeth Warren would be a fine Dungeon Master. But she’s probably a lot more fun as a Ranger.
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by Dan Savage
Originally posted on October 8, 2014.
I’m 25, I’m virgin, and I find it quite difficult to relate with girls. My main problem is I can’t accept my sexuality. I’m into fetish SM. But it seems like there are two parts of me. The first part of me wants to lick women’s feet and be humiliated. The second part of me can’t accept the first part and only wants to love and be loved by a girl. I would say there was nothing wrong if I could just lick feet to get the relationship a bit more “spicy,” but the problem is that I think I can’t excite myself the “traditional way.” I had a few girlfriends in the past, and when it was the time to penetrate, I got instantly limp. I’m going to a therapist now. In my past, there were issues with parents divorced in a horrible way and a violent father. My therapist said there is an Oedipus complex and I could be freed if we work on this. So this is why I hope going away from home will make things get better. I want to have sons with my future loved woman and, finally, to have sex. Fetishists are considered perverted and are mocked in the country where I live, so it’s really difficult to find girls interested in this stuff to try to explore.
Fetishist Exposes Erotic Troubles
My response after the jump…
You can accept your sexuality, FEET, but for a host of reasons—shame and fear being the likeliest culprits—you refuse to. And where has your refusal gotten you? You haven’t freed yourself from your harmless and common kinks. By choosing to view your desire for kink and your desire for love as mutually exclusive—someone can love you or they can humiliate you, but they can’t love and humiliate you—you have succeeded in creating a crippling case of performance anxiety.
And now you’re working with a Freudian therapist—they still make those?—who believes kinks can be cured with couch time and moving vans. Your therapist is wrong. Jesse Bering is a research psychologist, a science writer, the author of Perv: The Sexual Deviant in All of Us, and one of my go-to guest experts. Here’s what he told the dad of a teenager with a far rarer kink than yours: “If it’s true that Pokémon lights this boy’s fire… there’s not much [this dad] can do about his son’s ‘pathetic’ orientation. By age 17, his son’s singular erotic profile is pretty much fixed, like it or not… Nobody knows why some people are more prone to developing unusual patterns of attraction than others. But whether it’s a penchant for Pokémon, feet, underwear, or spiders, the best available evidence suggests that some people—mostly males—have a genetic predisposition for being ‘sexually imprinted’ during development.”
So, FEET, at some point during your sexual development, you imprinted on feet and erotic humiliation. You can pathologize your kinks by viewing them as rooted in the violence you were exposed to as a child, or you can take comfort in the fact that there’s no proven link between abuse and kinks. The violence you witnessed/suffered at home as a child may be an unpleasant coincidence, not a root cause, and either way, it shouldn’t prevent you from reconciling the two parts of your adult self—the guy who wants a woman to love him and the guy who wants a woman to order him to lick her feet.
And here’s how you’re going to do that: You’re going to get online and find the kink personal ads in your country, and you’re going to post ads and respond to ads. I know kink personals exist where you live, FEET, because I managed to find some in two minutes. If the fetish scene in your country isn’t big enough, or if you’re worried about exposure and mockery, get your ass to London or Berlin and explore the booming hetero fetish scenes in those cities. Want to gain some experience and some confidence? Find a nice pro-Domme where you live (lots of those) and become a regular. A business relationship with a pro-Domme is unlikely to blossom into love, FEET, but a few sessions with a pro-Domme you like—and who likes you back—will help you see that affection and SM can go together.
Finally, FEET, I don’t know what your financial/work situation looks like, but spending a few months in a city with a large kink community—a summer in New York or Berlin or Seattle—could be a transformative experience. Throw yourself into the kink scene, go to the munches and parties, and you’ll meet kinksters who are open, unashamed, and capable of loving their partners even as they humiliate or are humiliated by them, aka “role models.”
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