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Senate Democrats Investigate a New Allegation of Sexual Misconduct, from the Supreme Court Nominee Brett Kavanaugh’s College Years
A Yale classmate of Kavanaugh’s describes a dormitory party gone awry and a drunken incident that she wants the F.B.I. to investigate.
This could be any one of us. I know for a fact, without a shadow of a doubt that every girl friend I have (and some guys I know) has been subject to sexual assault or harassment. I remember hearing about that time when he invited her over to smoke (she had never gotten high before, this happened in the early years of high school) and when she was feeling high, he proceeded to try to have sex with her without discussing it beforehand. I remember hearing about that time she was publicly humiliated during the school day when a guy she didn’t know came up from behind, grabbed her by the waist and thrust himself into her while his friends and everyone who saw laughed (I also remember her telling me how uneasy it made her to watch this same guy prance across the stage at graduation, arousing a crowd to thunderous applause because he was That Class Clown, That Popular Goofball Douchebag). I remember – being asked the most helpful questions ever such as “why didn’t you do anything” & “why didn’t you say stop” ; getting blamed for being at the wrong place at the wrong time, looking the wrong way, failing to the say the “right thing” ; “misunderstanding one’s intentions” ; “liar” ; “too sensitive” ; “feminazi” ; becoming acquainted with what it means to be confused, insecure, numb, disappointed, furious.
"I love people who make me laugh. I honestly think it’s the thing I like most, to laugh. It cures a multitude of ills. It’s probably the most important thing in a person."- Audrey Hepburn (via purplebuddhaquotes)
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"Become an alchemist. Transmute base metal into gold, suffering into consciousness, disaster into enlightenment."- Eckhart Tolle (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
"Tonight go to sleep as though your whole past has been dropped. Die to the past. And in the morning wake up as a new man in a new morning."- Osho (via purplebuddhaquotes)
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"I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do … Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you."- Frida Kahlo (via purplebuddhaquotes)
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In the moonlight, he filled the buckets with a hose. I watched him from where I stood on the porch. The silver light was on his bare shoulders as he worked. His body looked like a painting. It was called “Boy Fills Water Buckets By Moonlight.” I painted it using just my eyes.
She’d bought him two plastic gallon buckets from LOWES. The shelves in most grocery stores around town were emptied out in anticipation of the “storm of the century.” What a fucking joke.
I’m in a certain kind of mood alright.
My brother and I are starting a book club! I am so excited. So far I’ve read Amy Hempel’s Reasons to Live and Woman at Point Zero by Nawal El Saadawi and I’ve been tasting Rupi Kaur’s poetry. Every book I finish motivates me to read another. Depending on how busy I get over the next few weeks as I begin to really get into my coursework, I’m considering writing personal reviews of the books that capture my interest in order to log my expanding repertoire. The first book I definitely will be reviewing is Woman At Point Zero, because although it’s a slim book – only 114 pages – it’s an incredibly powerful piece. All I was say on it now, since I have other things I need to tend to is READ THAT THANG.