@ameliaatls won Halloween two weeks early.
But praising the loyalty and generosity of the Southern Belle is about as cheery as celebrating the camaraderie of the Hitler Youth, the fresh air of the Trail of Tears, or the cardiovascular benefits of the Bataan Death March. You can find something fun in any horror of history! And the Belles of today do exactly that—if you bring up sl*very, they’ll point to all the nice parts about the Old South. The architecture, the parties, the sipping of cool drinks on warm porches. Oh, the fields? Those fields are just for growing delicious strawberries and tomatoes for folks to enjoy. Nothing more.
Every perk and beautiful part of white plantation life was created through black slavery. If Belles were patient and gracious, it’s because forced black labor enabled it. If the Southern life was pretty and sophisticated, it’s because slavery afforded it. Everything pleasant about Belle-hood was a function of human suffering on a vast scale—it’s conceptually impossible to separate the society bankrolled by slavery from the slavery itself."
BAXLEY: I was angry at those type of people - yeah. I think that what they had done besides just to the families and those innocent little children and to the church, they had done harm to the state of Alabama that I loved and done harm to Birmingham and done harm to all good, decent citizens by being allowed to run and mistreat people like they were. So I had no use for them.
if you have ever wanted to hear me talk about “ghost dad” or other stuff, you will have your chance next wednesday at the highland inn ballroom for scene missing’s october show! and last week at write club i tried to get people excited by debuting my newest character, the ghost of the “ghostbusters 3” script! and also the ghost of your old livejournal!
Among them are early short stories; charming juvenilia, including a hand-lettered children’s book about a goose; rarely seen photographs, including a self-portrait in a mirror, with an enigmatic hint of a smile; and a journal begun in December 1943 and titled “Higher Mathematics,” which wryly reveals Ms. O’Connor’s early acknowledgment of her formidable gifts.
“It is a pity I can’t receive my own letters,” she wrote in a journal entry dated Jan. 22, 1944. “If they produce as much wholehearted approval at their destination as they do at their source, they should indeed be able to keep my memory alive and healthy.”
also featured in this video: dynamite poet kevin young, who’s a curator and professor at emory. THIS IS LIKE CHRISTMAS DAY