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  1. Our Bodies, Ourselves

    October 27, 2011 by elenamary

    My father gave me a copy of Our Bodies, Ourselves and a copy of the Hite Report on Female Sexuality, at some point in my adolescence.  He wasn’t good at talking he just left them for me on my bed to read…in the same manner as he did the noble prize authors’ book I, Rigoberta Menchu.  We never discussed it.  I read the book and am thankful for them.  Our Bodies, Ourselves was probably one of my first feminist readings and most assuredly one of my first medical readings.  It “normalized” things for me that had they not been normalized would probably have left me with only conservative Mexican catholic patriarchal tools for analysis.

    I wonder what 14 year-old-me would think about me as an adult having worked in sexual health clinics, or me helping other women understand that their own sexuality is okay.  I wonder what younger me would think of the fact that I have a friend who contributed to the latest edition of Our Bodies, Ourselves and was on national nightly news, discussing the book.  I know the current me is thrilled for Veronica Arreola of Viva La Feminista who is interviewed in this clip at approximately 2:34 minutes into it, the whole thing only lasts 3:12.

     

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  2. Miles Curtiss for University Area Commissioner

    June 5, 2009 by elenamary

    My very good friend, Miles Curtiss is running for University Area Commissioner.  Those living between High street to the train tracks, and from 5thAve to 16thAve, can vote for Miles Curtiss.  All you have to do is show up, this Saturday, with either your Buck-ID, or other photo ID, or mail at one of the voting locations (listed below).

    Elenamary & Miles

    Voting Locations:

    Metropolitan Library, Northside Branch
    1423 N. High Street, Columbus

    Jack & Benny’s Restaurant
    2563 N High St @ Hudson & High

    Northwood Building, Election Headquarters
    2231 N. High Street

    The Godman Guild
    303 E. Sixth Street

    I’m Miles Curtiss, a native of the Columbus, a musician, community
    organizer, and third generation chronic do-gooder.  I work with
    FreeGeek Columbus,  The University Area Enrichment Association, The
    Ohio Community Computing Network, and Columbus IndyMedia, mostly
    helping under resourced  people and communities get access to, and
    training for, computers, self publishing, and e-waste recycling.  I’m
    also very active with Yay Bikes, The Third Hand Bike Co-Op, Arawak
    City Gardens and other groups centered around transportation and
    fighting poverty.   In the past, I’ve been involved with the Columbus
    League Of Young Voters, and the BLD artist co-operative.  I’ve been
    drawn to the university area for it’s energy, it’s creative capital,
    and it’s easy maneuverability.  It is a place where tens of thousands
    come every year to become independent.  After finishing my own
    university experience, this is the place I immediately came to.  This
    neighborhood has always glowed with a “make your own future” ethic
    that has informed me ever since I was old enough to walk from downtown
    to the campus area record stores.


  3. Atmosphere – Judge not lest ye be judged

    August 12, 2008 by elenamary

    I no longer will judge you, Bukowski, by the tiny clip of you kicking the shit out of your girlfriend (I’d seen the whole documentary not just the clip and it had disturbed me). Nor will I judge you Slug, by your womanizing.

    I’ve had issues with Slug (of Atmosphere fame) because of the widespread gossip of his womanizing. An ex of mine (and friend of Slug’s), who is as I see it also a womanizer, would even occasionally mention some of Slug’s behavior as womanizing. I like Slug’s music, love his music but wouldn’t allow myself to admit it. How could I like someone who occasionally behaved in ways I was totally against?

    El Oso and I even discussed it a few years back when I mentioned I was going to an Atmosphere show:

    “EM,

    I’m jealous. Although, last night I was talking to the person who first introduced me to Atmosphere on a mix tape (ah the lost art of the mix tape) which had The Woman With The Tattooed Hands on it. She said she forever lost her faith in Slug when she saw him live. He was bringing up random girls on stage, making out with them, then talking shit and kicking them off. It’s a second hand account and rappers don’t have to be heroes, but I certainly expected something more from someone as thoughtful (ie. full of thought) as Slug.”

    The ex who would mention Slug’s treatment of women, is also a decently well known musician, and he spoke more about his admiration for Slug then he did of the womanizing. He would speak of Slug’s dedication to his music, to his work. He’d tell me about Slug always working while on tour, always working to get his name out there. Slug, himself, has rhymed about that struggle and the sacrifices that he has made because of his self-promotion. My ex stated that he would never be as well known as Slug, for many reasons but for one, because he would never be willing to work at it as hard as Slug had or give-up time with his own children.

    It was today that I realized how hard Slug, Atmosphere, have worked at their music. Today I turned on my car radio and their song “You” was playing. Later I heard the same song coming out of a parked car in the parking lot of the welfare office. As I drove home from work today an SUV pulled up along side next to me with the same song playing. At happy hour with my girlfriend, she mentioned hearing an interview on BBC with Slug today and how she was shocked the BBC was interviewing him.

    I’ve got to admit it Slug has worked hard and deserves all he can get. He shouldn’t be judged by a small part of his life, but as a whole person, and like all of us, he isn’t perfect.

    It is unfair for El Oso, my ex, or myself to judge Slug on rumors or even small parts of his life. We can in fact, and do, still admire Slug, as El Oso put it a few years ago: “Slug could very well be my favorite poet of his generation.
    And I think El Oso is right. Atmosphere’s new album is one of my favorite albums of all time. Respect given where respect is deserved; Slug is an amazing poet and a hard worker. Keep up the good work Slug, and if you come to Columbus, I’ll make you a home cooked meal.

    You can listen to some Atmosphere here, some Slug here, or listen to the You song (as well as some other new songs) here.


  4. I will never be that kind of white

    February 17, 2008 by elenamary

    I went to a bar tonight.  It was a bar on OSU’s campus.  It is a stereotypical frat/sorority bar.

    I felt out of place.   Everyone was white.  Not kind-of white, like me,  but very white.  Like Ohio white.  Like blue eyes, blond hair, tanning salon bronzed skin, lots of make-up, middle/upper middle class, Ohio, not-like-me white.  I kept thinking “I will never be that kind of white”.  The white that doesn’t notice there aren’t any people of color around.  The white that feels completely in their element that they will never be questioned on their background.  It was uncomfortable, but it was an interesting social experiment.  No one knew I was uncomfortable.  The men still stared at me lusting to share their nasty bits and STDs.  The women still sized me up as their competition.

    It sucked.


  5. Schadenfreude

    August 23, 2007 by elenamary

    I am enjoying a smidgen of Schadenfreude and while I do feel a bit guilty the pleasure outweighs the guilt.

    I used to get malicious messages posted to different online accounts I had.   Usually the insults were about my physical appearance.  I was never able to imagine who had so much anger towards me.  Recently, it was all clarified.   I was having an enjoyable conversation with an ex-boyfriend, when for some reason I mentioned the online attacks.  He then explained they were from his ex-wife.  I didn’t understand, was he sure they were from his ex-wife?  But they were sent while the two of them were happily married, why would she do that?  Was she jealous of me?  Why?

    She was jealous.  For some reason, I guess she thought, he still felt something for me and it bothered her.  Despite the fact that he and I hadn’t spoken in years.  But now, that I know it was her, I am feeling some Schadenfreude.  Her marriage to him failed.  And although we never spoke during their courtship, marriage or divorce, it is I who still talks to him.  I have a wonderful friendship with him, better than we had when we were dating.  Despite her craziness and venomous ways, I am the one who talks to the man she loves…

    Aren’t I an awful person?


  6. Goodbye Little Brother’s

    July 1, 2007 by elenamary

    It is summer time.  Summer time is when music bands tour, when the weather is good, when fruit is fresh, when exercise happens natural, and happiness permeates.  At an outdoor concert yesterday while enjoy local music, enjoying PBR with grilled Hot Dogs/Not Dogs, we reminisced about one our favorite venues, Little Brother’s, that is closing down this week.

    I had my first date with Alexi at Little Brother’s.   He was in college I was in high school.  I was so excited!  A big time college boy!  Going on a date at a bar on the university campus!  It was so exciting, and we were going to see one of my favorite bands, a lesbian punk group, Tribe 8.  The band sings songs with titles like, Gang Castrate, Frat Pig, and Dead Clothed Boys.  The band members would remove their shirts, as did the crowd.  The lead singer preforms with a strap on, early in the concert she stopped the show to put a condom on her strap-on.  While she rolled the lubricated condom down her plastic penis she said “I want a heterosexual man to come up here and suck my dick until a tear comes to my eye”.  I looked around the room there were only two men present, one of them, my date, Alexi.  I encouraged Alexi to go up and he responded “I can’t I am not a heterosexual man”,  My heart fluttered, and my first thought was of awe, my date was comfortable enough with his sexuality that he could joke about it…I would later learn he was not joking.

    Goodbye Little Brother’s.