All of us need to check in with ourselves about our Yonce-worship practices occasionally. Have you sung Bey’s praises lately? Have you updated your personal altar with a fresh candle or worked on your Everything Beyonce Pinterest page? Have you seen this brilliant gourd-based tribute to Her Greatness and thought, “If only I had an MFA and an extra set of thumbs?”
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"I’ve never believed, not for one second, that art is created out of avoiding the world and its various realities."
I’ve never believed, not for one second, that art is created out of avoiding the world and its various realities. If you avoid that, you avoid life, which is your source material, you dishonor all your ghosts in the sunlight, including the person you were when I began this speech, the Columbia boys I knew and loved long ago, the politically oppressed poet who changed a face, and you, dancing with my former self before we part, and you walk proudly into your sunlit hope, ghosts and all.
-Hilton Als gave a dreamer's commencement speech at Columbia—if only every kid got to hear this sort of intense, fervid creative validation!—now [...]
Like most people of a certain age, I grew up watching Boy Meets World obsessively. Missing ABC’s TGIF lineup on a Friday night was a crime on par with disparaging the plot of Clueless, and murder. Unfortunately, unlike the rest of my ‘90s-era peers, I never became a fully-actualized adult, and still shame-watch Boy Meets World reruns on YouTube at least three times a week. I wish I could say I did this ironically, but there is nothing ironic about eating your ex-roommate’s leftover wedding cake under the covers while watching Cory lose his shit over how beautiful Topanga is at 2 in the morning on a Wednesday night.
[Low impact exercise activity] in [Metropolis in a developing nation] A young teacher named [woman's first name] slowly reveals the depths of her psychological turmoil in the wake of a [national catastrophe] by forming a coalition of local [anachronistic professionals] to rise up against the [head of state]. 150 Minutes; Black & White
The refuge of [virtuous quality] As a family of nomadic [type of cured meat]-makers gather for a ceremonial feast in [a bucolic setting], a secret is revealed by the youngest member, [boy's name ending with "ek"]. Glowing images of [type of fruit] in the [Mediterranean nation] countryside represent the family's longing for the abundance of eras past [...]