A Book and A Beer

The book I am reading and the beer I am drinking
ridgewoodsocial:

#ty @outinthestreetsfestival for this weekend’s opportunity! @ridgewoodmarket #bushwick #ridgewood #queens #onderdonkhouse #brooklyn #musicfestival #artisanfestival

no shit

ridgewoodsocial:

#ty @outinthestreetsfestival for this weekend’s opportunity! @ridgewoodmarket #bushwick #ridgewood #queens #onderdonkhouse #brooklyn #musicfestival #artisanfestival

no shit

A woman from the audience asks: ‘Why were there so few women among the Beat writers?’ and [Gregory] Corso, suddenly utterly serious, leans forward and says: “There were women, they were there, I knew them, their families put them in institutions, they were given electric shock. In the ’50s if you were male you could be a rebel, but if you were female your families had you locked up.

Stephen Scobie, on the Naropa Institute’s 1994 tribute to Allen Ginsberg (via fuckyeahbeatniks)

#LOOK AT THE FUCKING BELL JAR

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My friends got married yesterday and gave out books as wedding favors. Snagged Susan Sontag’s Illness as Metaphor, which I’ve wanted to read for a while, so that’s cool.

Brought it to read to the coffee shop this morning. That’s an iced tea on the side cuz I’d already had some strong coffee. Photo taken on the walk back.

Congratulations Miguel and Richard. May yr love last a million years.

It’s Bastille Day but I’m sick of nationalism and faux nationalism thanks to the World Cup. So, Budweiser that has been in the fridge for a while. I think I only bought it so it wouldn’t seem like I went to the bodega just for Oreos. Which I obviously did.
In any case, any beer would pale in comparison to Mary McCarthy’s no-nonsense Intellectual Memoirs: New York, 1946-1939. Brought it on a trip out of state and it made me miss New York and its tough broads.McCarthy reminds me a little of Dorothy Parker (who I love) in her politics and her forthrightness in writing and in love. She maybe drinks a little less, and is a little less sad.She is smart, smart, smart and wouldn’t be caught dead drinking a Budweiser. There’s a part in here about how she and her husband (at the time - there were many) lived in their apartment on credit, as “the building agent had faith in [them.]” The furniture was loaned, yet “we bought ourselves a tall, ‘modernistic’ Russel Wright cocktail shaker made of aluminum with a wood top, a chromium hors d’oeuvres tray with glass dishes…and six silver Old-Fashioned spoons with a simulated cherry at one end and the bottom of the spoon flat, for crushing sugar and Angostura.”Cheers, ya.

It’s Bastille Day but I’m sick of nationalism and faux nationalism thanks to the World Cup. So, Budweiser that has been in the fridge for a while. I think I only bought it so it wouldn’t seem like I went to the bodega just for Oreos. Which I obviously did.

In any case, any beer would pale in comparison to Mary McCarthy’s no-nonsense Intellectual Memoirs: New York, 1946-1939. Brought it on a trip out of state and it made me miss New York and its tough broads.
McCarthy reminds me a little of Dorothy Parker (who I love) in her politics and her forthrightness in writing and in love. She maybe drinks a little less, and is a little less sad.
She is smart, smart, smart and wouldn’t be caught dead drinking a Budweiser. There’s a part in here about how she and her husband (at the time - there were many) lived in their apartment on credit, as “the building agent had faith in [them.]” The furniture was loaned, yet “we bought ourselves a tall, ‘modernistic’ Russel Wright cocktail shaker made of aluminum with a wood top, a chromium hors d’oeuvres tray with glass dishes…and six silver Old-Fashioned spoons with a simulated cherry at one end and the bottom of the spoon flat, for crushing sugar and Angostura.”
Cheers, ya.

ethiopienne:

b-case:

"the oppression of women knows no ethnic nor racial boundaries, true, but that does not mean it is identical within those boundaries.” 
 - audre lorde, “an open letter to mary daly”

free PDF here.

to-read list

ethiopienne:

b-case:

"the oppression of women knows no ethnic nor racial boundaries, true, but that does not mean it is identical within those boundaries.”

 - audre lorde, “an open letter to mary daly”

free PDF here.

to-read list

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