I don’t understand why this is such a big deal for you, the Lord God rumbled over the garden. There are so many other words to say, I’m just asking you not to say one of them. When would you even want to USE it.
‘Unno, said the white people in response to the Lord their God. Just in case, we guess. And the white people said While we’re on the subject why is there an ENTIRE MONTH about black h– and the Lord said I’m going to bed.
When websites are awesome with each other.
last term paper of this semester on tax increment financing, planning issues, the death knell of public housing domestically and in Chicago, and advocacy
(note: i realize it is hyperbole, but this is perhaps the most honest thing i’ve written in this entire program BECAUSE of the ability of academia and professionalization to become patronizing, ignorant and manipulative if not tokenizing, and i don’t know how we all don’t realize it already)
let’s play urban planning school bingo with my term paper:
neoliberal hegemony low-income mixed-income service-provision
tax increment financing new urbanism disenfranchised redevelopment
public housing privatization public-private partnership gentrification
profit community outreach participation Chicago(free space) displacement
I have never professed to enjoy change. I work hard to present the idea of myself as laid-back, able to turn on a dime. It may not make sense but I know it comes from my dislike of making choices, of how growing older has taught me how choice is structured, how few of them actually exist for so many people in this day and age. Then I didn’t want those possibilities which was how I ended up where I was: accepting the work that came to me, the reverberations of the break-up, driving down suburban streets to second-hand stores with a backseat full of my family’s possessions. Mostly it was how easy to feel angry at whatever passed that seemed not the way it was supposed to be. That was my choice and it was no choice at all.