Derek Bardowell takes to London’s streets in an attempt to lose himself, and finds subtly pervasive racism – hidden in the cracks and people’s attitudes.
“I remember hypo-mania episodes: energy bursts, hyper-sexual, and irritable. I felt like the wolf man.”
I am endlessly delighted by this video: [Transcript: "To the Western World." A couple of men saying "I am an African man." "But do you know who we are? If you've only seen us in Hollywood movies, this is what you may think of us: machine guns." Their words are intercut with scenes from Hollywood [...]
Naomi Wolf has, lately, been rather facepalmy regarding the whole porn/sex/sex work issue, so it’s nice to see her actually talking about something that doesn’t make me want to look at my copy of The Beauty Myth and cry. Although it kind of makes me want to cry for my country. Our surveillance state shown considerable determination [...]