Vegankid is hosting the Erase Racism Carnival on October 23rd, at Taking Place .
Submissions will be accepted via the official submissions page or send to veganwonder(at)gmail(dot)com
The Erase Racism Carnival is a collection of blog posts dedicated to creating a world free of racism. The Carnival is published around the 20th of every month.
Vegankid is a little late in calling for submissions due to business and busy ness. It happens.
So go to it if you have a contribution please.
In lieu of our previous discussion, and because I may or may not be scarce this weekend, I’ve added a few things to the side bar.
One is a flickr badge in which I stole images from many of you, and if you find your image there and want it removed please contact me. If you can’t reach me please file your complaint with anyone on the sidebar other than yourself and see if that works.
Seriously though, if you holla I’ll let you go.
If I haven’t commented at your blogs it is because, at times blogspot sucks people, I am a busy women I can’t fuck with that nonsense. I will try again this weekend.
Love ya
cooper


I’m slightly insulted that I’m not in that flickr badge, because I am the enemy fo sho.
Hey! Who’s the fox?
Do you know anyone that is not a potential enemy?
No you don’t.
Nor do I.
For the decision as to who is the enemy may become quite arbitrary.
Have a good weekend.
We Are The Enemy
Our righteousness shattered
The cause torn a’shred
Values once noble
Long gone and dead
Led by the mindless
War crimes the call
The hand of the sword
Is grasping our fall
What do we win
If the cost is the soul
Freedoms have vanished
Down a bottomless hole
A beacon of virtue
Now symbols to hate
Of cowboys and cowards
How sad is our fate
Won’t learn the lessons
Mindlessly act
Extremism’s flourish;
To ignore every fact
Adrift with no compass
Awash in the crime
We are the enemy
The past was our time
Copyright SGW 2006
the elvis redux — good stuff
I am a busy women
yo, cooper. can you bottle that? I’m buyin’. I’ve needed to be three of me for years now. if it’ll take ticks off the odometer at the same time, so much the better.
:)
poet lover — Pogo approves.
One long warm day in April I was picked up by the fish and game authorities here; I was fishing without a license. I always fish when stressed or to relax after exams. It was after finals, I had been up all night — every night for a week or so.
I looked like a homeless person on — take your choice on drugs. I was exhausted, couldn’t find my license, and when asked for my social security number couldn’t come up with it right away.
They searched my car, told me Maryland couldn’t find me in the system and in general treated me like scum while they followed me back to my room in order to get my license,; they wouldn’t let me out of their site — in case a quick escape plan had been hatched ya know.
In the end they just fined me, but I had no money so they were going to put me in jail. This went on and one and on an on until I finally got in touch with a hundred and forty bucks.
Longest eight hours of my life – it took them eight hours to decide not to allow me to call friends for money and not to jail me.
Moral of the story — just carry money.
Ooohh! Bohemians looooove their shocked-frizzy-haired self being on display. funkified!
*GASP* Someone said FO SHO!
*GASPETTY GASP* You have a poet lover!
Oh the happenings from one post to the next! Dios mio!
I’ll be back later tonight to respond to comments I am out, and late, got tied up reading a post at blackademic so my time is now gone.
The fox is coyote.
Someday, I may be brave enough to show my actual face. Until then, the furry one will do :)
I am out of words for my hatred of racism.
I’m thrilled to be in your flickr gallery with all those cool people. That’s why I felt like I was in a subliminal party!
Also, I’m back from BCN, but probably won’t be able to blog until middle of next week sometime. It’s ok if you didn#t stop by — or it’s not ok, because there are some great stories left in the comments to the photo I posted — I know they’re great without even reading them. There was even one from Clown, who stuns with his brilliance.