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  1. 20 hours ago
    Wed 16 Aug 2017 05:23:54 PM GMT
    corngrid posted in THE WORLD IS A VAMPIRE.

    Somebody's funding another trip to the Big Thunder Mountain Railroad

  2. yesterday
    Wed 16 Aug 2017 01:33:04 PM GMT


  3. Wed 16 Aug 2017 01:30:50 PM GMT

    Yeah I think removing them from their perch is a way to denude their symbolic power.

  4. Wed 16 Aug 2017 01:22:46 PM GMT

    I think the idea was that making it go away was like sweeping it under the rug and pretending we can all just move on like nothing ever happened. That's kind of what lots of unpleasantry-averse white folk want.

    I know one thing that is sometimes done is to remove such things from their position of prominence and recontextualize it by displaying it elsewhere with some added narrative, etc.

  5. Wed 16 Aug 2017 01:13:12 PM GMT

    At least his true colors are giving a few more people pause it seems.
    There is some debate about the best way to handle such fraught art display.

    Some of my most "woke" former colleagues who were connected with native communities argued for keeping offensive art works on display in the Minnesota capitol as an opportunity for engaging with the actual legacy of our culture through enhanced interpretative displays, etc.

  6. last week
    Wed 09 Aug 2017 02:19:30 PM GMT

    much love

  7. Wed 09 Aug 2017 02:18:55 PM GMT


    It's knowin' that your door is always open
    And your path is free to walk
    That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
    Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
    And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
    By forgotten words and bonds
    And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
    That keeps you in the back roads
    By the rivers of my memory
    That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
    It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
    Planted on their columns now that bind me
    Or something that somebody said because
    They thought we fit together walkin'
    It's just knowing that the world
    Will not be cursing or forgiving
    When I walk along some railroad track and find
    That you're movin' on the back roads
    By the rivers of my memory
    And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
    Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
    And the junkyards and the highways come between us
    And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
    'Cause she turned and I was gone
    I still might run in silence
    Tears of joy might stain my face
    And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
    But not to where I cannot see
    You walkin' on the back roads
    By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
    I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
    In some train yard
    My beard a rustlin' coal pile
    And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
    Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
    I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
    That you're waitin' from the back roads
    By the rivers of my memory
    Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind

  8. Wed 09 Aug 2017 02:15:42 PM GMT

    Slee, I'd buy that thing for sure if the fit was right.

  9. 2 weeks ago
    Thu 03 Aug 2017 12:48:49 PM GMT

    nice tune.

  10. Mon 31 Jul 2017 07:45:57 PM GMT

    person catches fire

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