


I sent this video to my Dad the night we watched “Game Change” (which I recommend!) This was his reply:
“Thanks. I had seen part of it but not all. I remember when Obama was elected the first black President of the Harvard Law Review - it was big news for all alumni. That was a major achievement, because to get on the Law Review in the first place you have to be among the top 20 GPAs at the end of first year in a class of 520. And all 520 are really smart people to begin with. To be elected President of the Law Review, you have to demonstrate to the rest of the people on Law Review that your work on Law Review is top notch, and they have to like you.
As for the speech… Prof. Derrick Bell, whom he was extolling, was the first tenured black professor at Harvard Law School. In 1990, Bell, after agitating for diversity at HLS for years, finally got fed up and left HLS to become professor at another top law school. The students, including Obama, were very unhappy to lose him and went on strike to demonstrate their displeasure. Obama wasn’t afraid to take the lead in this strike, even though it was basically a slap in the face of the HLS faculty. Good for him, and he helped Harvard to make the faculty more diverse.
I’ve been watching Obama for more than 20 years and have admired him all of that time. After being President of the Law Review, he could have clerked for almost any Supreme Court justice he wanted to. That’s what almost all top students at top law schools do. Instead, he went to Chicago to become a community organizer - the job Sarah Palin liked to make fun of in the 2008 campaign. He is so much smarter, wiser, and more compassionate than Palin that it’s embarrassing to mention the two in the same breath.”
(Source: BuzzFeed)

oh dear.

The MLA has officially devised a standard format to cite tweets in an academic paper. Sign of the times.
:O
(Source: warbyparker)
no kidding
(via laelaps)
I posted, earlier, a picture of a group of sexy, half-naked dudes shivering in the cold together (arms enveloping each other fantastically, mmm). You may have seen, but feel free to look again—It was as much an offering of respect as anything else, a bit of praise for a group I never bother to think about, but it helped that they were so incredibly fine. Anyways, as I was posting, I experienced this moment of guilt over the potential feelings of insecurity the photo could cause my male followers (especially considering the attention I drew to the perfect shape of one of their asses) and thought momentarily about not bothering with it.
It’s almost hilarious (“silly” even, silly of me), except for the unfortunate context in which it becomes hilarious, this moment of totally misguided compassion. I see more pictures of naked models every day (everywhere) than I do … any other type of picture. Even cats.
I don’t have anything else to say about it, but it took hours for that to occur to me.