Oh, Memphis

Memphis is absolutely one of my favorite cities in the world.   I love so much about it–the history, the creepy factor, the music, the feeling like something ridiculous or wild could happen at any moment.  And it pisses me off and makes me feel so helpless the way the state treats Memphis like you’d treat [...]

Speaking a Truth She Doesn’t Live By

This week’s Scene has an interesting story about Carol Swain.  I quote:
“I thought for a while I might go into the ministry,” she says. “And then I realized that what I do, in a way, it is ministry…. I feel that I am called to speak truth to a world that doesn’t want to hear [...]

You Mean It’s Hard to Turn Free Publicity into Funds?

It says something, and I’m not sure what, that we live in a state full of folks who are glad Stacey Campfield is running around telling it like it is and yet, he’s got to get on his blog and beg for money to run for office.
Hmm.

Volunteer Pumpkins

This morning, I was walking Mrs. Wigglebottom and over on the interstate side of our street was a clump of large orange-yellow flowers, blowing in the breeze like damp tissue paper.
One of the neighborhood miscreants threw a jack o’ lantern over there shortly after Halloween, and it spent all winter there slowly rotting.
But still, you [...]

More Thoughts on White Feminism

The more I think about it, the more I think that my feminism is rooted on the women in my family, who didn’t consider themselves feminist, but believed in finding ways to do what you had to do to make room for yourself in the world, and women like my College Professor, who taught me [...]

The Long-cut

We were talking about this the other day–how hard it is to get to Swett’s.  And I meant to bring it up here, to see if anyone else has noticed this:
There appear to be two types of people in Nashville–those who can get to Swett’s and those who can’t.  The first few times I went [...]