Jazzy

Jazzy

The term “tear gas” is a misnomer. For one thing, “tear gas” seems to imply something innocuous— you would think it’s just a chemical that makes you tear up. In fact, tear gas is a dangerous, potentially lethal chemical agent which is outlawed under the Chemical Weapons Convention for use during wartime. As the Omega Research Foundation argues: “Less-lethal weapons are presented as more acceptable alternatives to guns. But these weapons augment rather than replace the more lethal weapons. Euphemistic labels are used to create the impression that these weapons represent soft and gentle forms of control. CS is never referred to by the authorities as vomit gas, in spite of its capacity to cause violent retching.” NGO Physicians for Human Rights believes that “ ‘tear gas’ is a misnomer for a group of poisonous gases which, far from being innocuous, have serious acute and longer-term adverse effects on the health of significant numbers of those exposed.”

What is tear gas? Facing Tear Gas (via gowns)

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Say my name, Don Pardo!

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My family has always been private about our time spent together. It was our way of keeping one thing that was ours, with a man we shared with an entire world. But now that’s gone, and I feel stripped bare. My last day with him was his birthday, and I will be forever grateful that my brothers and I got to spend that time alone with him, sharing gifts and laughter. He was always warm, even in his darkest moments. While I’ll never, ever understand how he could be loved so deeply and not find it in his heart to stay, there’s minor comfort in knowing our grief and loss, in some small way, is shared with millions. It doesn’t help the pain, but at least it’s a burden countless others now know we carry, and so many have offered to help lighten the load. Thank you for that.

To those he touched who are sending kind words, know that one of his favorite things in the world was to make you all laugh. As for those who are sending negativity, know that some small, giggling part of him is sending a flock of pigeons to your house to poop on your car. Right after you’ve had it washed. After all, he loved to laugh too…

Dad was, is and always will be one of the kindest, most generous, gentlest souls I’ve ever known, and while there are few things I know for certain right now, one of them is that not just my world, but the entire world is forever a little darker, less colorful and less full of laughter in his absence. We’ll just have to work twice as hard to fill it back up again.

My only statement. My brothers’ are also online. Thank you for all your kindness, and goodbye for awhile guys. xo (via zeldawilliams)

A royal affair

A royal affair

A royal affair

A royal affair

A royal affair

A royal affair

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Lillian Hellman

"IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT, DON’T LOOK AT IT" while it slowly poisons society’s perception of your gender/race/sexual orientation.

Internet comments. Sigh.

New 103.7 FM Says “Man Up,” Forgets Women Who Don’t Wear Bikinis Exist

That’s my brother.
That’s my brother.

That’s my brother.

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First Verse Interview Series: David Koehn and Jazzy Danziger

The grieving process is an obsessive process. There’s an exhausting retreading that happens in your mind, a retreading that can’t necessarily happen on the page. You go over and over and over the same ideas. Some are productive ideas—about what’s happened to you, about what you can do to move forward. Some are self-indulgent. A lot of them are self-indulgent. Some are angry, some are probably unfair. But that’s the grieving process. I think that it’s natural and it’s necessary, but it doesn’t always make for good reading, especially if you put it on the page without some element of control, without thinking, ‘What’s going to bring this to life for someone who hasn’t experienced it?’”

3 New Poets You Should Be Reading

HuffPost Books is featuring three Best New Poets 2013 contributors today. I’m just tickled.