Monday, April 13, 2009
Wednesday, April 8, 2009
SHIMMER SOIRÉE!SHIMMER SOIRÉE!SHIMMER SOIRÉE!SHIMMER SOIRÉE!
From the people who brought you
VOUGE . . . .
BLOCK PARTY . . .
BOOTY SHAKING EXTRAVAGANZA . . .
MOTHERSHIP CONNECTION: P-FUNK NASTY BITCH. . .
the Darkness ascends yet again to bring you . . .
<<</// SHIMMER SOIRÉE \\\>>>
get your smooth groove on as ASO and BSO bring you our first collaboration and one of the hottest parties thus far. the weather might suck, but we plan on dancing like we're on the beachfront and the moon is shimmering while we roll around in the sand. the only difference is instead of sand there will be concrete . . . so come let let your nerves chill and your swerve get real while we rock the party right.
<<// WHEN/WHERE \\>>
This Saturday - April 11th
10pm - 2am
SMOG!SMOG!SMOG!SMOG!
<<// AESTHETIC \\>>
the attire is glam-casual. as the theme is centered around the shimmer of a moonlight beach (elusive . . . regal . . . freak-inducing), bring something to get your reflect on.
<<// DJsDJsDJs \\>>
best of all, we are bringing LEIF w/ his personal DJ/music extraordinaire HARRISON SCHAAF.
plus DJ PEARL will be holding it down before and after the headliner to keep y'all shakin to the ground
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
je suis d'accord BOOBOO!!
je suis totalment en d'accord avec toi julain. Pour les gen blancs a bard c'est comme les 70's. Ils ne veulent pas voir que il y'a des problems. Ils pensent encore que c'est un environment sans problems comme "race". On a vote pour Obama! Nous sommes POST RACE! c'est pas vrai. Ils voudraient que nous pouvons oublier "race". C'est comme le poster pour le "Radical Student Union" Un monde sans couleur, sans distinctions de race, ou tous le monde est egal- mais ca c'est la problem. Pour les gens blanc (en particulier a Bard) a devenir egal est a devenir blanc, mais ils ne vont pas dire ca.
Je sais que nous avons des problems. Je sais que parfois c'est dificil a croire en solidarite mais, pour moi, vous etes mon solidarite. Je vois tous le temp que nous sommes de soutien. Le darkness toujours putainnnnssssss.
France putains.
(nous devrions publier les messages en francais, espagnole, et anglais?? qu'est-ce que vous pensez?)
le degueulasssseeeeee
Monday, April 6, 2009
je comprends que vouz dites! Quand j'étais à South Africa, je n'avais mal plus et je n'ai pas comprendre! Mais, maintenant, à Bard . . . Je vois comme je n'ai jamais voir avant! Q'est-ce que nous avons mal toujours?! Parce que Bard est un petit université avec trop des gens blancs. Je parlais avec Jake - un homme blanc - ça matin, et lui a dit "Bard is in the 1970's when it comes to race, and there were no people before to help anyone else out (de les gens du coleur avant nous avons arrivé)." Quand eux (les gens blancs) sont comprender, quelque chose c'est trés trés mal. LE DARKNESS a été un grand 'support' pour moi, et je veux voir LE DARKNESS ascendent à nouveau. Jose est LE DARK uniqe qui doit aller à un otre pays. Mais, il a une plus année.
Heureusement,
le prince chocolat
Heureusement,
le prince chocolat
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Identity and Perception
Only because I have recently been talking about this, but it's amazing how your perception of everything changes when you're away from bard.
No one can lie and say, oh, they maintain the realness/don't let white people get to them. It HAPPENS at Bard. When you're surrounded by white people and you barely have a voice, it HAPPENS.
When I'm there, I try to keep it real, and my front is mad good, but underneath, those other feelings are still there, and white people dictate how you act/think. I don't feel attractive, I hate my body, I feel like I can't become the white standard student/thinker, I feel like some teachers are against me and can call me out more because I stick out, white kids get on my nerves, even within people of color I feel ignored sometimes (because I'm not crazy and RADICAL), etc.
But since being home, my priorities are changed. I don't have to worry about class-ism, the racism is not as indirectly intense, I'm surrounded by positive brown people (not just brown people at Bard who are friends by ARD and are mad hypocritical), I don't care about white people, and I'm not down on my appearance because I have my family to relate to (and skinny, disheveled, white hoes are NOT the standard).
I'm tired of being home, but I know that I can do the Bard world and the real world. You just gotta have your support network, not people you feel obligated to like based on skin color but people who you relate to based on solidarity because you know they'll be there for you when shit gets rough and they aren't just talking the talk right here in the moment.
I think sometimes that's what we forget to do. I know the darkness has always been there for each other. But for the rest of us at Bard, we gotta remember to tell each other that we're beautiful, and that we can make it (even if it's not easy and with A's like the white kids), and it's okay to have white friends, but don't let them determine how you view yourself (by trying to be the token or even worse, ignore your identity to make things less awkward for them).
I've figured out how to make it at Bard. You gotta have your family. I have my family at home, and I have my family at bard. It's got 3 other ballin ass brown people and we hold each other together. It's been a rough journey, but you know what? When I'm home laughing with my family, I forget that life is rough, that I barely work 20 hrs a week, and I'm currently not in school. And when I'm at Bard, and I'm laughing with my friends, I forget that sometimes I'm unhappy, my grades suck, and I hate most of the people there. I missed home, but I also miss Bard. Yet, I think I finally know how to be strong and happy in both places.
Basically, I went from Bard-sista-girl to Black-America-livin-sista-girl.
My hair is relaxed (even tho i wore this shit natural as hell for 3 mo without giving a FUCK), my thighs are thick, my attitude is on point, and my tolerance for bullshit/stupid shit is LOW.
But my love for all things positive is HIGH.
I hope that when we're all back together in the fall, we have the best senior year ever.
No one can lie and say, oh, they maintain the realness/don't let white people get to them. It HAPPENS at Bard. When you're surrounded by white people and you barely have a voice, it HAPPENS.
When I'm there, I try to keep it real, and my front is mad good, but underneath, those other feelings are still there, and white people dictate how you act/think. I don't feel attractive, I hate my body, I feel like I can't become the white standard student/thinker, I feel like some teachers are against me and can call me out more because I stick out, white kids get on my nerves, even within people of color I feel ignored sometimes (because I'm not crazy and RADICAL), etc.
But since being home, my priorities are changed. I don't have to worry about class-ism, the racism is not as indirectly intense, I'm surrounded by positive brown people (not just brown people at Bard who are friends by ARD and are mad hypocritical), I don't care about white people, and I'm not down on my appearance because I have my family to relate to (and skinny, disheveled, white hoes are NOT the standard).
I'm tired of being home, but I know that I can do the Bard world and the real world. You just gotta have your support network, not people you feel obligated to like based on skin color but people who you relate to based on solidarity because you know they'll be there for you when shit gets rough and they aren't just talking the talk right here in the moment.
I think sometimes that's what we forget to do. I know the darkness has always been there for each other. But for the rest of us at Bard, we gotta remember to tell each other that we're beautiful, and that we can make it (even if it's not easy and with A's like the white kids), and it's okay to have white friends, but don't let them determine how you view yourself (by trying to be the token or even worse, ignore your identity to make things less awkward for them).
I've figured out how to make it at Bard. You gotta have your family. I have my family at home, and I have my family at bard. It's got 3 other ballin ass brown people and we hold each other together. It's been a rough journey, but you know what? When I'm home laughing with my family, I forget that life is rough, that I barely work 20 hrs a week, and I'm currently not in school. And when I'm at Bard, and I'm laughing with my friends, I forget that sometimes I'm unhappy, my grades suck, and I hate most of the people there. I missed home, but I also miss Bard. Yet, I think I finally know how to be strong and happy in both places.
Basically, I went from Bard-sista-girl to Black-America-livin-sista-girl.
My hair is relaxed (even tho i wore this shit natural as hell for 3 mo without giving a FUCK), my thighs are thick, my attitude is on point, and my tolerance for bullshit/stupid shit is LOW.
But my love for all things positive is HIGH.
I hope that when we're all back together in the fall, we have the best senior year ever.
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