I’m very proud of Obama. And I’m very proud of Laura Jane Grace of Against Me!
These past few hours have been really exciting.
Breaking News of the Day: Obama Backs Gay Marriage: [UPDATED] President Obama has publicly announced his support for gay marriage in an interview today with Robin Roberts.
I have to tell you that over the course of several years as I have talked to friends and family and neighbors when I think about members of my own staff who are in incredibly committed monogamous relationships, same-sex relationships, who are raising kids together, when I think about those soldiers or airmen or Marines or sailors who are out there fighting on my behalf and yet feel constrained, even now that “Don’t Ask Don’t Tell” is gone, because they are not able to commit themselves in a marriage, at a certain point I’ve just concluded that for me personally it is important for me to go ahead and affirm that I think same sex couples should be able to get married.
Obama, who is the first U.S. president to openly back gay marriage, had come under fire this week for remaining mum on the subject after Joe Biden and Arne Duncan publicly declared their support. The president’s announcement comes a day after North Carolina voted in favor of a constitutional amendment that bans marriage equality.
Obama’s interview will appear on ABC’s Good Morning America on Thursday. Excerpts will air tonight on ABC’s World News with Diane Sawyer.
And that’s what was so remarkable and emotional about the Beastie Boys’ feminist turnaround. Maybe your father says sexism doesn’t exist and your boyfriend disrespects you. Maybe you have to deal with assholes on the subway who rub up against you every day and laugh when you yell at them. But listening to this band that you love so much say that your pain is real, that the world is fucked up and that they are not going to participate in actions that hurt you anymore because they care about you—it was the overwhelming feeling of being made visible. They were sending a clear message to their female fans: this isn’t okay, we have your back, we’re sorry.Jessica Valenti, MCA’s Feminist Legacy | The Nation (via sarahspy)
I made this for a friend today. Here’s to all the fun-loving, cat-loving feminists out there.
Because you only live nine times.
About 4 years ago I knew some of The Beastie Boys were up in the balcony at a benefit I played for Willie Mae Rock Camp for Girls. There was a mini bass they had signed up for auction that night. I stood under the balcony with my paddle and battled until I won the bass. I have friends in common with those guys and was a little shy about fanning out so hard. The host that night totally called me out though from the stage.
“Kimya Dawson must LOVE the Beastie Boys! She really wants this one!”
I did. I really wanted it.
See, when I was 14 there were no Rock Camps. I felt alone in my weirdness a lot of the time. And I would pretend I was a musician alone. My self esteem was low. My love of words was huge, but my teachers kept telling me to stop making my poems rhyme.
Then my older brother came home with the Licensed To Ill record.
Paul Revere was the first song that I listened to over and over and over and over and over with the intention of memorizing and being able to recite it. And I would wear a derby hat and sunglasses and bust this one out in my room, when no one was home, in front of the full length mirror. Seriously.
And, alone in those moments, I became this very secret version of myself that felt like maybe just maybe I was a little bit of badass.