While attempting to define what a cyborg is in class, I was struck with inspiration for a discussion topic on the blog. Fast forward two weeks and I had completely forgotten it, racking my brain for what I wanted to write on. I knew I wanted to write on cyborgs and how people don’t realize how common they are, but I couldn’t remember the specifi-It was memory!
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What’s a Black Guy?
It’s hard to find a real, human black man on the movie screen. They’re either hard as a rock, dumb as a rock, or it’s literally just Dwayne Johnson! You may ask, does this affect how black men treat themselves in the world? Continue reading
What does an Immigrant Look Like?
After the 2016 General Election in the United States, the tensions between two economically distinct economies have started to rise in the public consciousness. In effect, the perception of minorities, impairments, and any deviation from the cis white heterosexual agenda has been challenged in terms of their acceptance within an American ecosystem and structure.
Gender Policing of Halloween Bodies
For Halloween this year my girlfriend and I decided to go as Shaggy and Velma. While looking for clothes in a thrift store, my girlfriend started playing with the idea of going as a sexy Velma. Going along with it I suggested I go as a sexy Shaggy as well. Continue reading
Who am I? Is my body expressing who I am?
After writing my paper on the argument of the body being a medium, it got me thinking about the question, ‘who am I?’. In most cases, in order for the body to function as a medium of self-expression one need to know who they are in order to know what they are trying to express to others. So in order to express yourself, it is assumed that you know yourself. And of course this got me thinking about how would I answer the question “who am I”?
In my case the question ‘who are you?’ has to be one of the most difficult question for me to answer. Have you ever really looked at yourself and don’t know
really who you are? Like you know who you should be, what people (family, friends, etc,) expects you to be but apart from those expectations, you don’t know who you are? Continue reading
Can you see my oppression?
For a couple of weeks, I have noticed something that has been circling my life, that something is oppression. Continue reading
Number 1 excitement
I struggle to type (I’m a great typist, 88 wpm, not to brag or anything) that I suffer from chronic illness. I have an idiopathic immune system “issue” that makes my body more susceptible to bacterial/viral infections. Despite being more wordy, for whatever reason, that’s a lot easier for me to type. So basically, I get sick. A lot.
“…Corner of Plus Size Shame”
Recently there has been a lot of push back in the fashion industry when it comes to using the term “plus size”. Plus size fashion in the last decade has become a profitable portion of the industry. Something that I’m assuming came along with the realization that fat people are people too, and as such they need fashionable clothing, and at an affordable price. Continue reading
No I’m Not Angry, This Is Just My Neutral Face
Growing up, I have always been told that I have a very expressive face. If I am ever feeling a certain emotion, my face goes to the extreme to express it. I wasn’t even aware of it until people started pointed it out to me. My face would just come out the way it did. My expressive face apparently didn’t just occur when I felt bouts of emotion, it also affected my neutral facial expression. To be frank and to the point, I basically have “resting bitch face.” Continue reading
The Pill, an IUD, and more!
The first time I had an anxiety attack was at a Planned Parenthood in Baltimore during my senior year of high school. I was 17 years old and there to get my first birth control pill prescription.
Unruly Bodies 
