my new favorite thing
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old people who look like old people

Dario Calmese, the first Black photographer to shoot a cover for Vanity Fair:
“I did know that this was a moment to say something,” he said in an interview the week before the cover’s release. “I knew this was a moment to be, like, extra Black.”
A+++++++++++

from not too long ago
from emma ramadan’s creative independent interview:

from my sister, “ask a sane person: jia tolentino on practicing the discipline of hope”:
I think the American obsession with symbolic freedom has to be traded for a desire for actual freedom: the freedom to get sick without knowing it could bankrupt you, the freedom for your peers to live life without fearing they’ll be killed by police. The dream of collective well-being has to outweigh, day-to-day, the dream of individual success.

courtesy of thecolfaxmuseum.org, a history museum dedicated to Schuyler Colfax and Colfax Avenue (“the Longest, Wickedest Main Street in America”)

he got adopted!
(via grand companions)
samantha irby is a legit genius, from her newsletter:
if this is where you expect me to tell y’all to read white fragility please immediately go throw your phone into the sea. what the fuck are you doing? a white lady wrote that fucking book! lmao read books by black people!!!!! anyway i mostly read fiction, and while i appreciate the many lists of scholarly books about history and violence that are populating our various newsfeeds, kirsten got a copy of stamped from the beginning the other day and…i’m not reading that??????? it’s like 900 pages long! i do not have a brain built for that much information! i just don’t. also, and i don’t have the words to properly articulate this so please forgive me: a list of educational books that feels like a social studies syllabus is great, please read them if that’s your thing, but i don’t ever want you to sleep on what can be gained from just reading black stories in general, especially when they highlight our joy and creativity. normalize reading contemporary black fiction! and poetry! and memoir! and essays!
from sam dolnick’s quarantine chronicle, “diary of five more days”:
OAT MILK. I had skipped the whole alternate milk thing. But I bought a jug during quarantine boredom and I’ll be damned if it doesn’t make coffee and morning rituals that much smoother, creamier, more special. I’m sure it’s wildly unhealthy or is somehow wrecking the environment; please don’t tell me.