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Who’s Afraid of Suey Park?

thenationmagazine:

The social media prowess of one Asian American activist is driving the mainstream media to distraction. Why do they care so much?

 

thenationmagazine:

Can the women of color on Twitter who are feeding the media’s aggregation mania see remuneration for their efforts?

Via Julia Carrie Wong

Voices of white men are privileged to such a degree that the white male experience is presumed to be the default, and every other experience becomes somehow other. The inherent bias that must result from existing at the intersection of racial, gender, class and every other conceivable privilege is erased. The rest of us are biased, we are told, by virtue of not being white, or male or middle class. The voices that we need to hear…are drowned out, marginalized and ignored.
Via Julia Carrie Wong (via thenationmagazine)

Tech’s “feel-good” promises: Why Silicon Valley’s charity isn’t enough

“Unless tech gets on board with systemic solutions for displacement of working-class and poor communities, there won’t be anyone left to be charitable to.”

“He got people singing”: Remembering Pete Seeger with my dad

When I think about Pete Seeger, I think about my dad.  I think about being 6 or 7 years old and sitting on the blue couch in the den with my sisters and my brother while my dad played the guitar and we all sang along.  Sometimes we sang Fox went out on a chilly night/ prayed to the moon to give him light/ for he’d many miles to go that night/ before he reached the town-o, town-o, town-o/ he’d many miles to go that night/ before he reached the town-o,  and I loved the way my dad’s voice rolled over the town-o, town-o, town-o.  Sometimes we sang, If I had a hammer, I’d hammer in the morning,/ I’d hammer in the evening all over this land,/ I’d hammer out danger, I’d hammer out warning,/ I’d hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters/ All over this land, and it made me happy.   Sometimes we sang, Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?/ Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?/ Where have all the flowers gone?/ Young girls picked them every one./ When will they ever learn?/ Oh, when will they ever learn? and it made me sad, although I didn’t really know why.

When companies break the law and people pay: The scary lesson of the Google Bus

This is the contradiction of the Google Bus, and it’s one that should resonate across the country.  The Google Bus is the embodiment of a system that indemnifies the actions of corporations while increasingly criminalizing and punishing individuals.  Google and its ilk have always known that they could break the law right up until the day they were invited to make new laws.  That is the power of corporate wealth, and in San Francisco as in the rest of the country, it rules supreme.

How Richard Cohen’s racism hurts biracial families like mine