I want to develop a template for black culture within relative space. This means exploring the vague, obscure and unique within the Black experience. I believe it is within this space that Black people were able to survive forced labor, sexual oppression, and economic apartheid.
It is hard being honest with my feelings of self-worth. It’s hard asking those really tough questions and it’s even harder answering back with some truth. The longer I went without asking myself those questions the more I became estranged from the social activities of everyday life. Overtime I became an expert at taking time for myself but I dwelled in the negative validation I created rather than work on my shit. For the longest time, I thought I could procrastinate my way to positive mental health but while listening to a Kimya Dawson line "I got good at feeling bad." I realized through Kimya Dawson’s honesty I had come to love feeling bad. Unlike Kimya, I wasn’t being proactive with these feelings. I just sat, sat, and sat. Yet, this wasn’t the shitty part. Sitting in my room for hours doing nothing was great. I could dwell on my mortality, my colonization, video games and a bottle of Jack! There was a certain genetic nostalgia that was very familiar to me when I was in my room. A person very close to me did this same type of self deprecation for years. It was one thing to feel like I was alone in this process but to know that people I love go through this was maddening. One thing I am for certain about is that I will cease to exist as Aaron one day and it pains me to see people not living the lives they want to live. So, I took a shot of Tennessee whiskey, Shaved off the beard, Stopped playing NBA2k13 and Called my mama. This was the phone conversation:
Me: Mama, we aint no punks!
Mama: That’s right baby, I didn’t raise any punks!
Me: Mama let’s fuck shit up and smash Patriarchy!!!
Mama: That’s Right!!!
Off my ass and into the world, I started to look at the foundations of my social anxiety.
My name is Aric McBay. I’m the primary author of the book Deep Green Resistance and was (rather briefly) one of the original people behind the organization which Be Scofield writes about on your website.
You mention in your piece that I’m a founder, but what you probably don’t know is that I left the organization at the beginning of 2012 after a trans inclusive policy was cancelled by Derrick Jensen and Lierre Keith. Many good people and good activists left the organization for that reason.
I find these transphobic attitudes to be disgusting and deeply troubling, and it bothers me a lot to have any past association with people promoting transphobia.
For me, trans rights and trans inclusion are fundamental to building effective movements and to building a world worth living in. Speaking as the main author of the book that inspired the organization in the first place: they are most definitely my core values.
And transphobia—like racism and sexism and classism and homophobia—is a poison that those in power use to destroy movements and ruin lives. When faced with such poisons, who needs COINTELPRO?
Solidarity between movements is the only hope we have. I would appreciate it if you would mention this as an addendum on your piece, because I want to make it clear to people that I, and the vast majority of radical environmentalists, fully support trans rights and trans inclusion. I don’t want to allow a few outliers to drive wedges between movements that can and should support each other.
Sigh… This was in response to several trans people requesting that DGR leave the Law and Disorder conference.
Anyone else notice that there is nothing deep or resistant about the so called “Deep Green Resistance?” Shit, with it’s authoritarian marxist leanings it won’t be long before it isn’t green either. It’ll all become about economics and old left analysis the same way all the Marxist green groups eventually do.
Anyhow, transphobia, speciesism, cop-collaboration, and other nonsense run deep enough with DGR that I think they are best avoided.
I asked all of the gay male students in the room to raise their hand if in the past week they touched a woman’s body without her consent. After a moment of hesitation, all of the hands of the gay men in the room went up. I then asked the same gay men to raise their hand if in the past week they offered a woman unsolicited advice about how to “improve” her body or her fashion. Once again, after a moment of hesitation, all of the hands in the room went up.
These questions came after a brief exploration of gay men’s relationship to American fashion and women’s bodies. That dialogue included recognizing that gay men in the United States are often hailed as the experts of women’s fashion and by proxy women’s bodies. In addition to this there is a dominant logic that suggests that because gay men have no conscious desire to be sexually intimate with women, our uninvited touching and groping (physical assault) is benign.
T-Paining Too Much: The Meme-ification of Charles Ramsey
So many big questions to ask about Cleveland, so much to grapple with. So much that is unthinkable but needs so direly to be thought about. I feel like it’ll be a while before I can say anything intelligent about it. But in the meantime here are some thoughts about the side questions around the Charles Ramsey phenomenon.