March 2012
Curator of Curiosities: An Open Letter to Florida State University: Chris Brown & Domestic Violence →
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Dear FSU,
Everyday I walk into a classroom and I’m responsible for the education of dozens of impressionable college students. I try to do my job thoughtfully - wringing my hands to ensure that I’ve represented a diverse array of female and minority artists. And, let’s be honest, since I’m in an…
letter to the editor:
I was driving home late tonight, deep in thought, admittedly still a little stoned and thinking about life, naturally. I’m taking this Abnormal Psych. class, right? And so I’m constantly dissecting life and analyzing myself and everyone around me— more than I was before this class, if you can believe that. Morbid and paranoid as it is, almost every time I’m in a car I consider the vast and interesting ways I could happen to die. Firey, horrific, unusual, you name it, and I have thought about it. Just for a second.
Tonight I considered not who would care, but rather, who would feel it, instantly?
Who would feel the cord of my life cut in half?
Only one person came to mind. I have no idea what all this means, but trust that I certainly am acknowledging the significance of it.
