Her words still ringing in my ears
Everybody should read this interview with
rose_lemberg, linguist, poet, founder and co-editor of Stone Telling, and general all-round awesome person. And look forward to Bridgers when it sees well-deserved print at last.
Note from the offline world, made on my way to the doctor's this morning. The buses go by reading "WE ARE ONE BOSTON" and "BOSTON STRONG" in between their route numbers and destinations. That was weird enough when it was just on Facebook.
Note from the offline world, made on my way to the doctor's this morning. The buses go by reading "WE ARE ONE BOSTON" and "BOSTON STRONG" in between their route numbers and destinations. That was weird enough when it was just on Facebook.

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Excellent. I wish you could write some major publishing house and let them know.
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That really does sum up the MBTA.
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I'm not sure how I feel about "WE ARE ONE BOSTON." Somerville is not Boston is not Watertown is not Cambridge. I'm comfortable with "BOSTON STRONG" on buses, as on Facebook and other media...but I read about somebody getting it tattooed on her forearm, and that gave me the creeps. (It was probably on the muscle on the outside of the forearm, which is not as disturbing as the palm side where I first imagined it.)
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I'm not really comfortable with either of them for reasons I should probably examine when I am in somewhat sharper mental state, but I think it is something about the assumption of solidarity: it is like being welcomed among my own kind when I attend a science fiction convention, when I know that what we share is a substrate of literature, an increased likelihood of not needing to explain conversational references, and (although I hope this is beginning to change) some massive disagreement about boundaries and reasonable social behavior. Groups assuming I am part of them when I don't feel like it. Groups assuming certain things about me based on their recognition of me as one of their own, whatever they believe that to mean. But there is a political component; I mistrust the way events or attitudes can be swept up from outside. And I don't like being told what I should feel—tough, resistant, part of a strong city. I'm not going about my daily business because I am from Boston and therefore I'm wicked stubborn, not letting the terrorists win. Things need to get done. That's not urban identity. That's just what people do.
I think there are ways in which I am really not designed for community.
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It's on the wall of the Harvard station. From an anthropological standpoint, I find it fascinating that the hashtag has migrated off Twitter to graffiti. As someone who doesn't use Twitter, I just want to be sure people know the hyperlink doesn't actually work when there's no internet.