I haven’t written in a while – which always reads as counter-productive in our consumerist culture – given that I run a blog. The reality is that I only write when I want to and I only write what I like – but sometimes both of those things are thwarted by compulsion- entertained as a
On this week’s episode, we’re talking about the pitfalls of self-imposed exceptionalism, white female fragility, internalized misogyny, JHB streetwear culture and Doja Cat.
And we’re back again, honestly, this time around we’re just burning through a slew of topics namely the spectrum of what constitutes chaotic good vs evil.
Honestly?? I just didn’t have the liver to spend time editing an entire essay that I normally write out for you guys. I have been toying with the idea of a podcast for well over 6 months but I never felt convicted enough to just take the plunge, but today was different. Why? I don’t
SANKOFA the socialist inclined romantic Initially, this post was intended to be a feminist dialogue about the legitimacy and necessity of political profanity. The power of the femme employing vulgarity – vulgarity as a response to violence, as a response embodying the carnivalesque nature of patriarchal impositions which expect politeness… a level of borderline de-humanising
by SANKOFA the undertaker. This is a letter from the darkness. This is a disclaimer.
So here’s a more academic type article. I did this essay as part of my Visual Studies course. The brief was as follows : Discuss the communicative function of propaganda by analyzing contemporary visual examples of political propaganda from your immediate environment, be it propaganda that you see or hear in the streets, in the
Quick question : Who are you in the absence of validation? I have a weird complex, beloved readers, where I struggle to write when I’m happy. Part of me feels like its because of the fact that I’ve always been compelled to feel and experience those moments as they meet me. Writing takes those moments