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A list of some things I am excited about doing in Philadelphia in no particular order

  1. Seeing my best friend, Leighann.
  2. EATING STUFF!
  3. Showing Mikal around various hoods!
  4. Museums!
  5. WATER ICE!
  6. Free concerts!
  7. CHEESE STEAKS!!
  8. WAWA EVERYTHING!
  9. Driving a car on Kelly Drive!
  10. Riding a bike on Kelly Drive!
  11. Riding public transit and getting places in a reasonable amount of time!
  12. GOING TO H&M!
  13. Reasonably priced food trucks!
  14. Being in a close proximity to at least 4 other major American cities!
  15. 24 hour everything!
  16. Bars that close at 2 (trust me, bars that close at 4 aren’t all they’re cracked up to be after you’re about 29 years old)
  17. Very few people will recognize my face.
  18. Free ATMs!
  19. Delis!
  20. Diners!

specialnights:

The Move 9

1985. Philadelphia city police dropped a bomb on this block (Osage Avenue)  and let it burn. Five children and six adults, members of a small radical collective called MOVE, died; 61 homes in a middle-class neighborhood were destroyed. As the nation watched, Philadelphia became the city that bombed its own people.

The firefighters were stopped from putting out the fires based on allegations that firefighters were being shot at, a claim that was contested by the lone adult survivor Ramona Africa, who says that the firefighters had earlier battered the house with two deluge pumps when there was no fire. Police shot at those trying to escape the house and acknowledge firing over 10,000 rounds.

I lived close enough to this at the time that I know what burning human flesh smells like.

Philadelphia: This skyline is more phallic than your skyline.

Philadelphia: This skyline is more phallic than your skyline.

First glimpse of the Center City #philadelphia skyline <3 (at Girard Avenue Bridge)

First glimpse of the Center City #philadelphia skyline <3 (at Girard Avenue Bridge)

Roxborugh/Manyunk neighborhood in Philly as seen from 76 #philadelphia!

Roxborugh/Manyunk neighborhood in Philly as seen from 76 #philadelphia!

Judge halts Pennsylvania voter ID law
10:12AM EST October 2. 2012 - A Pennsylvania judge is putting a halt to the state&#8217;s voter identification requirements, ordering today that it not be enforced for the presidential election just five weeks away.
The ruling by Judge Robert Simpson could be appealed. Under the state law, voters must show a valid photo ID to cast a vote.
photo via philly.com

Judge halts Pennsylvania voter ID law

10:12AM EST October 2. 2012A Pennsylvania judge is putting a halt to the state’s voter identification requirements, ordering today that it not be enforced for the presidential election just five weeks away.

The ruling by Judge Robert Simpson could be appealed. Under the state law, voters must show a valid photo ID to cast a vote.

photo via philly.com

Philadelphia Freedom!

I’ll be in Philly from July 1st - July 8th. 

I wanna try to hit the jersey shore at some point, drink Yuenglings, get around on public transit and eat unreasonable amounts of cheesesteaks.

I haven’t been traveling much lately because I’ve been:

  1. unemployed
  2. therefore broke
  3. and depressed
But now I’m slightly unemployed, less broke and I’m keeping depression at bay, so it’s time to get the fuck out of louisville! This is a beautiful city, but my sanity needs injection of a large city from time to time to stabilize.
I also start to get antsy after being in the same place for a long time with no breaks.

Some people I know were also going to go to Philly this weekend, but they’re putting on a big music/art event instead because one of the headliners had a schedule conficlt.

No Philadelphia?

I wanna new therapist. Mine doesn’t understand oppression and being reasonably angry at it.

popca:

grrlyman:

dumbthingswhitepplsay:

dizzzypie:

Like, I explain that I hate people who are bigots and she is like “you may be in the right, but you are doing the same thing they are” and I am like “No, i am living my life and defending myself when they direct hate against me”, but she doesn’t get that i guess. I kinda want a queer woman of color as a therapist. I feel like that would be better

i really fucking hate that “you are doing the same thing they are”

one is going to get someone killed

the other is going to get stupid crackers saying shit like “you’re doing the same thing they are”

LET’S LOOK AT THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THESE SHALL WE

YUP. I went to a therapist recently and she called me a racist and then asked “Why would you want to become a man if you hate them so much.”

GURL BYE.

And I didn’t pay that cracker either.

this typa shit is why i am not in therapy because i don’t want to put up with this bullshit. 

JUST FYI:

If you live in Philly, (or anywhere in the Deleware valley accessible to philly), and want to see a Queer, WOC therapist, my bff practices in north Philly and I can give y’all the hookup. Her office takes medicare and all that jazz.

(Source: momdiggity)

I would love to tell you a great story about how I got drunk at the south philly Chickie &amp; Petes one night (I actually have a lot of those stories) and stole a glass (I have plenty of accidentally removed glassware stories) from there, and that is why I own this glass.
But alas, the story of me owning this glass?
I had been living in Louisville for about 3 or 4 years, and I was at the Philadelphia International Airport. I walked over 4 terminals from where I was waiting for my plane to go to chickie and petes and get drunk/eat crabfries &amp; cheese dip/use my laptop for free &amp; enjoy seafood.
I talked to some guy from somewhere in the UK and he told me his wife is from Doylestown and her parents are conservative, and he &#8220;Didn&#8217;t very well understand how they can vote against their own bloody interests.&#8221; 
Anyway, they were selling these 1/2 pint glasses for 7 bucks, and I bought one because I love my dirty, rude, obnoxious, fat, loud hometown.

I would love to tell you a great story about how I got drunk at the south philly Chickie & Petes one night (I actually have a lot of those stories) and stole a glass (I have plenty of accidentally removed glassware stories) from there, and that is why I own this glass.

But alas, the story of me owning this glass?

I had been living in Louisville for about 3 or 4 years, and I was at the Philadelphia International Airport. I walked over 4 terminals from where I was waiting for my plane to go to chickie and petes and get drunk/eat crabfries & cheese dip/use my laptop for free & enjoy seafood.

I talked to some guy from somewhere in the UK and he told me his wife is from Doylestown and her parents are conservative, and he “Didn’t very well understand how they can vote against their own bloody interests.” 

Anyway, they were selling these 1/2 pint glasses for 7 bucks, and I bought one because I love my dirty, rude, obnoxious, fat, loud hometown.

for-an-anarchist-hyrule:

The day the pigs in Philly bombed Osage Ave house, the home of the Africa family, an anarcho-primitivist black liberation movement.  11 people died including John Africa and 5 children.  60 homes were destroyed.
Earned Philly the sobriquet “The City That Bombed Itself”

The MOVE house wasn&#8217;t too far away from where I lived. I was 4 years old when the city decided to attack American citizens with firebombs.
We were in the neighborhood around the day of the bombing, and let me tell you something: You never forget what burning bodies smell like.

for-an-anarchist-hyrule:

The day the pigs in Philly bombed Osage Ave house, the home of the Africa family, an anarcho-primitivist black liberation movement.  11 people died including John Africa and 5 children.  60 homes were destroyed.

Earned Philly the sobriquet “The City That Bombed Itself”

The MOVE house wasn’t too far away from where I lived. I was 4 years old when the city decided to attack American citizens with firebombs.

We were in the neighborhood around the day of the bombing, and let me tell you something: You never forget what burning bodies smell like.

(Source: kropotkitten)

My favorite moment from last night&#8217;s Occupy Philly livestream.

My favorite moment from last night’s Occupy Philly livestream.

occupylouisville:

According to the Philadelphia Police Department & the Mayor’s office, Occupy Philly is being evicted from Dillworth Plaza (City Hall) today at 5pm.

A lot of this is bullshit.

I lived in Philly for most of my life, and although I haven’t lived there under the misguided rule of Mayor Michael Nutter, I think he’s a tool.

So, according to people I’ve talked to from Occupy Philadelphia, the eviction is happening because the city is renovating City Hall. At first I was down for them to stay, because, well… Fuck city hall.

But this isn’t about washing some gargoyles. This is about creating 1,000 permanent jobs and a new, indoor farmer’s market. Uh, I think that’s reason enough to move.

The other side to this is that the city doesn’t want them camping overnight anymore. Not at Dillworth, and not at the other park across the street at the park with the chess pieces & dominoes in it. Philly, you’re fucked up there. 

If philadelphia knows ANYTHING about its residents is that they’re gonna do what they want.

What I think Occupy Philly should do is to move to the new location to make way for the farmer’s market & stuff. But when they get there, take their tents and all that shit and make camp ANYWAY. Fuck ‘em. They let you camp all this time, and set a precedent that folks can make an encampment in center city— keep it going. Too little too late. You shoulda squashed it months ago. 

An old saying from Philadelphia: “Don’t start none. Won’t be none.”

And this is most definitely the police starting some. I anticipate some of the worst police/protester violence this country has seen to come out of Occupy Philadelphia this evening. Honestly.