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I'm a writer of aricles, poems & songs. Here's some cool stuff I wrote.
Strong-voiced Pam Newman missed the obvious (and favorable) comparison to The Gossip’s Beth Ditto [and] there are Blondie-like moments (“The Depth of the Flight”).
The LEO Weekly review of Past The Legal Limit compared my vocals to Beth Ditto and songwriting style to Blondie.
Just some more of my username holding its salt.
Who doesn’t need a Japanese revenge flick starring a badass high school girl who replaces a severed arm with a motherfuckin’ chainsaw?
I miss me some Chappelle. This is wonderful news.
- *This* is excellent news.
- I’m excited that these pay-for-play services are getting into the original programming game. I hope it means they will provide premium content as good as HBO and Showtime, without the price tag.
On a personal note I hope Dave is doing well in his personal life. I’m glad he took time for himself, but we in the HK household have missed him!
BTW Sundance’s “Iconoclast” series had a fascinating episode between Chapelle and Maya Angelou.
THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH EXCLIMATION MARKS OR USAGE OF CAPSLOCK FOR HOW FUCKING EXCITING THIS SHIT IS. HE’S BACK, MOTHAFUCKKAS!
My gurl Marianna (aka WritingInBed on Tumblr) wrote an EXCELLENT op/ed piece on Hello Giggles which I found to be a delightful read. It’s about the stories we create in our minds in regards to how others (or life in general) reacts to us.
Here’s an excerpt:
When you become aware of the stories you create, you can empower yourself by remembering that you are in charge of them. When you hear a comment or opinion that you feel applies to you, I can assure you that it’s a mistake to assume someone is trying to make a jab at you. Unless they are telling you directly that you are the one being discussed, never ever create a story in your mind that you’re the person in question.
Read Marianna’s entire article on HelloGiggles.com.
Today and tomorrow I’ll be prepping for a really fun work-related (read: music-related) thing this Friday. I can’t wait to tell you all about it. I will try to remember to take pictures because I always forget. What I am really excited to tell you about is how it all came together!
I am also thinking of starting a3 video-blog specifically for content in my afropunk.com blog. I’ve had this phone which will do video for months and I have done very little with it. I think that’d be cool. What do you think?
Recently I haven’t been writing new songs, just refining what I have finished. Last night I revisited my almost finished tumblr song and started serious work on a song about masturbation.
What can I say? I know my audience.
Today’s been a pretty rockin’ day, you guys!
Looks like June 2011 is going to be the month where shit really starts to jump off. I met with a really cool (FEMALE!!) drummer, am about to do some really cool stuff with the press, and it looks like I’ll be in the studio within 30 days!
This easily tops the hipster chick rapper. Simply stunning.
This video actually kind of made me want to cry because I thought it was so beautiful. Amazing.
The internet is a wonderful place.
The noise you hear from some girl as the guy with the red tie starts singing “Prince Ali” that sounds like oh my god, I suddenly want to take off all my clothes? That is how I felt about this video.
I honestly feel that in this society I gain so much more by being white than I lose by being female, so much so that it’s often hard for me take seriously the strain of feminist thought that says I, as a woman, need to constantly focus on ferretting out and addressing every little instance of sexism I encounter.
Frankly, I’m too focused on interrogating my white middle class privilege on an ongoing basis to worry about things like meatheads who call women ‘girls’, old men in the workplace who don’t get it that women are valuable contributors, or construction workers who stare at women walking by. Sure, I wish things were different, but I just can’t spend energy on much of that. It rarely seems productive; my anger and frustration won’t change other people, but by modeling respect for others and a consciousness of my own hand in things-as-they-are, I demonstrate the positive qualities I’d like to see others take up. I change society by changing myself.
I agree that being white is more important in many ways in terms of privilege than male or female, but I’m clearly older than you, because when I was growing up, femiinis wasn’t about construction workers comments or any crap like that, it was about women earning so much less for the same job than men, about all the jobs that tried to keep women out, about the fact that women in the military were assauted often with little recourse on a frequent basis. Real issues. I had a friend who was the first female firefighter in her town, and she was harassed in physical ways that had nothing to do with stupid comments or snotty attitudes and everything to do with whether she could safely do her job, not be injured by ‘pranks,’ not be fired as a disruptive influence. If you can dismiss feminism it’s because a lot of people before you couldn’t, and fought against the limitations that society wanted to impose. Just saying.
I just came across this and I can’t remember if I ever responded (and Tumblr search is sadly useless), but my original point was not to dismiss feminism at all, and actually I, too, come from the generation where feminism was about equality and liberation and I think those are absolutely critical precepts that are worth fighting for, defending and enlarging upon.
What I was saying was that I think it’s horseshit that when there are so many deeply troubling instances of normalized racism around us every day, I see so many lengthy blog posts by feminists of the ‘a strange man told me I was attractive and I felt so violated’ and ‘It’s so terrible that I have to consider my personal safety’ varieties. Not only can I not relate, and I think it’s pretty counterproductive to the larger feminist struggle, but my point above was that this aspect of feminist thought is almost exclusively the realm of a very specific, very privileged demographic who seem to think that every interaction revolves solely around their gender, and that the most important thing in the world is their emotional comfort with every single thing that happens to them. How laughable yet sad. And certainly not what early feminists had in mind when they considered what the movement would be focused on in 40 years.
To my other point, if I was to count up the number of instances each day where I encountered sexism, and compared it to the number of times I observed or heard things I consider racist (both IRL and online), the latter would far outdistance the former.
As a woman, the vast majority of daily interactions I have with men - whether they be friends, acquaintances, colleagues, or strangers - do not result in my feeling threatened, demeaned, or made to feel less-than in any way. Is that the case for Black people in America as regards their interactions with White people in their daily lives? That’s what I’m talking about.
You make me proud to be human, Ms Cricketbites. :-)