Library Jawn

This is a jawn about libraries
by Poliana Irizarry

Oct 7

fatsweatyidiot69:

fatsweatyidiot69:

So a lot of people have been publicly outing their rapists lately WHICH IS SO FUCKING COOL! Great job! Anyway, I’m gonna jump on the bandwagon and let everyone know that 2 years ago Joe Moro raped me.
For the past two weeks I’ve been really struggling with this; I posted something about it, then got an email (above) and then responded to the email, did not receive a response from Joe, so I posted my response (which I’ve resposted again, below), and then I deleted it and reposted and kept deleting and reposting, but the bottom line is, Joe Moro is a rapist. He is also active in the radical left in Philadelphia. And, like a true radical, threatened legal action against me.
Anyway, here was my response to him, which accounts exactly when, where, and how he raped me. Obviously I can’t pursue anything legally (nor would I even WANT to!) but I think it’s in everyone’s best interest to know that there’s a dude in philly who is active in cool political stuff and he’s also, you know, a fucking rapist.
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Hi Joe,
As I’m sure you can assume, hearing from you is not really the highlight of my day/life. I think you might recall that I did not respond the last time you sent me a message on facebook, which I think was sometime around March? I blocked you immediately, obviously.
Anyway, I’ve since deleted the post on my tumblr, and I instructed others to do the same.
However, I’m having a hard time understanding what your email means. I see that you say you’re “shocked” about this claim, and that you never committed the “crime” (which was rape—let’s not beat around the bush here) that I am finally accusing you of. Anyway, if we want to discuss everything here, that’s fine with me. I’m just curious as to why, exactly, you’re shocked and why you’re claiming that my statements are false. I think that we both know that you raped me, and if you don’t remember, please allow me to hash out every single detail. I’m pretty sure it was December 23rd 2012. You kept texting me to hang out that night and put a lot of pressure on me to invite you over. So, reluctantly, I did. I really didn’t want you to come over in the first place, quite honestly, because I felt very uncomfortable the first time we hooked up (which I believe was either December 20th or 21st? I had texted a friend from Atlanta about you immediately after we hooked up, asking if he knew anything about your history with women in the radical community where you had done organizing work). Anyway, you came over late December 23rd. I think I had drank a few beers before you got there, and you brought some whiskey and a few cans of Coke Zero. My room was extremely messy because I really did not care to impress you at all because I didn’t want you there in the first place.
We played Scrabble and you made a rude comment about my Haymarket book (Ecology & Socialism) and you also said my opinions regarding capitalism/prisons/white supremacy were off base. Anyway, I beat you in scrabble and things got sexy. I initially consented to penetrative sex. However, about a minute into sex, I said, “Stop I don’t want to keep doing it.” But then you kept going and so I just laid there and took it. I didn’t move, and I didn’t open my eyes, and I was totally, 100% unresponsive while you were fucking me. You finished, went to the bathroom, came back into my room, and asked if I was okay. You knew something was wrong and you knew you fucked up in a big way. In what world does a person feel compelled to ask a person who they finished fucking if they were “okay”? Which is why I’m baffled by your “shock”—are you shocked that I’m bringing it up after two years, openly and unapologetically? You obviously committed this crime, you’re obviously a rapist, so I don’t understand your confusion.
Here is what compelled me to write this—a friend of mine, who is active in another relatively small community, told me recently that one member of that community was raped by another member of that community and that this person who was raped was afraid to come forward about it. My friend, however, is very disgusted and scared of the idea that there is a rapist within her very small, very insular community. This triggered a lot of very strong emotions for me because the radical left is also a very small, insular community and there is at least one rapist (you) within it. And I know that, although I am no longer a part of Philadelphia’s radical community, there are many women I care deeply about who are actively engaged in campaigns that I know you’ve been involved with (15 Now!, for instance.) And I would feel terribly guilty if I didn’t let them know that a person with a history of rape was engaging in their spaces.
Anyway, I’d prefer if you didn’t pursue legal action, because I think we both know that the judicial system hates women, but if you feel like being a litigious dick about it, I guess I can’t really stop you!
-Diane
please reblog if you are in philly or have a lot of followers in philly. I just want people to know that this dude is a rapist. I didn’t tell anyone for two years, but now I am just super inspired by all the women I’m seeing come forward, and I hope people keep it up so people can finally figure out that rape is not ok.

wanted to boost this again because it’s literally all I think about.

fatsweatyidiot69:

fatsweatyidiot69:

So a lot of people have been publicly outing their rapists lately WHICH IS SO FUCKING COOL! Great job! Anyway, I’m gonna jump on the bandwagon and let everyone know that 2 years ago Joe Moro raped me.

For the past two weeks I’ve been really struggling with this; I posted something about it, then got an email (above) and then responded to the email, did not receive a response from Joe, so I posted my response (which I’ve resposted again, below), and then I deleted it and reposted and kept deleting and reposting, but the bottom line is, Joe Moro is a rapist. He is also active in the radical left in Philadelphia. And, like a true radical, threatened legal action against me.

Anyway, here was my response to him, which accounts exactly when, where, and how he raped me. Obviously I can’t pursue anything legally (nor would I even WANT to!) but I think it’s in everyone’s best interest to know that there’s a dude in philly who is active in cool political stuff and he’s also, you know, a fucking rapist.

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TRIGGER WARNING
————————-

Hi Joe,

As I’m sure you can assume, hearing from you is not really the highlight of my day/life. I think you might recall that I did not respond the last time you sent me a message on facebook, which I think was sometime around March? I blocked you immediately, obviously.

Anyway, I’ve since deleted the post on my tumblr, and I instructed others to do the same.

However, I’m having a hard time understanding what your email means. I see that you say you’re “shocked” about this claim, and that you never committed the “crime” (which was rape—let’s not beat around the bush here) that I am finally accusing you of. Anyway, if we want to discuss everything here, that’s fine with me. I’m just curious as to why, exactly, you’re shocked and why you’re claiming that my statements are false. I think that we both know that you raped me, and if you don’t remember, please allow me to hash out every single detail. I’m pretty sure it was December 23rd 2012. You kept texting me to hang out that night and put a lot of pressure on me to invite you over. So, reluctantly, I did. I really didn’t want you to come over in the first place, quite honestly, because I felt very uncomfortable the first time we hooked up (which I believe was either December 20th or 21st? I had texted a friend from Atlanta about you immediately after we hooked up, asking if he knew anything about your history with women in the radical community where you had done organizing work). Anyway, you came over late December 23rd. I think I had drank a few beers before you got there, and you brought some whiskey and a few cans of Coke Zero. My room was extremely messy because I really did not care to impress you at all because I didn’t want you there in the first place.

We played Scrabble and you made a rude comment about my Haymarket book (Ecology & Socialism) and you also said my opinions regarding capitalism/prisons/white supremacy were off base. Anyway, I beat you in scrabble and things got sexy. I initially consented to penetrative sex. However, about a minute into sex, I said, “Stop I don’t want to keep doing it.” But then you kept going and so I just laid there and took it. I didn’t move, and I didn’t open my eyes, and I was totally, 100% unresponsive while you were fucking me. You finished, went to the bathroom, came back into my room, and asked if I was okay. You knew something was wrong and you knew you fucked up in a big way. In what world does a person feel compelled to ask a person who they finished fucking if they were “okay”? Which is why I’m baffled by your “shock”—are you shocked that I’m bringing it up after two years, openly and unapologetically? You obviously committed this crime, you’re obviously a rapist, so I don’t understand your confusion.

Here is what compelled me to write this—a friend of mine, who is active in another relatively small community, told me recently that one member of that community was raped by another member of that community and that this person who was raped was afraid to come forward about it. My friend, however, is very disgusted and scared of the idea that there is a rapist within her very small, very insular community. This triggered a lot of very strong emotions for me because the radical left is also a very small, insular community and there is at least one rapist (you) within it. And I know that, although I am no longer a part of Philadelphia’s radical community, there are many women I care deeply about who are actively engaged in campaigns that I know you’ve been involved with (15 Now!, for instance.) And I would feel terribly guilty if I didn’t let them know that a person with a history of rape was engaging in their spaces.

Anyway, I’d prefer if you didn’t pursue legal action, because I think we both know that the judicial system hates women, but if you feel like being a litigious dick about it, I guess I can’t really stop you!

-Diane

please reblog if you are in philly or have a lot of followers in philly. I just want people to know that this dude is a rapist. I didn’t tell anyone for two years, but now I am just super inspired by all the women I’m seeing come forward, and I hope people keep it up so people can finally figure out that rape is not ok.

wanted to boost this again because it’s literally all I think about.

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theaglad:

Mobile phones

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Oct 6


m0ondust:

this fucking never fails to make me laugh

m0ondust:

this fucking never fails to make me laugh

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Oct 5
themerrymisnomer:

proletarianfeminism:

Poem: White Man, Langston Hughes (1936)


sigh..supremacy and capitalism are so tightly linked that 80 years later this is still very relevant.

themerrymisnomer:

proletarianfeminism:

Poem: White Man, Langston Hughes (1936)

sigh..supremacy and capitalism are so tightly linked that 80 years later this is still very relevant.

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100percentmen:

Deadspin’s entire editorial staff and all staff writers (there is one female contributor, who writes about cleaning). 

100percentmen:

Deadspin’s entire editorial staff and all staff writers (there is one female contributor, who writes about cleaning). 


rgfellows:

dandraco:

hollyoakhill:

do you ever think about how little Michelangelo cared

All right, everyone, grab a chair and sit back because I’m going to share with you what I learned about Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel in my Art History Class.
The man NEVER wanted to paint the damn thing. But the pope at the time “forced him to” According to my teacher. Michelangelo hated this man, I MEAN REALLY HATED HIM. So did a majority of people. The pope’s nickname translated literally means “Terrible pope”.
And the working conditions were awful. He had to work on his back with all that paint, which is filled with some toxic shit that gave Michelangelo a limp for the rest of his life. (Also, our teacher made us get on our backs and try drawing with both hands JUST to prove how bad and uncomfortable it is.)
At the time, the ceiling was so high, you could barely see it. You need binoculars to get a good look at what’s up there, by the time people could see the paintings, there was a lot of weird symbolism that Michelangelo hid up there.

This one? The creation of the sun and moon? God is mooning you. And the pope and all others after him prayed under that without knowing.

This one? At the time, dissecting was sacrilegious and everyone found out how behind God was what looked like half a brain. blah blah, science, science, that pissed everyone off.
And also, ALLLLLLL the men and women in the Sistine Chapel are all on fucking steroids. My teacher described the women’s bodies as "Men bodies with boobs slapped on."
And then there is this:

Now this is the back wall. Michelangelo actually wanted to paint this one after he finished the ceiling. (and there was a different pope too, I believe.) However, originally, EVERYONE in that painting was naked. And they didn’t like it. Adam and Eve naked? That’s cool. But Jesus? Now you crossed the line. So the pope at the time hired someone else to censor it and give the important figures clothes. He worked on it for 6 or 9 months before he died.
And then the symbolism in this one is great. Somewhere in the right, there are homosexuals in heaven. (No matter what, the Vatican will say “Those straight men are happy” I’ll get to that in a second), Michelangelo painted himself near Jesus, and the terrible pope is in hell with a snake biting his balls.
And if you were to point ANY of this out to the Vatican, they will deny all of it and claim Michelangelo was a catholic hero. In fact, when they discovered the symbolism around the 60s or 70s, the guy who told the Vatican was kicked out of the Vatican for life.
TL;DR: Michelangelo hated the pope and made the best “fuck you” of all time.

YO. ALL OF THIS^. Michelangelo was hella grumpy all of the time. It was fantastic.
However, as beautiful as this commentary is, I’m gonna make a little correction. The Pope isn’t the one in hell getting his balls bitten; that guy is actually the Papal Minister of Ceremonies a the time, Biagio de Cesena. 
See, when Michelangelo was painting this, as you said, lots of people were uncomfortable with all of the nudity (especially because the Last Judgement [back wall mural] was painted much later when nudity in religious art was even more controversial than before), but the dude who was the angriest was de Cesena. 
He was so angry that he reportedly burst in on Michelangelo while he was working (which is already a big no-no because Michelangelo’s requirements for working were mostly “fuck the hell off and leave me alone or else I quit and I will stab you in the eye with my paintbrush/chisel”.). He then proceeds to tell Michelangelo that this fresco is disgusting and obscene and shame on him etc etc. He also referred to it as “i stui di nudi”, which means “A stew of nudes” which is one of the best descriptions of a thing ever, if you ask me. 
So Michelangelo, probably on the cusp of homicide is like “Thank you for the notes. Now get the fuck out,” and de Cesena reluctantly does. 
Later, he comes to see the finished product and finds that Michelangelo had painted his portrait down in Hell to represent the Minos, King of the Dead. He has the ears of an ass and the above described crotch biting snake:

Upon seeing this and being enraged, de Cesena went to the Pope to demand that it be changed and that Michelangelo be punished. However, the Pope was SO incredibly done dealing with Michelangelo’s snark, tantrums, and general hatred of the world and everyone in it, that he didn’t want to do shit. 
The Pope’s response to him was literally to say “As Pope, I have a lot of influence on Earth and up in Heaven, but I have no jurisdiction in Hell. You’re shit out of luck.” 
And it stayed.
Michelangelo, grade A artist, snark master, and professional dick.

rgfellows:

dandraco:

hollyoakhill:

do you ever think about how little Michelangelo cared

All right, everyone, grab a chair and sit back because I’m going to share with you what I learned about Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel in my Art History Class.

The man NEVER wanted to paint the damn thing. But the pope at the time “forced him to” According to my teacher. Michelangelo hated this man, I MEAN REALLY HATED HIM. So did a majority of people. The pope’s nickname translated literally means “Terrible pope”.

And the working conditions were awful. He had to work on his back with all that paint, which is filled with some toxic shit that gave Michelangelo a limp for the rest of his life.
(Also, our teacher made us get on our backs and try drawing with both hands JUST to prove how bad and uncomfortable it is.)

At the time, the ceiling was so high, you could barely see it. You need binoculars to get a good look at what’s up there, by the time people could see the paintings, there was a lot of weird symbolism that Michelangelo hid up there.

This one? The creation of the sun and moon? God is mooning you. And the pope and all others after him prayed under that without knowing.

This one? At the time, dissecting was sacrilegious and everyone found out how behind God was what looked like half a brain. blah blah, science, science, that pissed everyone off.

And also, ALLLLLLL the men and women in the Sistine Chapel are all on fucking steroids. My teacher described the women’s bodies as "Men bodies with boobs slapped on."

And then there is this:

Now this is the back wall. Michelangelo actually wanted to paint this one after he finished the ceiling. (and there was a different pope too, I believe.) However, originally, EVERYONE in that painting was naked. And they didn’t like it. Adam and Eve naked? That’s cool. But Jesus? Now you crossed the line. So the pope at the time hired someone else to censor it and give the important figures clothes. He worked on it for 6 or 9 months before he died.

And then the symbolism in this one is great. Somewhere in the right, there are homosexuals in heaven. (No matter what, the Vatican will say “Those straight men are happy” I’ll get to that in a second), Michelangelo painted himself near Jesus, and the terrible pope is in hell with a snake biting his balls.

And if you were to point ANY of this out to the Vatican, they will deny all of it and claim Michelangelo was a catholic hero. In fact, when they discovered the symbolism around the 60s or 70s, the guy who told the Vatican was kicked out of the Vatican for life.

TL;DR: Michelangelo hated the pope and made the best “fuck you” of all time.

YO. ALL OF THIS^. Michelangelo was hella grumpy all of the time. It was fantastic.

However, as beautiful as this commentary is, I’m gonna make a little correction. The Pope isn’t the one in hell getting his balls bitten; that guy is actually the Papal Minister of Ceremonies a the time, Biagio de Cesena. 

See, when Michelangelo was painting this, as you said, lots of people were uncomfortable with all of the nudity (especially because the Last Judgement [back wall mural] was painted much later when nudity in religious art was even more controversial than before), but the dude who was the angriest was de Cesena. 

He was so angry that he reportedly burst in on Michelangelo while he was working (which is already a big no-no because Michelangelo’s requirements for working were mostly “fuck the hell off and leave me alone or else I quit and I will stab you in the eye with my paintbrush/chisel”.). He then proceeds to tell Michelangelo that this fresco is disgusting and obscene and shame on him etc etc. He also referred to it as “i stui di nudi”, which means “A stew of nudes” which is one of the best descriptions of a thing ever, if you ask me. 

So Michelangelo, probably on the cusp of homicide is like “Thank you for the notes. Now get the fuck out,” and de Cesena reluctantly does. 

Later, he comes to see the finished product and finds that Michelangelo had painted his portrait down in Hell to represent the Minos, King of the Dead. He has the ears of an ass and the above described crotch biting snake:

image

Upon seeing this and being enraged, de Cesena went to the Pope to demand that it be changed and that Michelangelo be punished. However, the Pope was SO incredibly done dealing with Michelangelo’s snark, tantrums, and general hatred of the world and everyone in it, that he didn’t want to do shit. 

The Pope’s response to him was literally to say “As Pope, I have a lot of influence on Earth and up in Heaven, but I have no jurisdiction in Hell. You’re shit out of luck.” 

And it stayed.

Michelangelo, grade A artist, snark master, and professional dick.

image

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