31.5.07

um, nip slips? seriously?






as spotted recently on facebook -
this banner. i want to kill myself.


28.5.07

vocalist on the loose

well, after two years of singing gladys, aretha, and diana with slippery slope, i have decided to move on in search of new musical outlets. my love of old school r&b has certainly not waned, but i'm ready for more challenge. my time in the project has - at the very least - allowed me to rekindle a passion, dust off my instrument, and know better what i want to do with it. so ...help a lost singer out. am glad to be pointed toward whatever kind of musical opportunity, project, or collaboration anyone might know of. meeting musicians, talking shop, inching out of comfort zones - i'm in the mood. my style? i'm all about soul. it would be great to pursue more jazz, for sure. but my itch'd also be soothed by r&b, funk, latin and afro beats, SOUL. bring it on!

10.5.07

the sarkozy effect

the riotous proletariat of france has sure spoken, but it would seem perhaps not loudly enough at the polls. thank you, confounding french electorate, for hoisting sarkozy up into the big chair from where he can now validate and help proliferate the frightening tendencies of the post-911 law and order leadership... that global conglomerate hell bent on clamping down, fencing up, and weeding out. let us brace ourselves for the kind of brazen immigration and 'security' policies that might make bush seem soft.

and as if here in quebec, we weren't already sickened by the rise in cultural protectionist sentiment that is dialing up the backlash, coaxing xenophia out of the shadows so it's almost mainstream as montreal fashion.

7.5.07

colour me summer

wandered over to the byward market after my morning swim today. the stalls are going up. and you know what that means. glorious summertime. looking forward to being a hot child in this city. the sunshine and the signs of the season are prodding my mood upwards. picked me up a juicey smoothie and couldn't resist these stunning orchids:





you ain't never seen colours this brilliant, i bet. check 'em. they smell just as they look -- like promise.

3.5.07

petty censorship, pt I

i have been pressured to 'take down' apparently 'inflammatory' parts of an old blog post that refer to someone i don't care for. i had considered the matter put to bed nearly six months ago, but fresh pressure now comes from an organizational entity that has offered me 'the chance' to remove the comments before they issue a formal letter of 'complaint' to the organization.

why there is still interest in this blown-out-of-proportion issue is BEYOND me. what is the fuss about? expressions of dislike – sentiments about someone that are not unknown to folks within the organization. i certainly didn’t breach any agreements or contravene any rules. most importantly, i did nothing to warrant organizational intervention of any kind. i did nothing wrong, and that would be true whether i hold a titled position in the org or not. the blogosphere is a place for people to express themselves, freely. my modest page within it is a personal place where i explore 'the line', sometimes nudging it. i stand behind what gets said here, and have welcomed all kinds of commentary – positive or negative. i feel pretty strongly about the integrity of this medium, and my own integrity as a dabbler in it.

so … when unofficially approached in december via the org with the suggestion to remove the comments and/or apologize for them, i chose to do neither. i did, however, write a letter to the person in question. in it, i committed to not blog about her again and to remain professional in our interactions. i invited her to get back to me if she wanted to discuss things further. she did not. and that was that. the post in question never occurred to me again.

but oh gosh, now it’s a scandal, anew.

while i suppose i should be flattered that this much attention (aka pertinence) is being given this page, i mostly feel sad that some colleagues have little better to do than obsess over a handful of my words instead of focusing on any small piece of the critical work so desperately needed in our organization. i also find it fascinating that a remark about how unpalatable i find someone elicits this absurd backdoor response, yet no concern has ever been raised over any of the bazillion negative things i’ve said about the Party. twisted thought policing, i think … hardly the democratic principles we are supposed to espouse.

to attempt to activate recourse that has no business being activated implies a motive that does nothing to help your case. don’t drag organizational letterhead into this – first of all, it doesn’t belong here whatsoever, and secondly, doing so only fortifies the criticism in question.

seems to me the best defense against negative comments is to conduct oneself in a manner that would contradict them. in other words, prove the naysayer wrong by going about doing good, integrity-filled work. and when you or your protective friends want to lash back, doing so in an appropriate, impersonal way would better make the point.

that’s my strategy, anyways. being a firey chick with a big mouth – never mind any sort of leader or head of something – means people dislike me. for better or worse, it comes with the territory. far worse shots have been taken at me than the words at the centre of this here (mini) storm, but i pick my battles carefully. i find it more vindicating to keep at the work and activism that i believe speak well for me than to heed the small sticks and stones. we should all be too busy for that.

so my decision to remove the comments is not about intimidation or fear of a baseless letter. this is about hoovering the pesky crumbs that insist on creeping back onto my plate. it would be a waste of everyone’s time to give the complaint any time. plus it would be exasperating for me to have to challenge this attack as without merit. and it'd be downright embarrassing for those trying to make a case out of it.

so to anyone who has been offended or hurt by something said here (or anywhere else on the net, really), i say this: pay no attention to me. really. or else get into it with me. or else get a page of your own and get things off your own chest. that’s what the blogosphere is all about ... a free exchange of ideas - discomforting honesty, icky words, and all.