David Wojnarowicz wore this jacket in 1988, just 4 years before he’d ultimately die from AIDS. Sadly, just a few years ago some of his artistic work was censored at the Smithsonian. People in power are still content to try and erase his history and the continued struggles of people with AIDS
These men will forever be in my heart <3
[Image description: a photograph showing a white man’s back. He wears a jacket that says in large writing “If I die of AIDS- forget the burial- just drop my body on the steps of the FDA.” There is a pink triangle under the text. End.]
I want to emphasize something that I think got cut out here: Wojnarowicz wore this jacket because the US government was still following Reagan’s path and refusing to acknowlege AIDS. Some gay men were diagnosed with Gay-related Immune Deficency, but as the virus ravaged mostly gay men, poor Black people, needle drug users, sex workers, and other over-exploited people (note how these groups overlap), the US government refused to research and link these deaths. They refused to investigate or name HIV/AIDS. The FDA refused to approve tests that could identify HIV, and refused to recognize that it was blood-borne and was being transmitted not only through the means mentioned above, but blood transfusions. It was not until “innocent” people living with HIV/AIDS, like Ryan White, came out that there was an investment in HIV/AIDS research and treatment.
We need to question and even condemn the pressure on youth to find meaningful work. As long as we live in capitalism, its deep wells will poison all the streams flowing into our cities. With capitalist work, even the most holy pursuit will end up in mindlessness, subservience to stupid management, and in fighting the current trying to make some good out of a hostile situation that constantly tries to undo our efforts. This isn’t to say that some don’t enjoy their jobs. Some do. Yet on the balance, the vast majority can’t find employment that will engage them, and those who do generally must sacrifice the rest of their lives for the privilege. The real question to be raised isn’t whether you should enjoy your job or not, but whether you should dedicate your life to work. Or better, what is the relation of living to working?
While meant to provide accessible health care, recent events have shown how the Affordable Care Act (ACA) will likely serve as another tool for disciplining low-wage workers.
Last week, Wisconsin Governor Scott Walker announced that he will be using the ACA to cut the state’s Medicaid program. Although Wisconsin’s current policy provides coverages to people who earn up to 200% of the poverty line, Medicaid under the ACA will only cover those up to 100% of the poverty line, forcing the others to find healthcare in the private market.
When I hear the screams of the crowd, I think it’s because I must look stunning. Then I notice something is rising up around me. Smoke. From fire. Not the flickery stuff I wore last year in the chariot, but something much more real that devours my dress. I begin to panic as the smoke thickens. Charred bits of black silk swirl in the air, and pearls clatter to the stage. Somehow I’m not afraid to stop because my flesh doesn’t seem to be burning and I know Cinna must be behind whatever is happening. So I keep spinning and spinning. For a split second I’m gasping, completely engulfed in the strange flames. Then all at once, the fire is gone. I slowly come to a stop, wondering if I’m naked and why Cinna has arranged to burn away my wedding dress. But I’m not naked. I’m in a dress of the exact same design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeves. Or should I say my wings. Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.
Federales y soldaderas subiendo a los trenes en la estación de Buenavista, así como indumentaria revolucionaria había que terminar con 35 años de Positivismo, un sentimiento Salvaje emano de los mexicanos que destruyo el antiguo statusquo REVOLUCIÓN!