A collection of thoughts ... from a boy in Toronto.
Trailer for I am Sam. I almost forgot about this movie. A major inspiration.
I don’t understand how some people can cry in movies, but then outside of movies to be so apathetic towards other people. Seeing something so inspiring, doesn’t it make you want to do something — even if it’s not related to the exact same struggle you face? (and I don’t mean saviour complex. Hopefully the principle of mutual aid is being realized. And I think it is important, too, to remember who you are and how much space you take up. As someone I know wisely posed: “Is it inherently flawed for a dude to want to support and promote female musicians or activists, to make a scene or movement more equitable and meaningful? Is it fucked up identification / fetishization, or is it possible for dudes to contribute sincerely and constructively? I recognize that one of the issues could be to know when to step forward, and when to defer and step back. Challenge other men, perhaps, but don’t claim to represent. Create space, perhaps, but then open it up to others. Be diligent in giving credit where due. Empower and let women and others have control and make meaning. Any other obvious considerations?”)