Professionalism is a funny term, because it masquerades as neutral despite being loaded with immense oppression. As a concept, professionalism is racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, classist, imperialist and so much more — and yet people act like professionalism is non-political. Bosses across the country constantly tell their employees to ‘act professionally’ without a second thought. Wear a garment that represents your non-Western culture to work? Your boss may tell you it’s unprofessional. Wear your hair in braids or dreadlocks instead of straightened? That’s probably unprofessional too. Wear shoes that are slightly scuffed because you can’t yet afford new ones? People may not think you’re being professional either.
The Last Summer ‘Supermoon’ Of 2014 Is Also A Harvest Moon

Skywatchers, you’re in for a treat. Tonight’s “supermoon” is a pretty special one.

When the moon turns full on Monday, Sept. 8 at 9:38 p.m. EDT, it not only will become the last supermoon of the summer, but also this year’s Harvest Moon — which is a full moon that occurs closest to the autumnal equinox.”

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PHOTOGRAPHY OF AFRICA:

Featured by The Huffington Post:

“Normally we’d expect a photographic documentation of a foreign country to take us on of people, places and things. The nouns of the journey. Yet Helsinki-born photographer Osma Harvilahti uses a different map, navigating instead using adjectives.

Using colors and silhouettes as a compass, Harvilahti captured unexpected spurts of beauty during his two week journey through Kenya earlier this year. “The connection between the compositions is purely visual,” he explained to the Huffington Post in an email. “And the series is built on color codes and other abstract visual links between the images.”

Behold, the cool blues, mellow yellows and occasional dashes of red that make Kenya pop. After seeing this series, we wish the average travel companion would come organized by colors instead of regions. If you like what you see, you’ll likely enjoy Harvilahti’s similar image-driven trip through Morocco.”

We live in a world where not only does everyone have to have an opinion, but it tends resonate more if the opinion is shitty and mean. So unless you’re saying something really shitty about something, you’re not going to get heard. There were a lot of great reviews that really liked the show and thought it was really interesting. The stuff that kind of got through was negative: “‘Arrested,’ Not What It Was.” That was inevitable! People trip over themselves to be the first to say the shit thing. They go out of their way. That, by way, cuts across everything. “Arrested Development” is not the only example of that. Everybody is susceptible to that. Not like I need to make some huge social commentary, but it’s absolutely true. People can’t wait — whether it’s Twitter or Facebook — people can’t wait to say something shitty.
—  Will Arnett, on what he thought about the response to Season 4 of “Arrested Development.” (huffingtonpost)
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I was on Huffington Post live talking about New Years Resolutions and Diets!

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The UK Huffington Post posted an article all about Vader. Vader was a beloved pet fox who harmed no one, and due to a crazy animal activist in tumblr who filed a false bite claim, and an officer who did not follow protocol, he was killed. Regardless of some peoples opinions on keeping these animals as pets, please help out for Vader. I rescued a fox and they definitely are NOT suited for the general public and are NOT domestic exactly like cats or dogs. I cannot imagine how his family must feel, foxes change your life deeply and quickly. Please sign this petition and pass it around and help get some justice for Vader and his family. No animal, exotic or domestic, should have to suffer like this. This petition is asking the government to make it mandatory that all domestic animal bites and attack reports are fully investigated. https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/have-mandatory-investigation-all-domesticated-animal-biting-and-attack-reports/DfbtNprX http://m.huffpost.com/uk/entry/4847127 #vader #vaderfox #vaderpetfox #vaderthefox #justiceforvader #maythefoxbewithyou #huffingtonpost #petition (at https://petitions.whitehouse.gov/petition/have-mandatory-investigation-all-domesticated-animal-biting-and-attack-reports/DfbtNprX)

What is affectional bonding, “AB”? It’s defined as emotionally significant, not transitory, involving a particular person who is not interchangeable with anyone else. “AB” is being responsive and open to deeper, intimate experiences with women you know, love, and admire — like the friend you travel with to Europe every summer or the quiet, interesting gal in your book club. Maybe my lonely, single, women friends who’ve been influenced by outmoded values and religious beliefs, but hungry for appreciation should consider “AB.”

If you’re still not ready to make any sexual leaps, but want a caring touch, consider cuddle parties: www.cuddleparty.com. One participant said, “My experience at cuddle parties has blown the top off my ability to experience pleasure and intimacy in a safe environment with open, honest and warm people. It’s given me the ability to make changes in my own way of thinking, making a big improvement in my other relationships…”

For those who want love and contentment in their lives, maybe they already have it with the loving adoring devoted women in their life — that love just doesn’t happen to have a penis. But, since the social acceptance of nice girls who own vibrators, the sexual need for men could become obsolete in the next decade or two…

Ladies, tired of the hairy chest? Try the softer touch. Has erectile dysfunction got you down and disappointed? Try reframing your options. With affectional bonding, enjoy everything you ever wanted without the messy clean-up.

Mid-life women have a sense of wonderment about the world, spontaneity, and they can navigate life’s ups and downs with a sense of humor. Experiencing menopause through the same lens is a bonding experience. Women stick around. So why not hold them a little closer?

Thanks Huffington Post, for turning bisexuality into an escape route from m*n. I wonder if this will be better than being considered the first bus stop on the way to chilled Mimosas at GAYGAYGAYtown. 

I think those lonely, single friends are likely lonely and single for being awful rather than all these hairy chests and erectile dysfunction. Also, I’d love to see an article on men exploring bisexuality to escape having their surface layer of skin seared off from inadvertent hot flashes or getting too many hairs stuck in their teeth each night at sexy supper time. 

Huffington Post Reviews #LoveApparatus Live in Philly 

written by Craig Carpenter 

The roots of rock and roll come from the African American music of gospel and blues. Everyone knows that. For those who don’t, let Jesse Boykins III stand as a statement of fact and proof. Returning to Philadelphia for the first time since 2008, and greeted by a young crowd of rabid R&B fans — the kind of crowd that chides an opening act for daring to cover D’Angelo’s “How Does It Feel” while fully clothed. The kind of crowd hungry for… no, starving for R&B. Into this city, whose musical history includes the oeuvre of Philly International Records, the Delfonics and the Spinners, Boykins sauntered into the cavernous Union Transfer, to deliver a reminder of where soul music comes from. The audience, however, a collection of mostly twenty-something music and style cognoscenti, clearly didn’t need the lesson. The venue, formerly a popular family-style Italian restaurant, outfitted with stained glass windows, ornate chandeliers and dark wood furnishings provided a fitting, churchly pomp for the spirited performance of Boykins and his magnificent band. There was no choir, but there was indeed, a sermon.

To be fair, his music has already been affixed another moniker. His fans and reviewers have dubbed it “World Soul,” because he so gracefully combines elements of many genres, including near and far Eastern rhythms and melodies. Many artists are hesitant to accept labeling, and Boykins is no exception. He does however use another term: schwaza, which is a feeling or moment of positivity and excitement. Described as such (and used as a pronouncement throughout his show), the term is certainly fitting. This is emotional music, evocative of feeling good. Which was evident in the reception he received at Union Transfer, as well as in the hearty call and response his performance garnered.

Philadelphia is known amongst musicians as one of the harder cities to play, with it’s knowledgeable audience, keenly aware of style over substance. It’s been many years since a legitimate “Soul Man” could command a stage with the operatic control of a conductor, the physical grace of a danseur, and the aggressive, yet tender cooing, a la, Teddy Pendergrass (albeit in falsetto). Panties were not thrown on stage, this time, as, perhaps, the practice is considerably less common these days. None the less, the mostly female crowd overwhelmingly approved, and was rewarded with about an hour and a half of material from his new album, as well as crowd favorite catalog material, including a stunning cover of the James Blake ballad, “Limit To Your Love.” It should be noted that while Blake’s music has been called “minimalist,” Boykins’ rendition of the song should then be called “maximalist,” as he extended the spare, subtle song into a tour de force experience which would take a bit to convince one it was indeed a cover. His own material, mesmerized throughout the show. Standouts included “The Blame Game,” “The Wonder Years” and “Make Believe,” undulating with deep, curled bass lines and crisp snares. For his generation — this is grown folk’s music. Frankly, this was an all-around great performance, from a young prodigy, maybe still growing to his greatness. His delivery of showmanship, theater, style and gutsy performance is only underserved by the barren landscape of contemporary radio. There’s no place for this kind of star on the frequency modulated dials, but the savvy listener will find him anyway.

Boykins, a native of Chicago, now making his home among the brood of artists and creatives that is Brooklyn, has earned a quiet reputation nationwide, equally as a producer, collaborator, performer — even music video director. Having previously released two EP’s and one full length album, the two-week-old tour to support his latest release, The Love Apparatus, has brought him to dates on the West and East coasts, and will carry on to Europe later this summer.

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