Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 21, 2025
Some people just can’t be helped. They can’t help choosing to play the martyr, the victim. It’s fine to eventually let these people drown in the rough sea of their own making. The trick is saving the poor souls they might bring down with them.
The Power and Destruction of the Performative Dance of Trauma
In a bizarre perversion of the Orwell doublespeak, we embrace the idea that Weakness = Strength.
I Believe… [If You Appropriate, Pay the Toll]
…that cultural appropriation is best addressed by making sure those cultures appropriated are handsomely paid for it. Even then, it's iffy but economic redress is concrete rather than an apology.
"School of Hard Knocks" Teaches You Nothing More Than How to Take a Punch
Mistakes and failure are the ultimate teachers but the School of Hard Knocks Degree is a truckload of self delusion, friends. Your ability to eat a shit sandwich and not vomit makes you an expert in exactly jackshit except for being expert in being YOU and your poor taste in sandwiches. And, I hate to break it to you but YOU are not representative of any group larger than that mirror self you notice getting older and saggier every day.
Re-enlisting is a Choice
The opposite of victim is perpetrator but that's not the only choice.
Does Mockery Equal Harm or Just Wounded Feels?
"You don't get to decide whether something you said hurt me or not"
A Safer Space Than the Campus Starbucks? C'mon!
People stop believing in permanence because permanence stopped believing in them.