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Bestselling Christian chick lit author ReShonda Tate Billingsley‘s Facebook recently posted a Facebook photo of her daughter and it’s going viral. The photo is part of her daughter’s punishment for abusing social media.
The photo’s been shared 3,600 times and counting, with most of the comments regarding it being favorable. One poster’s commends Billingsley’s no-nonsense approach: “This is YOUR CHILD, not everybody else’s! You are her parent! I approve because if you don’t do it now, the jails or worse are waiting for her! Thank you for being courageous in training your female child to be a productive citizen of our world.” Another commenter opined, “I am so through with these uber-permissive parents telling us we’re invading our children’s privacy and embarrassing them unfairly by taking control and stepping up to the plate as moms and dads. Go, ReShonda, you have my full support!” Only a very small minority of posters dissented.
What do you think? Is it ever cool to publicly punish your child? Were you ever punished in full view of friends and/or strangers? Would you try this method with your own kid?
(via Putting Your Kid On Blast: Yea or Nay? | Clutch Magazine)
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“This is how Maurice Sendak sometimes sent his letters. Just imagine getting one.” (via Letters Of Note)
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“That manic kid in that silly wolf suit has made my life pleasurable.”
In 2002, the PBS NewsHour’s Jeffrey Brown talked to Maurice Sendak about his roots as an artist and his interest in exploring children’s perceptions of everyday life.
Read the interview and read Maurice Sendak’s full biography.
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I remember that day,
when i tried to patch your pain with faith,
and you betrayed me and our family,
was it easy for you to walk away?
Full speed ahead with no turn back,
I watched the days turn your soul to black.
I never knew what your love was,
I cant except it to this day.
your life is driving me insane,
and i cant even begin to explain,
this situation to anyone,
because i’ve lost my mind
lost my mind
mad, walking like the dead,
you walked away and paid no respect,
to those who love you.
now you did it,
and its over now
no longer to be controlled,
you made your choice,
now i’m through.
and i hope and pray that sense will find you.
Im sorry
Im sorry that this is how it has to be in the end
i simply have nothing left to give
you’ve drained me,
for the worst,
I’m the one that always put you first,
I am alone
you let me down
i cant forgive you,
but my memory of you will always stay,
as a loving person, who threw it all away
Im sorry that this is how it has to be in the end
i simply have nothing left to give
you’ve drained me,
for the worst,
I’m the one that always put you first,
I am alone
you let me down
let me down.
Finding Strength
I use to view people who needed drugs or alcohol as a way to cope as weak.
I still see them as weak, but I also see them as broken and hurting.
I see they need help, they need a substitute and a way out.
Their problems are real, but they need real solutions.
I’m not even talking about bringing them to God.
I’m just talking humans helping other humans. We can talk about God when they are good and ready.
In the mean time, They need somebody to care for them. To love them. And to let them know that they are worth so much more.
This is heavy on my heart, and it was made clear to me tonight by a new friend of mine.
I can’t believe I was so ignorant before.
We should be writing acoustic stuff, but since the introduction of Chris and his keyboard not a whole lot has been done tonight. Slowly but surely.
BREAKING: The Fluffington Post Snubbed By Pulitzer Board
The 2012 Pulitzer Prizes were announced today, and media watchers were stunned by one notable absence. Among the news organizations not winning one of the prestigious awards is The Fluffington Post.
“I thought for sure their landmark coverage of Duck Duck Goosegate would get them recognition,” said Dr. Abel Jepson, a professor of communications at Columbia University. ”This is one of the worst snubs from the Pulitzer Board in the past decade.”
According to sources, Olly the Cat, a junior reporter who works at The Fluffington Post on the duck equality beat, was so distraught that he has locked himself in a conference room at FluffPo headquarters and is building a fort out of newspaper.
More on this story as it develops…
Via Salihan.
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hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that’s real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar’s chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
Are you scared as a musician? Making stale music?



