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panel review: “not in my backyard: heterosexism and homophobia in our communities.”

dear readers,

i gave a speech today. at an all day panel event called, “not in my backyard: heterosexism and homophobia in our communities.” what a right on name for today’s panel-stage pace university. all of us panelist-performers: colored, queer, and bright as lights. yes i said, bright. as. lights. the event was a beautiful experience, as much political art as story telling as speech giving. in a rather profit oriented academic institution (!). what movement. hark, what movement.

and what performances, Marga Gomez, Andrea Cofino, Simply Rob, Sadaat, stirring, we were all so stirring. Here’s the flyer.

and, oh yeah, today in hip hop politics we reviewed the: electric slide, the wop, the robocop, the chachachaslide, the dolla wyne. yes lords, the dolla. wyne.


prof. singh

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thank you for over 100,000 hits. a song and film for you, in gratitude.

dear readers,

a couple years ago i guided a latina student into do her hip hop politics midterm paper on chicano rap. she ended up winning a university wide award for that shit. via her momentum, she took flight, now you might see her on univision talking about a protest she organized. im so proud of her. alejandra, she reminds me why i love so much to teach and encourage scholarship in young women.

today im leaving south india to head due north to bombay. my blood is cien por ciento indian, but i grew up in san diego (we call it dego, without knowing the racial implications), my hood we called mecca, also known as mira mesa. and that southern cali childhood wasn’t always so sunny, but you know whats funny, i wouldnt trade it. because its mine. chicano rap and r&b was all around, this here’s a remix of a song we used to chill to, by lighter shade of brown. the song and short film goes out to the sixoneNINE/even suburbs can’t take what’s mine/gonna create all down my life line/gods bless this path the girl she too fine/evil eye off, bring on the sunshine.

prof. singh

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valentines post #1: on feeling and sex

dear readers,

i gave this talk on sex and love last night at pace university. and the students there had startlingly relevant questions and answers on the topic. how do you know if you’re cheating (answer: if you’re even asking, you’re probably toeing a slim line)? how do you know when it’s time to move on (answer: take your time deciding, but do move on because theirs more on the other side)

temple facade in india: photo by mbs

but most pressing was the idea of separating emotions from sex. folks wondered if they should use casual sex as a way of getting over an ex. someone else asked why sex feels so much more now that they’ve come out as gay. and i have to wonder. how hard do we work to separate the heart from the body before, during, and after casual sex? and isn’t just as much work to figure out how to stay connected, instead?

look, im not knocking casual sex. but i do think that love and sex are historically connected for a reason. because they enhance each other. complement each other. make each other more juicy, more whole.

here goes some love poems, inspired by a chance encounter with casual sex, based on a true story:

this need for your seed
breeds hot in my soil
makes me hurt
makes me open
my shit
is open


they pulse
around you
i think
i found you
and i don’t worry
i’ll lose you
until i do
and that container too
is my favorite color blue


whatever the lilting
breath baby be
on your way
made love that day
and perhaps it was
all game
but that’s not such a shame
albeit rather lame


screw me
fold in 2, 3
together we
weren’t shit
at least we both hit
and that’s it


you show
will be
steady me
downright levy me
against the flood
of love


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