Some of these are pretty old, but worth it! Hopefully this is the return of regular Friday Linky Loves.
Standard intro - Linky Love is basically a cobbling together of posts I've noticed around the traps that have set off little tiny sparkles inside my head, and which I would possibly write about or comment on if I didn't need to sleep, eat, work, that kind of stuff. I usually put Linky Love volumes up weekly, on Friday mornings, although sometimes I sneak them in on Thursday for various reasons. I hope you like it.
As always if you have a post of your own, or some else's, that you'd like to highlight please feel free to add it in comments, or to discuss the above posts, or indeed most anything else.
Capitalism Bad - Review: Rosita - Maia contributes an interesting run-down on an intriguing film about an 8 (eight) year old trying to get an abortion in Latin America.
Ethical Martini - Three cheers for Hone Harawira - Marty adds his views to the debate about Hone calling Howard a racist over his treatment of aboriginal communities.
Feministe - Morans - I just really like the pic that accompanies this brief post by Jill.
House of Ghetsuhm - Once upon a time... - Ghet wrote a great post a while back about Labyrinth, which I totally heart (the post and the film) but have only just got around to linky loving.
LeftAlign - The Vocabulary of Protest - LA writes about the way protests are reported in the media and how this can skew perception.
Maramatanga - Objection - The best damn round up of the objections to the proposed electorate boundary changes. Much more interesting than I am making it sound.
Well Urban - Toytown -
Tom does some digging about what is happening to the houses affected by the Wellington City Bypass.
Previous volumes of Linky Love (1 - 17) can be found over here.
3 comments:
If you liked the Labyrinth post, there are some semi-intelligent comments on the LJ version of the post too:
http://ghetsuhm.livejournal.com/44020.html
Cheers ghet, will have a looksie!
Everyone loves Labyrinth. Witness: back in 96 or 97 or so, at Vic Uni, I was organising a club-fundraising screening of Labyrinth. I wandered around campus handing out flyers to everyone I could. I was astonished at the level of enthusiasm from men and women of all ages and persuasions (within the Uni demographic at least). The fundraiser was so successful it paid for the club's needs for about the next two years.
And yet, as much as I love it, I have always understood that on some crucial level it is not mine to understand. Because I was a boy, not a girl, and it was very clearly talking to the girls.
(Although I guess it helped that every boy who saw it instantly fell in love forever with Jessica Connelly. I certainly did.)
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