Under increased anti-choice pressure from the state, Planned Parenthood has suspended all medical abortions at its Wisconsin clinics.
The suspension comes two weeks after Gov. Scott Walker signed a law that levies felony charges at abortion doctors who fail to conform to the state’s newly installed guidelines. The guidelines require a person seeking medical abortions to visit the clinic three different times–in order to prove she is not being coerced–before taking the RU-486 pill.
RU-486, commonly referred to as the “abortion pill,” is usually taken in the first nine weeks of a person’s pregnancy. For many people, it’s the preferred method of terminating a pregnancy because it can be done in the comfort and privacy of their own homes.
Planned Parenthood Wisconsin made the decision to end medical abortions at its clinics because the law puts doctors at risk, said public policy director Nicole Safar. She called the law “one more piece of very anti-women health legislation” because of its criminalizing intent.
There are only five private abortion clinics in the state, three of which are run by Planned Parenthood.
Anti-abortion advocates, such as the Wisconsin Right to Life, claim this law protects domestic violence victims from being coerced into abortions. But by limiting options and resources for people seeking abortions—especially those from low-income backgrounds—the state of Wisconsin is practicing its own form of reproductive coercion: keeping unwilling people pregnant.
After visiting SF this past weekend & reuniting with my friends, I caught a bad case of nostalgia. Luckily, I have a good amount of photos piled up over the years to keep me feeling relevant and hold me over until my next visit. But also, I have some amazingly talented friends that have been able to immortalize some of my fave people in some impressively-shot photographs. Case in point: Santiago Portilla, my talented (and handsome) friend who has a knack for being behind a lens and for working with light. Here are some of my favorite of his shots of some nothing-less-than-gem friends:
It’s unfair to expect something mind-blowing after a four-year wait, buuuut I get that it’s hard to listen to Santigold’s sophomore album without having a sense of aching anticipation for something beyond great. I’ve been reading a lot of reviews about Master of My Make-Believe. They all say the same thing: that [insert reviewer name] hoped for more. But I think that this sense of let down or string of strangely neutral reviews is just what inevitably comes with the territory of having an amazing debut album and a subsequent hiatus. And frankly, I don’t agree with the let down. Taken at face value, I think the album is quite good. Better yet, I’ll go as far to say I’ve been blasting in my car for 2 days straight and I love it. There are definitely some heavy hitters & I’ve definitely gotten double takes from other cars at me jamming out behind the wheel. What can I say? Santi’s affection for genre hopping just works for me. The album is out May 1, but you can stream the entire thing at NPR right here. You can also check out Santi at BBC1 Radio performing Creedence Clearwater Revival’s classic,”Proud Mary,” right here.
Update: The not-so-stellar reviews were ones I saw from when the album first began streaming. Since, I’ve only seen nothing but raving reviews. Warranted raves, I believe.
“Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could; some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day; you shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.”—Ralph Waldo Emerson
It must really suck being a second weekend Coacheller and having all novelty drained from Dre & Snoop’s performance. If you say it doesn’t make a difference, you’re lying. You’ve already watched Tupac’s abs on youtube 5x over. And you’ll never EVER get as excited as a first weekend Coacheller seeing the hologram on stage without any forewarning or already-experienced hype. Just another reason this whole 2-weekend thing is stupid.
That being said, the whole Tupac hologram should be a one-time thing and there shouldn’t be talks of a hologram on tour with Dre and Snoop. Does anyone remember “To Live & Die in LA”? And I quote, “California motherfucking love part 2, without g*y ass Dre.” It’s the same thing that’s wrong with continuing to put Tupac and Biggie verses on the same songs. If someone wasn’t cool with someone in life, quit imposing dying wishes upon them and forcing their squashed beefs post-mortem. However irrational the beef was, it’s not right.
There’s very few subjects I get worked up over at this point in my life. Please note, Tupac is one of them.
I’ve been anticipating the Theophilus London and A$AP Rocky collab for some time now and here they are paying homeage to one of the most prolific soul singers of our generation our parents’ generation. You can listen to it 20 times in a row like I did. Bass heavy and all about the finer, lavish things in life that you will likely never have. Just my kind of jam.
“It’s hard work micromanaging a full staff in multiple homes. There were several nannies to oversee, as well as a number of maids, butlers, chauffeurs, gardeners, tutors and private coaches. My struggles were not easy, but neither are the struggles of other stay-at-home moms all across the nation. We need to stick together and not have other women put us down for the choices we make. Not all of us are cut out to work and tend to our children, and some of us prioritize family over a fantasy that we could one day be as successful as a man. I stand by my decision to be a stay-at-home mom.”—Ann Romney, responding to Hilary Rosen’s “poorly chosen words” that she’s “never worked a day in her life”
Sans vocals, done completely on a solo guitar. Whatever you may feel about Lana Del Rey or John Mayer, this rendition of “Video Games” is, if nothing else, a pretty impressive bit of guitar work and worth a listen.