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	<title>Comments on: represent</title>
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	<description>ten years of jessamyn</description>
	<pubDate>Sun, 12 Oct 2008 22:19:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Chris</title>
		<link>http://www.jessamyn.com/journal/2007/11/represent#comment-600</link>
		<dc:creator>Chris</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 21:32:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your post has me torn.  On the one hand, I agree that fear is used to keep us cowed and consuming.  But on the other hand, I have lived in some cities.  I have been jumped by teens on the street for no reason.  My apartment was robbed.  I have had some serious health issues to deal with. My mother grew up in the projects in Brooklyn.She doesn't talk about it much, but has occasionally let slip the odd story about heroin addicts lying in the hallways.  I think it all adds up to make me feel more fragile - I know I can be harmed.   There is NO WAY I am opening my house up to strangers arriving at 2:00 in the morning.  I guess that's the consequence of the choices I have made in my life.  But hey, I just want to say, be careful out there.  Things can and do go amok, amuck, whatever - SNAFUs happen.  Please, please, watch your back.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your post has me torn.  On the one hand, I agree that fear is used to keep us cowed and consuming.  But on the other hand, I have lived in some cities.  I have been jumped by teens on the street for no reason.  My apartment was robbed.  I have had some serious health issues to deal with. My mother grew up in the projects in Brooklyn.She doesn&#8217;t talk about it much, but has occasionally let slip the odd story about heroin addicts lying in the hallways.  I think it all adds up to make me feel more fragile - I know I can be harmed.   There is NO WAY I am opening my house up to strangers arriving at 2:00 in the morning.  I guess that&#8217;s the consequence of the choices I have made in my life.  But hey, I just want to say, be careful out there.  Things can and do go amok, amuck, whatever - SNAFUs happen.  Please, please, watch your back.</p>
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		<title>By: JW</title>
		<link>http://www.jessamyn.com/journal/2007/11/represent#comment-572</link>
		<dc:creator>JW</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 06:17:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>James' notion of genuine options is a "favorite hobby horse" of yours?  Me, too!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>James&#8217; notion of genuine options is a &#8220;favorite hobby horse&#8221; of yours?  Me, too!</p>
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		<title>By: Jessica</title>
		<link>http://www.jessamyn.com/journal/2007/11/represent#comment-568</link>
		<dc:creator>Jessica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 00:32:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Young men in snowpants? And you didn't call me? :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Young men in snowpants? And you didn&#8217;t call me? :)</p>
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