Saturday January 24th 2015, 8:01 pm
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Here’s the download link.

1. Beyoncé – Grown Woman
2. The Mountain Goats – No Children
3. Sleater Kinney – Modern Gir
4. DJ Raff – Latino N Proud
5. Regina Spektor – You’ve Got Time
6. Penny and the Quarters – You and Me
7. Vanessa Carlton – A Thousand Miles
8. Frankie Cosmos – Birthday Song
9. John Lennon – Oh Yoko!
10. Jay Z feat. Beyoncé – Part II (On the Run)
11. Taylor Swift – Shake it Off
12. Robyn – Show Me Love


Past years: 20072008200920102011. 2012. 2013


Bowling for abortion access
Monday March 17th 2014, 2:20 pm
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The Transvaginal Ultrabowlers at the 2013 NYAAF bowl-a-thon!


As you may or may not know, I moved to the Boston area a few weeks ago! As you also might know, I’ve participated in the NYAAF bowl-a-thon for two years running, raising over $2,000 to fund abortions in New York State (many of you donated in past years — thank you for your support!). What better way to acclimate myself to the Boston area than by bowling for abortion access?

It wasn’t hard to find the EMA fund. The Eastern Massachusetts Abortion (EMA) Fund is a volunteer-run organization that works to ensure that all people living in or traveling to eastern Massachusetts have access to abortion.

The EMA Fund provides people with financial counseling and with money for their abortions. They help them get onto MassHealth quickly or find doctors that will take their insurance. They negotiate with abortion providers for discounts, and they help callers pay for bus or train tickets, childcare, and translation services.

Only, here in Boston, the EMA Fund can’t host a “Bowl-a-thon” because no bowling alley will have us. You read that right: no bowling alley will have us. Either they outright don’t support abortion access, or they charge a high fee for use of the space.

On April 25th, I’ll be supporting the EMA Fund by participating in their 3rd Annual “Triathlon” (of Wii bowling, karaoke and board games). I’m fundraising for abortion access because I believe that every person has the right to make their own healthcare decisions. I believe that abortion access is a matter of social justice, economic fairness and human rights. My personal goal is to raise $1,000. Your support is crucial. Your donation of $10, $50, or $100 will help me support my new community when they need it most. Even $5 will help me reach my goal.

Check out my fundraising page here and please consider giving what you can. If you’re unable to give right now, I understand. Instead, consider forwarding this email to your friends and family, and/or posting the link to my page on your social networks to encourage others to donate.

Thank you for your support!

Monday January 27th 2014, 4:09 am
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A pretty good year. True to form, it begins and ends with Beyonce.

1. Beyonce – Love on Top
2. Taylor Swift – I Knew You were Trouble
3. Beyonce – End of Time
4. Old Table – Sherry
5. Icona Pop – I Love It
6. Justin Timberlake – Mirrors
7. Azaelia Banks – 212
8. Miley Cyrus – We Can’t Stop
9. Lorde – Royals
10. PORCHES – The Cosmos
11. Paramore – Still Into You
12. Sara Bareilles – Brave
13. Beyonce – XO

Download here.

Albums of the year:
• Janelle Monae – Electric Lady
• Beyonce – Beyonce

Past years:
20072008200920102011. 2012

SYF is important.
Monday September 23rd 2013, 3:31 am
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I don’t know who I would be if it wasn’t for SYF*.

SYF was the first place I saw kids who didn’t seem to care how they looked, and didn’t seem to care what anyone thought of them. SYF was the first place I saw girls who didn’t shave their legs; I was shocked and curious and intrigued. SYF was the first place I felt like I fit in, no matter how I dressed, no matter what I looked like. At SYF I felt safe, and that allowed me to become the person I am today.

Every Sunday, high school students from around Westchester come to a church** in Scarsdale, talk about how their weeks have been, introduce themselves, and go over the SYF rules. One rule is no drugs. One rule is not to be late. One rule is to “speak from the eye” and not to generalize or stereotype. One rule is that you can’t go to SYF and tell your parents you’re elsewhere (or tell your parents you’re elsewhere and be at SYF). Then, the group breaks into smaller groups, where everything is kept confidential, and discuss the weekly topic: anything from communication, to dreams, to gender roles, to change, to religion. Then the “big group” gets back together, plays a game, and breaks until the following week. There are two weekend retreats every year, and one lock-in, as well as other special nights and events. There are also parents nights, where SYF parents can come participate and see what SYF is all about. There are always adult advisors present, and everything is supervised.

Every high school kid needs a place like SYF. It’s a place where high school kids can be who they have been trying to be, without fear of rejection. Without fear of judgment. SYF is a place where kids can safely experiment with their identities. It’s a place where kids can meet teens from other high schools in the area, and learn from other perspectives about issues that are important to them.

Everyone who went to SYF agrees with me: SYF changes lives. I feel like most SYF alumni can’t quite imagine what high school would’ve been like without SYF. And, being an SYF alumna means you’re part of a network. If I meet an SYFer, I know they are a friend; I know they get it.

Basically, we are low on kids! If you know any high schoolers who could use a support group, think about sending them to SYF. Or, rather, if you know any high schoolers at all (they all need a support group like SYF), think about it.

Senior Youth Fellowship
7pm-9pm every Sunday
1 Heathcote Road, Scarsdale NY

*Senior Youth Fellowship (SYF) is a nondenominational peer support and enrichment group for high school students in Westchester. This year, I am an advisor! If you’d like more info or you know someone that should come to SYF, tweet me @sammylif, message me on facebook, email me at lifson.samantha@gmail.com, or comment on this blog post.

**SYF meets in a church, but is not religiously-affiliated at all. SYF started over 50 years ago as a fraternal church group, but has evolved drastically. Most SYFers today are “alternative” kids — but the whole point is that everyone is welcome.

Twitter 102: Quoting a Tweet
Sunday September 22nd 2013, 3:38 pm
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Note: This post is specifically designed for those using the twitter app (although it could be useful for anyone). The screenshots are meant as a guide for text; they are web screenshots, but this post is for mobile users.

Another note: This post is for tweets that are not directed at you and don’t @mention your handle. We’ll tackle those options in another post. And, the first two options are for tweets much shorter than 140 characters. Scroll down for tips on longer tweets.

You already know about “retweets” – click the buttons and having an original tweet show up as-written, on your timeline. But sometimes you want to add your own opinion, or you want to see peoples’ reactions to you posting a tweet. A retweet simply won’t do – here’s a quick guide of how to properly “quote a tweet”.

So you see a tweet, and you like it! You want to editorialize and share it with your followers.

Backblogged: Our Five Favorite Sentences of the Week http://nyr.kr/1aW3B75

You have some options!


Addendum: My Brothers
Sunday May 12th 2013, 1:14 am
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Shortly after I sent my letter to higher-ups about the rape apology abounding in Eta Phi, I received this response from Justin Mertz, CC’d to other Setnor faculty:


First, I wish I was hearing from you under different circumstances.  Thank you very much for bringing this unfortunate and terrible situation to my attention.
The tweets you saw are disgraceful and abhorrent to say the least.  The ideas expressed by the @skullguy1992 account have no place in the SUMB, Kappa Kappa Psi, or SU.  In fact, several years ago I added comprehensive language to the SUMB’s handbook and syllabus outlining our unequivocal and vehement opposition to this kind of conduct in any form.


Saturday May 11th 2013, 12:02 am
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When I was at Syracuse, I put up with a lot of garbage from the brothers of the Eta Phi Chapter of Kappa Kappa Psi. A lot of disrespect. The person I am now would never stand for that; now I have the tools to respond, react, and understand why they have the audacity to act that way. Part of it is because they never face any consequences.

Today, I sent this letter to the National President of Kappa Kappa Psi fraternity, the Director of Bands at Syracuse University, and the Chancellor of Syracuse University. If you want to report their triggering and misogynistic twitter account for spam, please do. I’m not linking to it due to triggering content.


Tuesday March 06th 2012, 11:01 pm
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I’m participating in the National Abortion Access Bowl-A-Thon! Abortion Access should be a basic right, and yet it’s constantly under fire. The money donated will go directly to STRIKING down barriers to reproductive health. The country has gone berserk the past few months, and these issues are not going away. Please consider donating, and please please please spread the word. Thanks.

Donate here:

Monday February 13th 2012, 1:18 am
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It’s not that I think he’s a terrible terrible person. I don’t wish him dead. I don’t think he can’t learn and grow and see that what he did was wrong. I don’t know him – I don’t know what kind of journey he has been on, what he has been through since he beat up his girlfriend and got caught.

But I do know that I don’t want to be a part of a culture that allows him to be famous after those pictures surfaced. I don’t want to be a part of a culture that makes celebrities apologize for saying that what he did was wrong. I don’t want to be a part of a culture that LOVES him, even though he hasn’t publicly shown any remorse, any consciousness, anyTHING at all.

If we didn’t live in this culture, this rape culture, he wouldn’t be back on the radio. Ever. We would be saddened that he fell in such a tragic and preventable way, and we would be hopeful that our brothers and sons never made the same choices. But we could be proud of ourselves for making sure we condemned him. We would never worry that we didin’t set the right example by publicly ostracizing him and holding him accountable for his actions. We could breathe a little easier knowing that we didn’t send the message to our daughters that if they are ever abused or assaulted, we wouldn’t listen to them or take them seriously. We would know that we were one step closer to eradicating the phrase “she asked for it” from our collective consciousness.

For everyone who is bothered by my ceaseless tweets tonight, fuck you. If you’re not with us, you’re against us. If you’re watching Chris Brown tonight, if you’re not actively fighting against rape culture and patriarchy, and victim-blaming, you’re part of the problem. And the least I can do is unfollow and unfriend you.

This rage was inspired by domestic violence.
But also by this article, written by @sashrocks, which I read via @muffmacguff. @thedandybutch read it aloud to me while I drove home from SYR today.

That Girl
Tuesday December 27th 2011, 9:40 pm
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(This is the first of a handful of blog posts about my Birthright Israel trip.)

I live in a world of feminists. My emails are feminist, my twitter feed is SO feminist. My happy hours are feminist. My punk shows are pretty feminist. At a recent show, a kid I don’t know took issue with the word “feminist” and said it’s not what I meant – that I should say “progressive” or “liberal” if that’s what I mean – and I was floored. That hasn’t happened to me in a while. I’ve surrounded myself with “these kids” and “kids like me.” I don’t have to explain my hairy legs any more. I can trust that my friends won’t tell rape jokes or use sexist language anymore. The legwork (pun!) is mostly done.

It’s been a long time since I had to meet a whole new big group of people and do that work again – weed through the bullshit and pick out the #kidslikeme. The last time was marching band camp at Syracuse over four years ago. I’m friendly, ok? I can make friends with lots of different types of people. But it’s always a bit of a shock to people when they discover that I’m That Girl. The girl that will call them out on their bullshit. The girl who talks openly about food and eating. Whatever it is. I don’t live in a world where I’m That Girl anymore. All my friends are Those Kids. It’s not a thing. But when John dropped me at the airport for this Birthright trip to Israel and I knew I’d have to meet 40 strangers (jewish punks and feminists at best, reg kids and bros at worst!), I sort of burst into tears. How would I be able to find My Kids in such a short amount of time? What if everyone was super jewy and zionist and they’d hate me for questioning it all? What if all the girls counted calories? The horrors!

I went in with the idea that I would curb my enthusiasm for a few days, at least. See if I could make it a few days without talking about victim-blaming or reproductive rights or the DivaCup or Jesse Carsten’s song “Functioning.” By the time we floated in the dead sea around Day 7, they would know me and like me and they’d be cool enough to not be freaked out by me and hairy legs (is it weird that I’m still this insecure and worried about that one thing? It’s really not necessary, right?). A few people I spoke to this about said that I shouldn’t worry, I should be myself and it’d be fine – but they also said that it could come off as jerky or condescending if I dove right into this stuff without warning. Is being me that far away from being approachable? I was worried! As it turned out, I made it all the way to cruising altitude before talking about SWNYC. #iamwhoiam.

When I told them I was a cheerleader in high school, around Day 2, and they were all surprised and shocked – it took only two days for them to get all the right ideas about me. That’s how I knew I was doing it right. I think overall, I was indeed That Girl to this group of jewish strangers from all over the US. But what if being myself means being that girl? Shrugs. I think that girl is fucking awesome.