Choosing a Name Sign, The Vanishing of Harry Pace & The Long Layover
The big 30, I’ve been writing this little dinky newsletter for a while now and I’m enjoying having a hobby that isn’t work related - just pure leisure. I’ve always loved reading and it’s a guilt of mine that it’s become so under-appreciated so The Dive cajoles me into reading interesting things every week so I can share them. I hope you’re enjoying it as much as I am.
Having watched The Sounds of Metal a few months ago I was introduced to a community I would never really have understood, I highly recommend checking it out! So when I saw this piece it immediately piqued my interested - Black and Indian members of the group Capital D Deaf community took it upon themselves as only they can do to give Kamala Harris her own name sign. The piece takes a look at stories of other members and how they got their own ASL signatures, bestowed on them by deaf family and friends. Read here on The New York Times to see what sign they chose amongst themselves.
Not a long read as such but a long listen, a story that sounds as inspiring as it does sad and eye-opening. The Guardian looked at Jad Abumrad and Shima Oliaee’s new podcast The Vanishing of Harry Pace - the pioneering Black record label founder and civil rights lawyer. A man who seems to have touched upon so many Black icons from Ebony Magazine to Louis Armstrong and coining the term Rock ‘n’ Roll in his life before ultimately disappearing into obscurity and mysteriously being listed as white on the census before his death. I’ll be starting The Vanishing Harry Pace this week and you can read the piece here on The Guardian.
An older story that I stumbled across this week whilst thinking about one of my favourite lazy Sunday afternoon films, The Terminal. Tom Hanks plays a man in limbo stuck in an airport able to neither enter America or return home to the fictional country of Krakozhia. The supposed real-life inspiration Sir Alfred Mehran’s story however is a lot more depressing, trapped in Charles De Gaulle airport for (at this point) over 15 years, he’s a man who’s lost his freedom, his family and seemingly his mind caught in a state or neither coming or going. Read on GQ here.