I'm so 15 years late...

JIGSAW YOUTH written by kathleen hanna for jigsaw fanzine #4 (spring 1991) Olympia, washington


We live in a world that tells us we must choose an identity, a career, a relationship, and commit..to these situations..as if we know what's gonna happen tomorrow, as if we aren't ever gonna change, as if we don't live in a world of constant flux, which we do.

Don't freak out cuz the jigsaw is laying on the floor and it's not all the way done and has been laying there for 4 whole hours now, resist the freak out. You will get to it..it's all part of the process[...]

Jigsaw Youth, the island of lost and broken toys, feminists who wear lipstick, people who envision 'the land of do as you please', whose lives are not simple and they are sick of trying to make themselves cohesive enough to fit into a box. Jigsaw Youth, listening, strategizing, tolerating, screaming, confronting, fearless, girl soldiers, boy lovers, poofy haired teen girls scraping out the eyes on a photo of Rick Astley, Jigsaw Youth, the misunderstood seeking to understand other people's reality. Making mistakes... making mistakes... making mistakes... making mistakes... feeling something. Knowing you will never see the puzzle put all together but trying anyways cuz each fucking piece really matters and being with friends matters. Jigsaw Youth... inventing and reinventing what these words mean.

I got the cd version of the first 2 Bikini Kill records today. I feel 15 years late but that's ok.

Last night, as always, Bearly's was an incredible time. Sillines galore. This week I've been privy to girl secrets that make me squeal. I love girl secrets.
PS- We missed you last night, swac! I hope you're feeling better ( I take it you must be ill to miss kareoke)!