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Race, Society and the Internet: The Hump Day Hmm for 8-8-07

A lot of people have said in comments and emails that what they have to say on this topic, "Is the Internet the Rainbow Connection?" exceeds a comment and want to write their own posts. Therefore...by popular request, the Hump Day Hmm topic for this week will be race, society and the Internet---any angle you would like to take.

If you've already written a post recently or at any time in the past, e-mail it to me at j pippert at gmail dot com.

When you write a post, do the same.

If you feel stymied, but have commented, take your comment and post it. :)

A favor of other bloggers who are or already have discussed this topic...would you could you mention this Hump Day Hmmm or my email? I know the discussion is broad and wide. I'd love to collect in one spot links to all the posts so people can easily find them for reading.

Muchas gracias!

copyright 2007 Julie Pippert

Comments

Christine said…
if i wasn't getting ready (frantically) to leave town i'd do this for sure. i'm so busy i'll probably do a quick and fluffy good-bye post later today. but here's a promise--when i come back that will be one of the first posts i tackle.
Lawyer Mama said…
Fabulous idea. I'm on it.
S said…
I can't wait to read these. Don't think I'll have time to write one, unfortunately.
flutter said…
I think I will just quietly read these
Liv said…
I think I'll sit this one out. But, you know I loved your post!
Gina Pintar said…
See my response at http://ginabeaner.blogspot.com/
Girlplustwo said…
dude, i was clamoring for this. and i love this.

but by tomorrow? i'll need more thinky space in order to get it done.
Julie Pippert said…
Okay friends!

This is going to be a two week love fest on this topic...BIG FUN EXCITING details to follow when I am released to release them. :)

So more time for writing...thinking...reading...and I will even provide inspiration via some awesome questions commenters posed.

So glad for all of you...truly. :)
Maisy said…
Thanks for the extension. I tried to get my head around what I wanted to say today, but nah, wasn't gonna happen!

Ali
Catherine said…
You'd think that as a Diversity/Intercultural skills teacher I'd have lots to say on this topic. And I do. But, ironically, I'm just gonna read this time around...
Mad said…
Argh, 2 weeks isn't enough for me. I know what I want to say and I am ready to say it BUT it will take a bit of time to write it up properly and with the JPs coming up AND our big family vacation happening at the start of the week--we'll be away until the end of August--, it might have to wait until I get back.

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