Random crow shows up on dude’s porch, looks him straight in the face and says ‘fuck you’
If you guys didn’t want to be bothered with us, should’ve left us the fuck alone! lol They couldn’t resist us, and still can’t.
Funny shit is, we actually traveled the world and visited damn near every country before slavery. We taught white people how to wash their ass and not to sleep in the same bed with their animals.
& they still doing it lmfaoo
Whites riot over pumpkins in NH and Twitter turns it into epic lesson about Ferguson, aka The Best of #PumpkinFest, PT 1. #staywoke
in this week’s episode of shit black folks would get murdered or jailed with no trial forOVER SOME FUCKIN PUMPKINS
"No labels" rhetoric isolates people from their community, history and culture. It keeps people from being able to articulate themselves and ask for what they need.It promotes a false sense of unity that only serves to further the dominant classes in society. It is a lazy way of getting out of understanding and digesting complex issues.I dislike this rhetoric and approach.
So my facebook friend just posted this pic with this text….Well, I just witnessed blatant racial injustice with my own eyes. I was getting in my car after exiting a store when a young black man stumbled past me and collapsed against the store wall. When I got out to see if he was okay, a group of white people came rushing over, one of whom was a 20-something white woman who declared in distress, “I ran a red light and hit him with my car!” People immediately assured her that SHE would be okay, meanwhile the young man is writhing in pain on the ground, pants leg torn, tears running down his face. When the police arrived and the young woman explained what happened, it was suggested to her that maybe the light had been yellow and that the young man had “darted out into the street into her path.” I was floored. I said, “But she just SAID she ran the red light and hit him in the intersection!”
This is horrifying
As I’m walking through Target with my little sister, the kid somehow manages to convince me to take a trip down the doll aisle. I know the type - brands that preach diversity through displays of nine different variations of white and maybe a black girl if you’re lucky enough. What I instead found as soon as I turned into the aisle were these two boxes.
The girl on the left is Shola, an Afghani girl from Kabul with war-torn eyes. Her biography on the inside flap tells us that “her country has been at war since before she was born”, and all she has left of her family is her older sister. They’re part of a circus, the one source of light in their lives, and they read the Qur’an. She wears a hijab.
The girl on the right is Nahji, a ten-year-old Indian girl from Assam, where “young girls are forced to work and get married at a very early age”. Nahji is smart, admirable, extremely studious. She teaches her fellow girls to believe in themselves. In the left side of her nose, as tradition mandates, she has a piercing. On her right hand is a henna tattoo.
As a Pakistani girl growing up in post-9/11 America, this is so important to me. The closest thing we had to these back in my day were “customizable” American Girl dolls, who were very strictly white or black. My eyes are green, my hair was black, and my skin is brown, and I couldn’t find my reflection in any of those girls. Yet I settled, just like I settled for the terrorist jokes boys would throw at me, like I settled for the butchered pronunciations of names of mine and my friends’ countries. I settled for a white doll, who at least had my eyes if nothing else, and I named her Rabeea and loved her. But I still couldn’t completely connect to her.
My little sister, who had been the one to push me down the aisle in the first place, stopped to stare with me at the girls. And then the words, “Maybe they can be my American Girls,” slipped out of her mouth. This young girl, barely represented in today’s society, finally found a doll that looks like her, that wears the weird headscarf that her grandma does and still manages to look beautiful.
I turned the dolls’ boxes around and snapped a picture of the back of Nahji’s. There are more that I didn’t see in the store; a Belarusian, an Ethiopian, a Brazilian, a Laotian, a Native American, a Mexican. And more.
These are Hearts 4 Hearts dolls, and while they haven’t yet reached all parts of the world (I think they have yet to come out with an East Asian girl), they need all the support they can get so we can have a beautiful doll for every beautiful young girl, so we can give them what our generation never had.
Please don’t let this die. If you know a young girl, get her one. I know I’m buying Shola and Nahji for my little sister’s next birthday, because she needs a doll with beautiful brown skin like hers, a doll who wears a hijab like our older sister, a doll who wears real henna, not the blue shit white girls get at the beach.
The Hearts 4 Hearts girls are so important. Don’t overlook them. Don’t underestimate them. These can be the future if we let them.
You can read more about the dolls here: http://www.playmatestoys.com/brands/hearts-for-hearts-girls
reblog if u understand this inspirational message
A black boy gets murdered and his community stands up for him and are attacked by police for over 2 months and are deemed animals and violent rioters
white people set cars on fire over some damn pumpkins and get called “rowdy” aint that some shit
Look at these thugs destroying their community!
Gang violence within the pumpkin community, we must not let these gangsters tarnish the great American image with their shenanigans
Where are the white leaders speaking up about this?! Sarah Palin, Mitt Romney, Bill O’ Reilly?! Where are you?
Who are we to blame for this type or destructive behavior? Iggy Azalea? Macklemore? The white community has got to stop with this behavior if they ever want to move on.
But then again maybe the pumpkin deserved it? What did the pumpkin do to provoke them? We should just wait for the facts first.
ATTENTION EVERYONE IN THE LA AREA!!
My cousin, TALLON, was reported MISSING today. He is an AUTISTIC BLACK TEEN AND IS COMPLETEY NON-VERBAL. HE DOES NOT RESPOND TO HIS NAME. This young man went out for his daily bike ride, unattended, and did not come back. Tonight, HE IS IN LA BY HIMSELF. He is 6’0, 200lbs, and was last seen wearing a white t shirt and khaki shorts. PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST!!
In memoriam of Mary’s computer and the digital goddess who lived inside it.
2000 - 2014
Darn you, virtual console limitations.
Acephobia in the LGBT+ Community from the documentary (A)sexuality.
It is just…so fucking weird how threatened people feel when it comes to Asexuality. I still can’t wrap my mind around it.
I’m so happy this post is being reblogged by LBGT+ people who aren’t asexual. I keep on reading posts by non-ace LGBT+ people of support to the ace community, and of being stunned by this reaction by a movement which should know better than to judge. AND THAT MAKES THIS ACE SO FREAKING HAPPY. The woman in the first photo expresses my sentiment. I know I belong in the queer/LGBTQIA movement. I want to belong. But I just don’t know if I’m welcome. I’m so happy that there are so many people on Tumblr who do not fall into the catagory of outright refusal of asexuality.
I know not a lot of people understand asexuality. And I know there’s confusion about it, about our experiences, and about how we fit in the movement. But let’s talk about this. Let’s have this conversation.
I mostly don’t delve into the ace tags, but I hear there’s a lot of ace-hate that and I really don’t get it. I don’t understand how asexuality is threatening.
You know what I (as a queer ace-spectrum person) find most threatening? Getting unwanted sexual unwanted advances from both queer and straight people. I’ve gotten them from people of all spectrums and it always makes me profoundly uncomfortable, and often unsafe. It just boggles my mind how people are upset by the concept of asexuality. That’s like getting really mad at someone who isn’t hungry. What’s the point? Just shut up eat your own sandwich. (And stop chewing on me.)
Wow, the fuck the people in those images.
Nobody has the right to disrespect anybody else’s sense of self. It may not be for, you but that does not give you the right to be an asshole.
We really need to push more for LGBTQIA+ to be a standard, instead of just LGBT, especially considering that even the B and T are already invisible in much of the community.
Not supporting some of us = not supporting all of us.
Not supporting some of us = not supporting all of us.
It really, really does bear repeating.
I couldn’t be further from ace, but for serious.
If we’re not in this together, we’re not in this at all.
This makes me so angry. I have friends who are ace, and they are just as much a part of the queer community as I am.
We need to embrace asexuality and treat it with the respect that it deserves.
You can see this documentary on Netflix. I’ve heard mixed reviews about it. Has anyone seen it? What do you think about it?
So, I went to Ferguson for a few days and agreed to share my observations with this outlet. They ran this piece:Nowhere in the conversation did I “blast” police. I am not the aggressor in this scenario.The Wrap immediately prints a rebuttal from the St. Louis PD. (Do we get immediate printed rebuttals for every blatant propaganda piece that comes out re: police/vigilante shootings of black/brown citizens?)Same crap, different day: Provocative headline followed by emptiness.The St. Louis PD does not actually dispute anything I’ve said in a substantive way. As usual, there are glaring holes in every comment they make but since they have a badge, we just pretend that the emperor is wearing clothes.I made reference to the Chief of St. Louis PD repeatedly lying on Twitter. Here are a couple gems:
Live stream footage and photos quickly and easily revealed seated, peaceful protestors. There was nothing resembling “storming” (code for aggressively advancing with intent to break in, looting and/or other “black” stuff that Americans gobble up like catnip.)
This guy, who is somehow a police chief, chose to make a public statement of fact, which was never true. He was immediately called out not only by those present but those watching it all unfold via livestream. The latest response to my observation is pathetic and immaterial. Not only does he not have a shred of evidence, he admits that he doesn’t know what the hell he was talking about; he just heard something about a lady who wasn’t there, calling a news station. Not even a distress call to the police reporting a potential crime, which still wouldn’t trump what’s actually happening in front of everyone’s eyes. Someone’s “worried,” so the police chief can pretend to be under seige, to justify the only real aggression on display that night:
Might this be the “great restraint and professionalism” the wise and sage-like Chief Dotson was referring to?
As a result of Darren Wilson killing an unarmed teen before being shepherded away for indefinite paid leave with no threat of prompt adjudication, American’s peacefully assembled. Try as you might, the American’s voicing their disappointment with public servants and policy, are not the aggressors here.Being a cop does not make you honest, or more dignified or valuable than any of the citizens engaging their basic freedoms. In fact, police have a universally understood “No Snitching” policy. (But it’s Black America alone that’s truly vilified for a segment’s “stop snitching” culture.) Police have demonstrated a tireless dedication to dishonesty on matters of alleged misconduct. We all know this. Being entrusted with such an influential and privileged responsibility, while flagrantly disrespecting it, and those who’ve granted it, certainly makes them less reliable as a source of information on the topic. They’re not going to investigate themselves. They’re word is not automatically more valuable, or accurate, than eye witnesses. Yet police and police unions are constantly allowed to create and steer the narrative.Chief Dotson, like much of the police and their mouthpieces, got caught behaving like an entitled preteen: routinely spouting reckless gossip with a casual dishonesty that is itself evidence of a power and privilege truly unfettered by the threat of oversight, investigative journalism or an analytical populace. But then again he’s a police chief, who is male and white, so his consequence-free lifestyle remains intact while we bow our heads in habitual deference, to the bullshit.Obviously this pattern didn’t start with Dotson. Ferguson police chief Jackson and the throngs of others who’ve enjoyed constant, unearned access to the national microphone need the bar raised on them. In some cases, around them.Jeff Roorda, the head of the St. Louis Police Union, is currently campaigning for a seat in the Missouri senate. Thing is, he was a police officer, until he was fired for falsifying reports. This is the guy that news outlets are constantly sourcing for information. After being caught too many times, “…he got a job somewhere else as a Police Chief. And weeks before Darren Wilson killed Mike Brown, Roorda introduced a bill that would protect officers who murder citizens. Roorda is now trying to prevent police officers from having to wear body cameras" (quotations via DailyKOS writer @ShaunKing)In the event of a police shooting at a teenager 16 times, can you think of a more biased source to possess and report the ballistics findings than a police union rep who has been fired for falsifying reports? Honestly?This bubble is boring. Some things are complex. This is not complex. Inattentive, lopsided reporting is corporate welfare.