Manic Pixie Femme Bear marveling at the wonder of every moment. Photo by Rob Fatal
I love you. Thank you for being such an inspiration to us queer kinky femme bears. I would kill to do a scene with you.
This is fascinating. I recommend everybody reevaluate their understanding of mental health.
I want a dyke for president. I want a person with AIDS for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste that they didn’t have a choice about getting leukemia.
I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isn’t the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their last lover to AIDS, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down to rest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying.
I want a president who has stood on line at the clinic, at the DMV, at the welfare office and has been unemployed and laid off and sexually harassed and gay-bashed and deported. I want someone who has spent the night in the tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and survived rape.
I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned from them. I want a black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth and an attitude, someone who has eaten that nasty hospital food, someone who cross-dresses and has done drugs and been in therapy.
I want someone who has committed civil disobedience. And I want to know why this isn’t possible. I want to know why we started learning somewhere down the line that a president is always a clown: always a john and never a hooker. Always a boss and never a worker, always a liar, always a thief and never caught.
(via moremaggiemayhem)
This man is Chris Dorsey. For at least several years, he has frequently shown up to progressive organizing efforts in Richmond and disrupted them, usually by demanding a leadership position, attempting to exercise some kind of authority over the proceedings, or demanding that libertarian rhetoric…
When the first meeting was called in Monroe Park to discuss the organization of Occupy RVA, he was there. The first day of the occupation was to be on the same day as a women’s reproductive rights rally and we were trying to figure out how to incorporate that rally into our own. He became incensed and kept on trying to take the floor saying that we had no right to combine the two because the women’s rally had nothing to do with the occupation. He kept on yelling and interrupting and ignoring the queue all because he wanted to hear himself speak. He said that because reproductive rights had nothing to do with him as a citizen, that we shouldn’t include this rally as part of the occupation. I remember being so annoyed with his warped logic that I can remember taking the floor myself and explaining that women’s rights are no different than the people’s rights and that to blatantly exclude and ignore this other rally taking place in the same place would be a disservice to the Occupy community.
This man is unstable. I have not been able to have a level headed conversation with this man on any occasion. I do not doubt that his meddling in the affairs of Occupy RVA had something to do with it’s eventual demise (granted, it was bound to end sooner or later. I just think he sped the process up.)
P.S. Also, my late dog Margot seemed to hate this guy for no reason. And she was always on the ball about people.
i was just getting mad about this a minute ago
(Source: norwegian-blue, via nondescriptadventurer)
At the STWTS opening, I asked people to write their own captions to street harassers.
From Stop Telling Women to Smile Opening at Fresthetic on April 12, 2013. Brooklyn, NY.
Photos by Tatyana Fazlalizadeh
Perfect.
(Source: stoptellingwomentosmile, via feminishblog)
June, 1964. Black children integrate the swimming pool of the Monson Motel. To force them out, the owner pours acid into the water.
And white folk wonder why
My mom was born in ‘64, kay? So, what that means is… THIS SHIT WASN’T THAT LONG AGO AND Y’ALL NEED TO STOP ACTING LIKE THE SHIT WE TALK ABOUT IS ARCHAIC AND OLD-HAT.
my mom was still in trinidad when this happened but seriously it could’ve happened to either my aunt or uncle who were 12 and 15/16 respectively
I think photos like this need to exist, not because I like the subject matter, but because it helps immortalize events that many people want to forget ever happened (and work pretty hard to make it so). It makes us face it. I’ve seen this picture before, but don’t know all the details. I hope the children in this photo were okay.
I’m always going to reblog photos like this. People are always like “Oh just get over it already”. Well, no.
No.
Reblogging this picture AGAIN. Because NEVER FORGET.
This is awful, no human being should be treated like this. However, I’d just like to point out that not all white people were like this or are like this. Many people might be annoyed by the fact that anyone with a lighter complexion is grouped in with savages such as the man depicted above pouring the acid
^Wtf is wrong with White people though?
Like, I really want to know what the fuck is wrong with y’all? I really want to know what possesses y’all to hear, see, eat, shit, and breathe nothing but White people, White ideals, and White history all fucking day long… and then when you see ONE thing circulating that doesn’t involve White people and sunshine, lollipops, and teddy bears, you feel the need to “point out” something????
THIS IS NOT AN OFFENSIVE AGAINST YOU. THIS IS SIMPLE HISTORY. THIS IS WHAT YOU DID AND DO TO PEOPLE!! And instead of fessing up.. White people have only ever denied and averted attention away from true facts of the matter. They never want to talk about what IS there. They wanna talk about what ISN’T there. Any other time, it’s exactly what’s in the photo. But only when confronted with their racism, white people look away and suddenly think, “Well.. what about what’s not there.” Is it like looking in the mirror and not liking what you see?.. I mean, wtf is that? Why did you have to poke in your little irrelevant opinion?
Sure there are “good White people.” NO DUH! But I’ll tell you one thing… seems like it’s a billion White people online ****all**** thinking they’re “good.” But racism against people of color still exists… from the economy.. to education…to the government…. to dating… to simple online gaming… RACISM STILL EXISTS. Not only are people of color talking about it…. It is documented. It is quantitative and qualitative.
So where the fuck are all you “good” White people?????????????????
I guess too busy trying to defend your “image” and apparently not “good” enough to get off your “good” asses and make changes in this country.
Here is THE ONE THING I’ve learned about “good” White people. You go to their blog…….. They sit on their asses blogging nothing but White models.. White television shows, White book characters…. White White White.. all day….and then the ONE TIME they decide to blog anything .. anything about racism at ALL…. they still manage to somehow make it about White people’s “goodness”. Oh.. everybody doesn’t do that. I can’t possibly be grouped in with those other people. I’m diet racist-lite now with Splenda.
I wish I could take every “good” White person I’ve run across online.. line them up in a row, and spit in their faces or at least physically shake them…. maybe toss a glass of wine in their face. Something ANYTHING to get them to WAKE THE FUCK UP and realize YOU ARE NOT THE GOOD WHITE PERSON THAT YOU LIKE TO THINK THAT YOU ARE!!!!!!!! Racism is alive and prospering in the country that it built… we are living history right now. And when they look back on our present times, you will not be counted among the “good” White people.
And has the nerve to talk about being annoyed.
You don’t know what it’s like to be annoyed ‘til you had a conversation with a “good” White person about racism.
And for the record, in my entire life, I’ve met 2 racially conscious White people… and lemme tell you, they don’t derail conversations about racism so that they can put more unnecessary positive White affirmations out into the world.
I agree 100% that images like this need to be circulated. I agree 100% that racism is alive and well in our country. I agree 100% that denial of white privilege/privilege of the hegemony is one of the most disgusting and disheartening things I have witnessed to date. However, I do not think it is benefiting any of us to be spreading vitriol the way the person above me did. I don’t think it helps anyone. Hemming and hawing about some ignorant young blood who probably doesn’t quite understand the conversation at hand and seeks only to cover their ass as being “racially conscious” does not advance the dialogue any more than their asinine comment does.
True, there are a lot of white people out there who arbitrarily say, “Oh, look at me, I’m not racist, look at my black friends everyone! I HAVE BLACK FRIENDS!” and it’s fucking annoying as shit. There is this approach being taken nowadays by people suffering from “white guilt” that seeks to quell some of the embarrassment white people feel for those who have historically represented their race as intolerant, terrified, violent barbarians, but there is a COMPLETE LACK of empathy or understanding of those who bore the brunt of this violence. So many of these people don’t find it necessary to learn what really happened, to put any context behind their expressions of guilt. Do not express guilt. Rather do your research. Stand behind your fellow humans, regardless of race. But understand that that is also a luxury. Be grateful that you have the ability to do so, rather than moping around and saying “But it wasn’t all white people…”
(via thisiswhitehistory)
“FITNESS A FIREMAN NEED TO RUN UP 7 FLIGHTS OF STAIRS CARRYING HIS HEAVY AND AWKWARD GEAR, AND THEN HAVING TO BREAK DOWN”
Horse, you looks good, won’t you back dat ass up
You’se a fire fighter, won’t you back dat ass up
Call me backdrafty when you back dat ass upI could keep going.
holy shit this deserves way more fucking notes
i can’t reblog it enough, please get this through your skulls. i can’t walk home at night past 10 pm without being terrified that every guy that hollers at me is going to follow me home. it’s fucked up. it’s unfair. our culture sucks. we need to fix it. rape is never okay. never. if the rapist is the girl’s boyfriend it still counts. rape is rape. no is no. no answer is no. you shouldn’t beg and plead until someone’s uncomfortable. take the hint. end this bullshit.
wow.
(Source: sincerely--tori, via wanganom)