- parents: wow you look gorgeous you are so beautiful
- family: surely you have 14 boyfriends and boys falling at your feet
- friends: omg you are soooo pretty
- boys: i've never really seen this species of animal before
God, it just. Feels so nice. To talk to someone who believes me when I tell them how hard it is for me to do things.
I can’t cry at funerals or anything but I’m biting back tears now. I literally only cry for myself, and I hate it. I was tearing up during the meeting, and I think the only thing that separates this time from all the times I’ve just started bawling in front of teachers is that he took me seriously.
1) Why does no-one who has ever had power to make my life easier or harder ever believed me when I told them about my own limitations?
2) Why haven’t I been on anti-depressants since at least junior year of high school?
Fuck, I would really like not to cry.
as I see ‘people I can’t have sex with’
*Matt and I are sitting in relative silence*
Matt: I NEED TO FIND THE GIF ABOUT THE SNUGGIES.
I sure fucking didn’t
i should take my add pills
where are they
wait I’m on Tumblr now how did this happen
- homosexuality is not an act of aggression or violence
- femininity is not an act of aggression or violence
- I mean
- I guess either of those things can be such
- if you really want it to be
- I’m really tired of people assuming that they are though
I don’t mean like, some kind of “moment of silence” thing in honor of white people. I mean a day of silence. For white people. A whole day in which white people cannot blog or tweet or text or talk. A day in which white news anchors cannot report the news, and no white people get to share their opinions on television or the internet.
Our parents will flip through the TV channels, trying to find something to watch, but their options will be severely limited because the TV stations will have had to edit out all of the white people from their shows and stop airing anything written by white people.
We’ll just sit here at our computers, refreshing our dashboards constantly, waiting for an insightful post from someone whose opinion we care about until we realize that it’s not going to update because for the most part, the people whose opinions we give a shit about are also white. So then we’ll have nothing to do but to find new people to follow who are still allowed to post because they’re not white. We’ll have to start actually thinking about what they say and the significance it holds because there will be no white noise to distract us, and there will be no white knights to come to our defense if what they say hurts our white feelings. All we can do is sit there, shut up, and listen.
And then, as the night draws to a close, we can lie down and reflect on all of the embarrassingly Caucasian things we’ve said and done, taking comfort only in the fact that at least for that one day, we didn’t get a chance to embarrass ourselves.
So there are groups that do this, they stay in highly policed areas on shifts and bring cameras and such, and record to make sure police brutality doesn’t escalate, and when it happens there’s evidence against it.
But that’s not the only way it can happen.
Every single person is entitled to watch an arrest go down as long as they are not obstructing or interfering. That means, if you see cops bumrush someone, even if that person is waving a gun, you are allowed, even legally permitted and encouraged to watch the events occur.
This is important white folks, because the cops work inyourservice. Oh sure, they’re supposedly in the service of “the common good” but we all know that means protecting white people.
And now a story, when I was in high school, and my mom was working under a horrific principal, she was late to work one day because there was something going on in our neighborhood. Cops were gathered near our pharmacy and a guy was on the roof (it’s a little over one story, so he wasn’t a jumper or anything) and she stayed as long as she could and watched the scenario go down for a while. Not because she’s trifling. not because she’s nosy. But because she saw a POC and cops gathered and said to herself “I want to make sure this goes by the book.”
And that’s all it takes to be a cop watcher.
You acknowledge that you, as a white person, are in a relative position of safety and you watch. You bear witness, because your voice, unfortunately, carries more weight than ours in the criminal justice system.
Justice is not blind, nor should you be.
If there are cops, and they outnumber an individual, shit, even if it’s 1:1, it is your responsibility to keep an eye on the scenario and take down whatever information you can. And if it looks like something shady is going on, you areobligatedto call in to your local precinct and say “Listen, I saw X happen on Y, and it looked questionable.” And if you get a negative response, well, y’know what? You find out if there’s a civilian oversight committee. In NYC we have one, but they’re underfunded and continually being legislated against (currently there’s a statute of 18 months from the time of the event within which you have to file charges).
If the prospect of keeping vigilant about cops scares you, imagine being a POC, and knowing that no matter what you do, you could be railroaded by a system that wants to not only disenfranchise you, but has no intentions of treating you as a human being.
Take your fears and shove ‘em down, because they’ll never be anything when compared to what we face on a daily basis.
Hypothesis: Both test groups will get annoyed upon being mistaken for the other.
1) Called the Westboro Baptist Church.
-Asked them when the next Klan meeting is.
Result: They hang up without a word.
2) Called the Knights of the Ku Klux Klan.
-Asked them what they hoped to accomplish by protesting funerals of dead soldiers.
Result: Guy on the other end of the phone becomes furious and declares how dare we mistake them for “those miserable lowlifes.”
Conclusion: The KKK gets audibly more offended at being mistaken for the WBC than the WBC does for the KKK.
Chinese (Pin Yin)
means, “How do I call the United States?”
What what what are you doing where is the phonemic tone.
For future reference, this is “Wŏ zĕnme dă diànhuà dă Mĕiguó?” If you need to write that, it’s “我怎么打电话打美国?” which, haha, you will never remember in an emergency situation unless you actually learn to speak the language, so I don’t know why I mentioned it.
Hell yeah. I’m free now and indefinitely.
“oh god that awful surface piercing aaaksdfjhf it’s going to reject like it’s already got a boyfriend aasdkfaldfgj why would you get such a shitty surface piercing on your GOD DAMNED TAINT”
even if the wings of Nike herself had sprung from his back
he never could have outrun
aimed at his heart
the trigger pulled
before he was even born
Black in this world
He learned the lessons we teach our young in sofla so well
don’t run m’ijo
no sudden moves
always walk calm -you ain’t did nothing wrong
show that and stand up straight
cuidado con la policia, los blancos y los arrepentidos
if walking while Black is suspicious
running while non-white is a death sentence
reasonable suspicion and probable cause
the ritual intonations of state sponsored death