"In the instances when POC say shit like ‘Oh I can’t stand white folk’ or ‘Damn white people’, they aren’t saying ‘Oh I think they are inferior, I want to humiliate them, abuse them, enslave them and wipe out their people!’, they’re saying ‘Damn, after a couple hundred years of white people thinking I’m inferior, humiliating me, abusing me, enslaving me, and trying to wipe out my people, I don’t wanna deal with them.’ The context is completely different."
Briana (via absinthedisco)
Reblogging every time I see it.
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THIS DAMMIT THIS
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Jessica Valenti came to Knox yesterday. It was so much fun to have dinner with her.
“Oh you’re a feminist.. Are you angry all the time? no I’m fucking awesome all the time!”- Jessica Valenti, not the ex-honor roll DUI receiver Jessica Valenti
“Feminism is winning the culture war.”
Fuck yeah!
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What I am saying here is this: don’t just open your eyes. It’s not enough.
Seeing my pencil skirt isn’t enough to tell you I’m femme. Seeing me with a butch isn’t enough to tell you I’m femme. These signifiers can be hints–take them as an invitation to your senses, all of them. Especially the senses that are deeper than the usual five, your sense of space, of proximity, of vibes, if you will. Noting the aesthetics of clothing or makeup or hair is not enough, because aesthetics are not enough to convey something as complex as one’s gender/identity. When we rely on aesthetics, we get lazy and reductive. When we are lazy, we make people invisible by refusing to recognize them, as what they are and as part of our communities–for identities are intelligible only in communities. When we are lazy, we take trans femmes for drag queens and straight white hipsters for femmes. In our laziness we reduce the entirety of femme to the singularity of an aesthetic: one type of body (with tits), one way of dressing, one way of partnering and fucking. Question your desire. Do more. See more.
"Femme Post III on [real] Cuntext (via cuntext)
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"If you identify as a man or somewhere on the masculine spectrum and find yourself pregnant, that does not make you a woman, rather you are a person who is pregnant. You have a right to your identity throughout the process."
Trans* Youth Sexual Health Booklet (via boazpriestly)
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Frank O’Hara and Edward Gorey
Poet Frank O’Hara and macabre writer and illustrator Edward Gorey were roommates at Harvard in the late ’40s, where they furnished their apartment with garden furniture and a coffee table made from a repurposed tombstone. According to The New Yorker, the pair “established their rooms as (in the words of a home-town friend) the spot to ‘lie down on a chaise lounge, get mellow with a few drinks, and listen to Marlene Dietrich records.’” Pompous and eccentric? Perhaps. But we bet their room was the coolest place on campus.
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foreheadtittaes:theoriginalsettler:
Nicholas Sparks’ newest book/film should be called “White People Embracing”.
Ooh, now I kinda want a collection of short stories from Nicholas Sparks
^ yesssss
