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Every once in awhile something makes me take a beat and just think about what it’s like to be a Black woman.
You’re a woman living in a world where men make more money, undermine your authority, feel entitled to your time, and take ownership of your body.
You’re a Black person living in a world set up to cater to whiteness, where law enforcement is a threat, job opportunities are unequal, and assumptions of character are made before you even say hello.
On top of all that, you’re a Black woman, both hypersexualized and desexualized (sometimes within the same conversation), expected to live up to European standards of beauty for not just men as a whole but also to Black men who lavish praise the closer you are to whiteness.
We gotta do better than this. Of course colorism has its roots in white supremacy, but why is it that some of the same people in our community who are quick to call out racial injustice and are quick to dismiss white opinions borne of archaic assumptions about race still adopt the white man’s standard of beauty and apply it to our own women?
One, women are not a status symbol and they’re not property. You aren’t a better man because you found a White Man’s Trophy to accept a ring on her finger, and the same goes for the light-skinned Black woman with long hair.
Two, White America doesn’t respect you more because your wife is closer to Europe than Sub-Saharan Africa, and you shouldn’t even care anyway. That’s where a lot of the colorism from Black men to Black women comes from. We’ve been programmed since birth that white is beautiful and good, and Black men want some of that to rub off on them by having a lite-brite or white woman on their arm. It’s not just the programming of falling prey to Eurocentric beauty standards – it’s also an attempt to increase self-worth by proxy.
Let it go. White America won’t give you a pat on the head for dogging brownskingirls. The most powerful man in the world – a biracial man at that – got to the White House with a brownskinwoman by his side who is descended from slaves, probably field slaves. No Black woman should have to feel like a D-Girl because your insecurities as a Black man in America got you chasing after the Sisterhood of the Traveling Vanessa Williamses.
HOW IS BEYONCE A “B” GIRL ??????????????????????????
I’ve been thinking a lot about compassion in Judaism, and being kind. In that light, I would like everyone to know that my current favorite Jewish supernatural headcanon is that, instead of driving vampires away with crosses or stakes through the heart, we say the Mourner’s Kaddish for them. I mean, that’s just so adorable. You see this threatening undead creature, and instead of yelling murder, you feel bad for them, and you mourn for them. Imagine being a vampire at the receiving end of that, having been chased away for years and years and told you’re a monster when you come across someone who sees you and your existence and accepts that you’re in a pretty bad place and offers help in the best way they can. I’m actually tearing up about this a little. If someone adds to this post I’ll love them forever.
It doesn’t work for zombies.
This is one of the hardest things she learns, in the business. Saying the Mourner’s Kaddish will slow a vampire, to stare at you with wide shocked eyes (and once, memorably, to weep blood-tinged tears), unable or unwilling to lift a hand against you. It will calm a dybbuk, enough to make it stop whatever destruction it’s begun, and almost always enough to start a conversation about why it clings so desperately to the world of the living, what it’s left undone, how it can be freed to move on. You have died, the Kaddish says, and we mourn you as we would mourn our own dead, because someone must.
But there is no soul and no mind left in a zombie, no vestige of the self it once was, nothing left for the Kaddish to speak to.
She says it anyway, with every head-shot, with every flung grenade.
Not because she still hopes one might hear her, but because they are dead, and the dead should be mourned.
Well, I love you forever now.
Fëanor’s obsession with preserving his mother’s name reads pretty easily to me as stemming from his need to be in control of his mother’s legacy, and, consequentially, how he himself is perceived.
Míriel’s death and refusal to be reembodied, and Finwë’s subsequent remarriage, were highly publicized events in Valinor when they really ought to have been private – both because Finwë is king and his family life is always exposed to the public gaze, and because the situation with Míriel, Finwë, and Indis is completely unprecedented. No one has ever died or been remarried in Valinor, and the societal rules about this are so strict that the Valar feel the need to debate whether this is even permissible. As such, the situation must have been highly controversial among the Noldor – in the text, it’s presented as though Fëanor is the only one to object to his father marrying Indis, but in reality there must have been many supporters of Míriel who saw the marriage as an insult to their first queen.
On the flip side, there ought to have been a fair amount of people who placed the blame for the situation on Míriel. A society in which there was no death wouldn’t be very well equipped to deal with suicidality, and there must have been a fair amount of sentiment floating around claiming that Míriel was selfish, or weak, or an unfit mother and wife. But mentions of Míriel grew more and more taboo as the time passed. The concept of death in paradise makes people uncomfortable, and most people were content to smooth the situation over by pretending that Míriel had never existed – or that if she had, she was a brief stain on the king’s life, a rather embarrassing detail, like a mad wife in the attic.
So Fëanor grows up in a society in which the circumstances of his mother’s death – a source of significant trauma to him – are considered public property, and open to whisperings and speculations. On top of that, he grows up in a mixed household with children from two marriages – a complicated enough set-up in our world, and even more so in a society in which this kind of familial structure is completely unheard of. He understandably perceives his father and Indis raising a nuclear family as a denial of his mother’s existence of significance. And he knows that his mother died because his birth drained her of her energy and will to live, and feels a massive amount of guilt because of it. He fiercely dedicates himself to being the best he can be because he feels that the onus on is on him to make his mother’s death meaningful.
So his fixation on Míriel’s name might seem silly or fanatical or pedantic on the surface, and to a degree it is – it’s a very tiny detail to fixate on. But it’s representative of the larger social context of how his mother has been treated. By insisting that she be referred to by her preferred name, Fëanor is, on a micro level, trying to grant his mother the agency and self-determination that public opinion has denied her. And he wants to forcefully remind people of his mother’s existence and her importance to his own identity.
Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit + Aesthetic Generator.
so i was in a music store today and they were playing heavy metal music
specifically, heavy metal covers of the star wars soundtrack
let me tell you, there’s something about hearing a heavy metal rendition of the cantina band music that makes you feel like you’re having an out-of-body experience
so people have asked to hear it and y’all are lucky that i managed to snag a look at the cd on the counter (they display the one they’re playing)
so, behold
‘The Lost Generation’ is a sad poem about
society that ends with “all this will come
true unless we choose to reverse it.” If
you read it backwards, each line has an
opposite meaning, and it becomes happy. SourceThe Lost Generation
I am part of a lost generation.
And I refuse to believe that
I can change the world.
I realize this may be a shock, but
“Happiness comes from within”
Is a lie, and
“Money will make me happy”
So in thirty years, I will tell my children
They are not the most important thing in my life.
My employer will know that
I have my priorities straight because
Work
Is more important than
Family
I tell you this:
Once upon a time
Families stayed together
But this will not be true in my era.
This is a quick fix society
Experts tell me
Thirty years from now, I will be celebrating the tenth anniversary of my divorce.
I do not concede that
I will live in a country of my own making.
In the future,
Environmental destruction will be the norm.
No longer can it be said that
My peers and I care about this Earth.
It will be evident that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic.
It is foolish to presume that
There is hope.
And all of this will come true unless we choose reverse it.Backwards:
There is hope.
It is foolish to presume that
My generation is apathetic and lethargic.
It will be evident that
My peers and I care about this Earth.
No longer can it be said that
Environmental destruction will be the norm.
In the future,
I will live in a country of my own making.
I do not concede that
Thirty years from now, I will be celebrating the tenth anniversary of my divorce.
Experts tell me
This is a quick fix society
But this will not be true in my era.
Families stayed together
Once upon a time
I’ll tell you this:
Family
Is more important than
Work
I have my priorities straight because
My employer will know that
They are not the most important thing in my life.
So in thirty years, I will tell my children
“Money will make me happy”
Is a lie, and
“True Happiness comes from within”
I realize this may be a shock, but
I can change the world.
And I refuse to believe that
I am part of a lost generation.~ by Johnathan Reed
A compilation of stuff I know about drawing Asian faces and Asian culture! I feel like many “How-To-Draw” tutorials often default to European faces and are not really helpful when drawing people of other races. So I thought I’d put this together in case anyone is interested! Feel free to share this guide and shoot me questions if you have any! I’m by no means an expert, I just know a few things from drawing experience and from my own cultural background.
FAVORITE THINGS: victor von doom doing a mental risk/reward analysis like “you know what? when this girl was fourteen she covered me in squirrels. have i rodent-proofed my shit since then? yes. am i in the mood to get covered in fucking squirrels again? literally never. god knows what new powers she’s found since puberty. let the little devil-imp take the goddamn time machine. fuck it. who cares. she’ll probably just end up using it to go back in time and tell herself to never come here. that’s how 90% of all time travel ends. another 5% ends with me as undisputed ruler of the entire earth. i’m not even giving her the good time machine. it’s the janky one. joke’s on her, the a/c doesn’t even work and the tapedeck is broken. doom, as ever, is the real winner here.”
realLY GOOD??
WOW
GUYS THIS IS A BATMAN AU SET IN 1930S SHANGHAI
SWEET BABY GUMDROPS
THIS STYLE REMINDS OF THOSE KUNG FU FOOD GIRLS……
HOLY COW
For q
Jeez, that version of what i’m assuming is catwomen is mesmerizing.
BRO HER WHIPS
Much want
you can find the rest of it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dA6KPuUGQz4