An inmate serving a life sentence for molesting and murdering a 10-year-old girl named Katie was forcibly tattooed across the forehead by a fellow prisoner with the words “KATIE’S REVENGE”
"Are you the unifying person on [The Hobbit] set?" (x)
oh my god if you type a word into wiki answers they put related questions over pictures of thoughtful people i am dying
Dear revisionists, Mandela will never, ever be your minstrel. Over the next few days you will try so, so hard to make him something he was not, and you will fail. You will try to smooth him, to sandblast him, to take away his Malcolm X. You will try to hide his anger from view. Right now, you are anxiously pacing the corridors of your condos and country estates, looking for the right words, the right tributes, the right-wing tributes. You will say that Mandela was not about race. You will say that Mandela was not about politics. You will say that Mandela was about nothing but one love, you will try to reduce him to a lilting reggae tune. ‘Let’s get together, and feel alright.’ Yes, you will do that. You will make out that apartheid was just some sort of evil mystical space disease that suddenly fell from the heavens and settled on all of us, had us all, black or white, in its thrall, until Mandela appeared from the ether to redeem us. You will try to make Mandela a Magic Negro and you will fail. You will say that Mandela stood above all for forgiveness whilst scuttling swiftly over the details of the perversity that he had the grace to forgive.
Nelson Mandela was not a god, floating elegantly above us and saving us. He was utterly, thoroughly human, and he did all he did in spite of people like you. There is no need to name you because you know who you are, we know who you are, and you know we know that too. You didn’t break him in life, and you won’t shape him in death.
Excerpts from his brilliant essay Mandela Will Never, Ever Be Your Minstrel. I love that he included Bob Marley’s lyrics, because he too like so many very much so human yet very much so remarkable people have been turned into memes and reframed to serve White supremacy and make the status quo and the State comfortable, literally what these people were fighting or singing or marching or writing or speaking etc. against.
When sentiment doesn’t allow for complexity and seeks to serve White supremacy, it cannot respect Mandela’s legacy. It cannot respect Black lives. It cannot be truthful in relation to justice—the justice still needed today for the racism and oppression that still thrives today.
Nelson Mandela was a human being and a complex one who fought with people, not alone, for a justice that cannot be separated from both the desire for peace and the necessity of self-defense from the State, both unity and the reality of racism so virulent and so pungent that we still smell and experience that stench today. His enemies—people who wanted him imprisoned or dead—are the same ones (literally, by name, in some cases) who are desperate and thirsty to reframe his life and legacy in a way where “peaceful” means “sought White approval; didn’t believe in self-defense.” Let’s remember him for who he actually was and what he did, with all of its complicated, difficult, radical and glorious complexity.(via gradientlair)
imagine if people actually introduced themselves irl like they do in their ‘about me’ sections on tumblr:
"My privileges are:"
How is this funny she’s comparing an infant to a monkey
I hate this website so much
rosa parks ended racism tho.
Hopefully someone comes along and ends the outrage over obviously fake tweets.
this dog looks like a juggalo
The male equivalent of “what, this old thing?”
I used to not address men as anything at work, not even their names, I just looked them in the face and talked to them. It got back to me that some asked my boss why I didn’t address them by name (which includes a fancy title)?
I can’t win.
So dude, I’m just calling your sir in the same way I call people “hon”. Except you’re a stranger and *socially* superior to me so I call you sir. It’s not some compliment. It speaks to your position over me. Let’s not pretend the difference isn’t there with an “awwww shucks but no thanks”…You’re the master, the mister, the sire, the SIR here, as patriarchy has ensured, so let’s be honest about it. Don’t worry: if feminists have anything to say about it, unearned titles will disappear.
Still trying to train myself out of shaking hands with men. What? As if we were on the same social level, as if I can agree to pretend with you that the elephant in the room is not there and that makes it our totally amicable interaction sensible? It’s a joke.
Literally what the fuck are you going on about
Nothing she rants about will ever be as good as the periods/windmills tale.
my brother is 21 years old and a chef in a 5 star restaurant and he still has dinosaur shaped chicken nuggets for dinner every night so dont let anybody tell you how to live your life
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