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It’s Getting a Bit Wibbly Wobbly 🕰
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Me, starting another 50k+ fanfiction at 1 AM, knowing that I will lose sleep over this:
THIS IS ACTUALLY FACTUAL AND NEEDS TO BE ADDRESSED MORE
http://www.usms.org/articles/articledisplay.php?aid=294
“Knowing that they were losing “valuable product” due to their slaves’ propensity to swim, slave owners began taking drastic steps to protect their property. One of these steps was to instill a fear of the water by dunking disobedient slaves in water until they nearly drowned and by creating fear through stories of creatures living in the water. Thus it didn’t take long to excise or destroy the West African swimming tradition from African- American culture. The Jim Crow laws that were enacted after The Civil War prohibited blacks from the popular seaside resorts in places like Atlantic City, N.J. and Revere Beach, Mass. And by the 20th Century, as the swimming pool began to gain in popularity in the United States, the color line prohibited blacks from enjoying this pleasant recreational skill.
In addition, self-segregation also played a role in limiting those of African ancestry from getting in the water. I remember my Aunt saying to stay away from the pool because, “black folk don’t swim.””
Such a long and consistent history of anti-Blackness and swimming. Long before police openly assaulted little black girls in McKinney, GoodWhitePeople™ were enforcing White Supremacy and segregating swimming pools.
Motel manager, James “Jimmy” Brock, pouring acid into a swimming pool to drive black people away from a “Swim In” protest, in St. Augustine, Florida on June 18, 1964.
Next time you hear someone ask questions like, “Why don’t black people swim?” Or “Why are so many black people afraid of dogs?” And, “Why are there do so many black people live in poverty?”…..let ‘em know that those aren’t coincidences. These things didn’t just happen naturally, all on their own. There’s a reason for it, and you don’t have to be an historian to know they’re all interconnected through slavery, endemic racism and persistently racist cultural norms.
always reblog…
oh my god
i want to tear James Brock apart with my bare teeth
la reunion by vince42
The distinctive and memorable Thailand-only covers for the Harry Potter novels.
Dytto - “Barbie Girl” Dance
Holy fuck watch this
fun fact: The last supper would have been more like this, according to tradition:
so casual i love it
a sleepover with jc and the boys
Paul: Judas truth or dare??
Judas: dare
Paul: okay lmao I dare u to kiss JC
Jesus: ok your turn peter truth or dare
Peter: truth
Jesus: would you ever betray me peter
Peter:
Jesus:
(a few days later)
Peter: *betrays Jesus*
Jesus:
Jesus: *returns*
Peter: “Jesus… you’re back ?”
Jesus:
this post gets more absurd every time it crosses my dash
Another fun fact:
The Last Supper was actually a Passover Seder which means by the time they broke the food out, these guys were likely already drunk out of their minds.
Drunk Jesus: guys take this bread
Drunk Jesus: it’s me
Jesus: Take this wine, it is my blood.
Apostles: Big mood, JC.
life gets so much better when u accept urself for the weird little bitch that u are
The popularity of the slow burn fic trope in the LGBTQ community is a direct reflection of the persisting need to side-step every direct confrontation of your romantic/sexual feelings for the sake of your own survival. This coping tactic of avoidance of clear communication, although hindering, becomes familiar and homely when it is continuously associated with stories we ourselves relate to and reflects our own experience of never feeling safe enough to fearlessly barge into relationships. In this essay I will
hey op this is a really hot take but you’re right and you should scream it