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Ivan Aivazovsky, Winter Landscape (1876)

To all those who don’t think the rape joke was a problem, or rape jokes are a problem. I get it, you’re a decent guy. I can even believe it. You’ve never raped anybody. You would NEVER rape anybody. You’re upset that all these feminists are trying to accuse you of doing something or connect you to doing something that, as far as you’re concerned, you’ve never done and would never condone. And they’ve told you about triggers, and PTSD, and how one in six women is a survivor, and you get it. You do. But you can’t let every time someone gets all upset get in the way of you having a good time, right? So fine. If all those arguments aren’t going anything for you, let me tell you this. And I tell you this because I genuinely believe you mean it when you say you don’t want to hurt anybody, and you don’t see the harm, and that it’s important to you to do your best to be a decent and good person. And I genuinely believe you when you say you would never associate with a rapist and you think rape really is a very bad thing. Because this is why I refuse to take rape jokes sitting down- 6% of college age men, slightly over 1 in 20, will admit to raping someone in anonymous surveys, as long as the word “rape” isn’t used in the description of the act. 6% of Penny Arcade’s target demographic will admit to actually being rapists when asked. A lot of people accuse feminists of thinking that all men are rapists. That’s not true. But do you know who think all men are rapists? Rapists do. They really do. In psychological study, the profiling, the studies, it comes out again and again. Virtually all rapists genuinely believe that all men rape, and other men just keep it hushed up better. And more, these people who really are rapists are constantly reaffirmed in their belief about the rest of mankind being rapists like them by things like rape jokes, that dismiss and normalize the idea of rape. If one in twenty guys is a real and true rapist, and you have any amount of social activity with other guys like yourself, really cool guy, then it is almost a statistical certainty that one time hanging out with friends and their friends, playing Halo with a bunch of guys online, in a WoW guild, or elsewhere, you were talking to a rapist. Not your fault. You can’t tell a rapist apart any better than anyone else can. It’s not like they announce themselves. But, here’s the thing. It’s very likely that in some of these interactions with these guys, at some point or another someone told a rape joke. You, decent guy that you are, understood that they didn’t mean it, and it was just a joke. And so you laughed. And, decent guy who would never condone rape, who would step in and stop rape if he saw it, who understands that rape is awful and wrong and bad, when you laughed? That rapist who was in the group with you, that rapist thought that you were on his side. That rapist knew that you were a rapist like him. And he felt validated, and he felt he was among his comrades. You. The rapist’s comrade. And if that doesn’t make you feel sick to your stomach, if that doesn’t make you want to throw up, if that doesn’t disturb you or bother you or make you feel like maybe you should at least consider not participating in that kind of humor anymore… Well, maybe you aren’t as opposed to rapists as you claim.

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Marc Chagall. Le violoniste bleu 1929

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Claidheam Reul-airgeadach

bha mo sheanair na chlìucair; chunna mi mo theanga mar claidheamh reul-airgeadach am measg na bric tarr-ghealla anns a chabhal.

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my grandfather was a maker of nets; i saw my tongue like a silvercoated sword amongst the white-bellied trouts entangled in his seine

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Boy: Ur soo sexy fuck me:) Girl: No Boy: Your such a rude fucking ugly bitch i never wanted to talk to your fat ass anyoways you probably are broke as fuck u whore

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Model - Jacek Malczewski 1907

Polish 1854 - 1929

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Holiday on the Hudson, c.1912. George Benjamin Luks. Oil on canvas

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There’s a long tradition of fetishising the idea of the green native in Western thinking. To the Western mind indigenous people are seen as rooted, as connected to a now gone but ultimately easier,...

An exhibition of photographs of tribal peoples may mean well, but in reality, it operates as propaganda for those oppressing these peoples.

Against all the odds, tribal peoples are still here and proud, but they are struggling to survive. The tribes in Nelson’s book face constant threats of displacement, murder, racism, or forced ‘development’, yet the average viewer would have no inkling of the suffering behind every dramatic print. Exposure to the western world is a rare chance for them to hold oppressive governments accountable. Instead, Nelson has selected picturesque elements from each place, added a pinch of untruths, removed political and social context and painted their deliberate and preventable destruction as effectively a fait accompli. Is he really a ‘teller of truth’ while his whole mission, as Cowlitz Indian Elissa Washuta wrote, “is built on a horrifying assumption: that these indigenous peoples are on the brink of destruction. He couldn’t be more wrong.” The very forces which are causing the disappearance that Nelson mourns in his book, are not mentioned one single time in it. Any tribal persons who hoped Nelson would give something back must be bitterly disappointed. The underlying message: tribal people do not belong in the modern world. It allows us to feel sadness at their inevitable demise, but the very nostalgia it engenders about the current state of humanity implies they are not part of this humanity.