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Strong enough to lift up that which was made to weigh her down.
Been playing with design! T-shirt now available on Threadless! I wanted to go for this idea of someone who could carry the burden that was supposed to drag her down and hold her in place. That it became her tool, not a weapon used against her.
"Family-friendly" has been a dogwhistle for all kinds of evil horseshit since at LEASE my childhood, 40+ years ago.
Don't fall for it. And don't let pro-LGBT+ people use that language without challenging it, it's a direct fucking quote from our oppressors.
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[ID: A tweet from @DJ_theoretical. It reads:
Every time I see the phrase "family-friendly" in the Discourse, I remember how I was evicted for being trans and the landlord's exact words were "I want a family-friendly household, and you [trans people] aren't that"
/End ID]
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[ID: A tweet from @hayxsmith. It reads:
The purpose of Pride is to find safety in numbers and put pressure on social/political barriers with visibility and protest. The reason it isn't "family-friendly" is because you believed we did not belong in your families.
"Family-friendly" has become an anti-gay dog whistle.
/End ID]
Science Fiction Quarterly, November 1952 Cover by Milton Luros
Sorry, Science Fiction Quarterly, you got the mask on the wrong part of the face...
Druid’s Guide to Animals
This supplement to the Monster Manual should also just have animals that aren’t in the manual.
Examples: Ibex
Pretty much a giant goat, but with spider climb. Honestly, I think every goat would have levels in climb and then some would have levels in spider climb.
Gurlag Unmenshen: Druid you coward, where have you hidden yourself!?
Druid: BA’a’a’a’a’H!
Gurlag Unmenshen: Wha-What? How’d the hell’d you get up THERE?!
Druid: *Power dives*
Then there’s the Cockroach.
I know, I know, but hear me out!
Cockroach can’t do any damage. None. Has Aura of disgust. -10 charisma. -5 perception, can’t see details.
So why would you even bother?
+10 stealth, Invulnerable to crushing, bashing, knives, flails, flailing, fire, nuclear attacks… basically, if it can kill a motherF*cker, it can’t kill you. Sure, SOME poisons and critical fail on your armor check could kill you, but thats it.
Druid: Guys, really?
Barbarian: Its the only way.
Cleric: We have faith in you.
Thief: I’ll be there right behind you. Waaaaay behind you.
Druid: *grumbles* *sneaks into the dragons lair. Finds a good shiny. Steals the shiny.*
Dragon: YOU DARE?!
Druid: uuuhhh…
Dragon: I WILL SQUASH YOU LIKE THE BUG YOU ARE!!!
Druid: *Cockroaches right before the claw comes down.*
Dragon:WHAT THE?
Druid:*scuttles away*
Dragon: IS THAT??? DIE! *hand slams down* *looks*
Druid: Scuttles into the gold.
Dragon: EW! GET OUT GET OUT GET OUT!
Druid: *clings to a gold piece that the dragon has clawed into the air.*
Further slapstick hilarity ensues. Druid finally escapes, singed but alive.
Druid: *Uncockroaches* *breaths hard* Did… did you get it?
Thief: Got it right here. Didn’t even notice me steal the King McGuffin from the heart of its nest.
Cleric: Don’t be too impressed with him, you had that big lizard so frazzled it didn’t notice the Barbarian shopping for an axe.
Barbarian: *holds up axe*
Druid: I hate you all.
Ok, but now that I think about this more, I’ve realized that the Druid wouldn’t just become a cockroach.
They would become a SWARM of Cockraches.
Can you imagine the dragon looking down to see 20 roaches scuttling away from its claws?
Can you just hear the screams?
Because I can.
oh, I can.
How it started / How it’s going
https://twitter.com/jijijibli/status/1391829463630024704?s=19
*whistles nonchalantly *
Palestinian throws a rock. Media : “terrorism”
Israel bombs people in their homes. Media : “self defense”.
The journalist who recorded the video is Hind Hassan for Vice News. She has requested that the source is given when her footage is proliferated online. She is still on site covering the conflict and you can follow her for more information.
i took a pic of me watching the pickle rick episode to piss people off but like somehow i managed to take the pic so that the frame on the tv was…. a different frame to the reflection on the desk?
cursed image
this is the most fucked up scenario that accurately depicts that movement of photons through space and time
Einstein would be so upset that you proved his theory in one moment, cause in his day it took fuckin months to setup an eclipse pic to prove relativity n you did it by accident, in ur living room. congrats.
Haya Abu alOuf, a survivor of the #WehdaStreetMassacre in Gaza that took away the lives of 42 of her family members, neighbors, and loved ones, has something to say to the world. Hear her out!
Video credit: Al Masdar News.
Translated by Hanya Aljamal.
For context: This guy is a ex cop who is there to expose the fact that police heavily manipulate these statistics to cover up the truth. He aint a bad person who is lying, he is a good person who is pointing out that the police is lying.
Her dreadlocks felt empowering – so why get rid of them? Read how she learned about cultural appropriation the hard way, and you'll learn how to be a better ally and feminist.
This is how you ally, white feminism.
Oh yeah, and fuck you Allure Mag !
This White Feminist Loved Her Dreadlocks – Here’s Why She Cut Them Off
August 2, 2015 by Annah Anti-Palindrome
I felt the societal pressures of womanhood come on like a plague.
It seemed like one day I was building forts and catching lizards, and the next I was sucking in my gut, picking at my face, and navigating an inescapable shame about my body – a shame that I’ve now spent the last twenty years trying to shirk.
I remember being ten years old and grieving my girlhood – that short period of time when I was allowed to exist without a preoccupation of my physical appearance constantly looming in the front of my mind – a time when my self-esteem wasn’t rooted in whether or not I was pretty enough, skinny enough, busty enough, sexy enough.
Time passed and the more unattainable and oppressive heteronormative femininity felt, the more I grew to hate myself and everybody around me.
In my late teens, I finally gave up. I cobbled together an outfit with layers suitable for all types of weather and didn’t change out of it for an entire year.
I let my leg and armpit hair grow long, and I let the hair on my head spiral into a nest of cords, matts, and tangles (a hairdo I would later ignorantly and appropriatively refer to as dreadlocks).
I ran away from home – started hitchhiking all over the country, going to feminist music festivals, entrenching myself amidst the company of other (mostly white) grrrls who were shirking their feminine hygiene routines (shaving, bathing, hair combing, general beauty maintenance regimens of all types, really) in order to really “stick it to the patriarchy.” (It was a thing, okay?)
We idolized musicians like The Slits, Babes in Toyland, 7 Year Bitch, Ani Difranco, L7, and Switchblade Symphony – all feminists who wrote songs about smashing mainstream beauty standards – all bands featuring white women who wore their hair in dreadlocks at some point or another during their musical careers.
What It Was Like Being A White Girl with Dreadlocks
In navigating through a predominantly white, feminist punk subculture, I never gave a second thought to whether wearing my hair in dreadlocks was offensive — at least to any one other than to The Patriarchy.
Having dreadlocks was part of what allowed me to stop obsessing over my appearance.
As long as I had them, the pressure – well for me as a cis gender white woman – to achieve mainstream, heteronormative beauty standards was off the table.
I suppose I felt empowered by this form of rebellious self-exclusion (the alternative being forced exclusion because I simply failed at womanhood).
While I did run into the occasional asshole on the street who called me a “filthy dyke,” my whiteness led people to read me as “quirky” and “alternative”.
I wasn’t followed around by security guards every time I went into a store. I wasn’t hassled by the cops for hanging out with my friends on street corners. I wasn’t hauled off to jail on the presumption that I was a gang member just because of my nonconventional appearance.
To further my point, being a white grrrl with dreadlocks, as well as someone who wore clothing scrappily held together by safety pins, dental fIoss and band patches, I was still considered employable and trustworthy.
Without any regard to personal qualifications, even with an incarceration record and no college education, I was often given responsibilities that put me in positions of authority over my co-workers of color.
Despite my rebellious appearance, I enjoyed a level of tolerance from authority figures and society at large that can only be attributed to my whiteness.
Everything changed when I stopped traveling, started investing in local activist projects, and began building a broader, more multiracial community.
For the first time, my peers had lots of questions and critiques about my choice to wear dreadlocks.
The responses other activists had to my hair ranged from mild irritation to downright anger.
People were constantly making comments under their breath when they passed me about “cultural appropriation” – I had no idea what that meant.
Some friends eventually suggested some readings and resources that would help me understand.
I read them and learned more about the history and symbolism of dreadlocks in the US in context to black folk’s resistance movements against white supremacy. I learned that black folks in the US with dreadlocks are not seen as “quirky” or “alternative,” but as “dangerous” and “militant”.
I learned to identify the ways that white colonist mentalities show up in our contemporary, everyday lives.
I realized that I was participating in the shitty reality that, for centuries, white people have felt entitled to taking pretty much anything their hearts desire – entire continents, human bodies, land resources, and, yes, whatever cultural trappings of the communities they colonized that were thought to be intriguing at the time.
The Harmful Messages I Was Sending to the World as a White Woman with Dreadlocks
It finally became clear to me that by wearing my hair in dreadlocks as a white person, the nonverbal statements I was making to folks of color were:
“Look! I can reject all of mainstream society’s expectations of me and still be treated with more respect than you!”
“Your legacies of cultural resistance are so irrelevant that they’ve become nothing more than a fashion accessory to help me evade the expectations of white womanhood!”
“I don’t care that my presence illicitness discomfort and sometimes communicates what is seen as blatant disrespect!”
“I don’t care that my hairstyle symbolizes the kind of white entitlement that has resulted in centuries worth of global, colonial violence.”
Etcetera.
I’m pretty embarrassed to say so… but even after this new stage of awareness I stiiiiillllll had a super hard time letting them go.
Some examples of my last stitch arguments were:
1. “Lots of cultures throughout the ages have worn dreadlocks! I’m part Scandinavian! My ancestors were Vikings!”
To which my friends responded:
Yes, it’s true that dreadlocks are worn in all different cultures around the world, but the context for which they are worn in the US is explicitly rooted in black folks’ (Rastafarians specifically) symbolic resistance to white supremacy.
When white people in the US wear dreadlocks, the power of this symbolic resistance is reduced to an “exotic” fashion trend wherein the oppressor is able to “play,” temporarily, an “exotic other” without acknowledging or experiencing any of the daily discriminations black folks have to face.
2. “We live in an intercultural society. Black women wear white hairstyles, so what’s up with the double standard?”
To which my friends responded:
Black women are told that in order to appear “respectable” in US society, they need to invest an obscene amount of time and energy into making themselves “look more white.”
Due to this fucked-up societal pressure – and due to the institutional power that white people have in determining mainstream beauty standards – it’s not the same.
3. “Nobody can control me! I do what I want!”
To which my friends responded:
…and you know what? You’re white, so it makes complete sense that you’d feel that way.
4. “By wearing dreadlocks, I’m giving up my white privilege to stand in solidarity with POC.”
To which my friends responded:
You are an oppression tourist – a white girl who always has an escape route back to the open arms of white supremacy once she is through rebelling. You can cut them off anytime.
To pretend otherwise or assume yourself a martyr is misguided and offensive.
5. “But there’s a difference between ‘appreciation’ and ‘appropriation’ isn’t there?”
My friends referred me to articles like these, saying:
I’m trying to think of examples of things I respect and how I show that respect. I’m actually struggling to think of a time when I respected something, and decided the best way to show that respect was by taking it. You know how I show respect?
I listen.
I listen hard, I listen deeply, and I listen constantly. I listen to stories, I listen to histories, I listen to learn, and I listen to hear when I’ve misstepped. I listen so I can become a more complete human being.
6. “But that’s not what I mean! What about the purpose they serve me?”
To which my friends responded:
Whether or not you mean to be disrespectful, the statements you are communicating are out of your control. Certain cultural symbols will always have semiotic weight – you wouldn’t wear a swastika pendant just because you thought it was pretty.
The Haircut
I finally cut them off – and when I did, I felt (literally and figuratively) a dozen pounds lighter.
Though I am still pretty “alternative” looking, I’ve learned to stand up against systems of oppression by doing the actual footwork in my daily life. I no longer naively expect my physical appearance (on its own) to do that work for me.
Cutting off my dreadlocks was a form of accountability – an acknowledgment of the ways in which I’ve benefited (and continue to benefit) from legacies of extreme, racialized violence.
Cutting off my dreadlocks didn’t make me an instantly “good white person” or even a trustworthy ally, but it sure as hell dismantled some of the barriers that stood in the way of cultivating deep, meaningful relationships based on mutual respect, trust and solidarity.
As feminists, we do need to continue working hard to dismantle society’s oppressive messages about femininity, but we also need to be thinking about the intersections of race, class, and gender, the ways some of us benefit from the system in which we live, and how we can empower and liberate ourselves without contributing to the oppression of someone else.
This is one of the best things I’ve read on cultural appropriation from a white perspective
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whatever you think misanthropy is, none of it comes even close to the sheer hatred that the average gentrifier has for all signs of humanity, of life
you ruined a perfectly good house is what you did
This literally makes me want to vomit.
Modern houses and building are absolutely awful. Bring back diversity. I feel like I’m staring at prison.
I’ve never seen such a perfect visual representation of “hobby gentrification” before this.
On the left you have the hobby as organically grown, populated with hobbyists who love it and all of its weird facets and niches. There is personality and life there.
On the right you have the hobby after it’s been taken over, the personality is dead, it’s now a corporate product made so by people moving in, forcing out all of the old hobbyists, and making it just like all of the other “popular” hobbies. Dead and lifeless, populated only by well known brands and people who don’t actually enjoy them because they’re told they should.
GUILTY
God I want to SCREAM! Thank GOD. I was so scared he’d get off. Its happened to many times. Fuck. We have to change the laws to make sure that this isn’t an aberration.
been a while since i last posted a drawing time lapse so *hands you this*
You know, I just love seeing stuff like this, seeing people’s process and that they basically drew this thing three times before even coloring it. I have serious “perfectionist” issues that I’m trying to over come, and this is great for that.
The latest 9th House fashion: Face paint? Blood. Bed sheets? On head. Booty? OUT.
I’m not the only one who sees it, right?
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i want yall to look at the total number of shitpost cards i have in this folder. all keyword searchable. in order to understand how strongly i identify with this statement
Are you putting your best ones (like this one) on Redbubble or Society6 or some place like that?
dude there’s a listing on the etsy. (link in descrip) all these do is take up storage space, in fact if you dm the store itself you can request that I make you a bundle for like 30-40 bucks and i just give you a whole stack to play with
… hang on. I’m going to do something for you.
Ok, @theshitpostcalligrapher, I did the thing. Society6 prints to order, so you don’t have to store anything. Redbubble does this as well, I just don’t have a store on there to play with. You just need to upload a sufficiently huge image for printing on the objects, and occasionally conform to format if you want the thing. Like a tapestry or shit. They print your image on the objects they sell and you get a cut. Like this Clock:
or these drinking vessels:
This office crap (there’s one of those specifications):
and, as I mentioned, also on fabric things like this pillow:
Anyhow, I threw that up to get those pictures and then took it down because its your work and if anyone is going to get an awesome mug like that, you should get the money for it.
dude as fantastic as those look, there’s a reason I only have prints, buttons and customs to sell- I have significantly greater quality control and inventory tracking if I make and sell everything I do myself.
the originals are reasonably priced and majority of the cash goes to me. It also makes it easier to go “hey that store’s a fake” bc it’s less ‘that store in particular isn’t me’ and more ‘hey i dont have an account on that store’. Plus all my print prices are based on illumination complexity, because I add gold to every print by hand.
I considered society6 and redbubble when I first started on this blog but ultimately decided on handling most of production and supply chain myself. Thank you for the offer tho!
Hey, as long as its a decision you made rather than a default because of lack of awareness, awesome. :)
