This is how the system of white supremacy operates. The media is used 2 create stereotypes like blk on blk crime.They need black men to fill jail cells for the Prison Indstrial complex
You know what? I’m tired of this.
I do not know what exactly they are waiting for. I mean our government comes up with “reasons” to invade other countries, such as Syria, like their government is allegedly violating human rights or something like that. but… I mean for other countries, they do not even have to go deep to bomb the fuck out of this place, they can just look at our media. And this has been happening to people of color since the media has existed.
Did a research project on this in undergrad and the results are extremely alarming because it’s not just in imagery, it’s in language used even in the law making process and within our own communities in a completely different way than expected.
If anyone is curious about this, here is the post with the information ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒 ✩°˖ ⋆。˚
I place you in ...
𝑯𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒉
𝑺𝒆𝒂𝒕: Evenfall Hall, perched on the sapphire isle of Tarth, lush, ocean-ringed, and kissed by storms.
𝑪𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 & 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆: The people of Tarth are seafarers, warriors, and noble-hearted defenders. Known as the “Sapphire Isle” for its blue waters and rich resources, Tarth holds strong ties to both Stormlands honor and Dornish independence. As a daughter of Tarth, you'd be seen as radiant, brave, and untamed; admired for your vivid beauty but remembered for your strength.
𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒏: Stormlands, but with a distinct coastal island identity. Rain-washed cliffs, wildflowers growing on stone, the scent of salt and steel. A place for those with wild hearts and noble souls.
𝑺𝒊𝒈𝒊𝒍: A yellow sun above a sea azure, representing light in darkness, and beauty emerging from strength.
𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔: Not recorded in canon. However, House Tarth is known for chivalry, duty, and fierce integrity. Their actions speak louder than mottos.
𝑹𝒆𝒑𝒖𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏: House Tarth is respected for its loyalty to House Baratheon and the bravery of its warriors (see: Ser Brienne). With your red hair, luminous presence, and strong gaze, you’d be the island’s flame; seen by suitors and swords alike as a symbol of untouchable grace and enduring will. A rare beauty, yes, but also someone who fights for what she loves.
𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 ˙ ✩°˖ ⋆。˚
I place you in…
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒚 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕
With your vivid red hair and expressive gaze, you belong among golden scrolls and sunlit palaces; striking, curious, and impossible to overlook. Your presence feels like sunlight through stained glass: warm, enchanting, and just a little bit dangerous if underestimated.
𝑪𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒆 & 𝑷𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆: The Day Court is known for brilliance, intelligence, and radiant beauty; its people value knowledge, clarity, and diplomacy. They are thinkers and visionaries, artists and strategists. There’s a softness to their manner, but a sharp mind behind every smile.
𝑹𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒐𝒏: A glowing desert of golden sands, crystal cities, and star-mapped libraries. The Day Court is a realm of warmth and vision; everything bright, bold, and ancient in beauty.
𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝑻𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒔:
Intellectual curiosity
Radiance and inner fire
Keen insight
A balance of elegance and boldness
Hidden passion beneath golden charm
𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔: The Night Court (shared appreciation for complexity and brilliance) and Dawn Court (softness and beauty).
𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 ✩°˖ ⋆。˚
I place you among…
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒍
Your red hair sets you apart, but your features; refined, gentle and expressive - mark you as Elven. There is an aura of ancient quiet about you, not because of any meekness but because you seem observant.
You look like someone who has spent years beneath the trees and stars, reading in alcoves and walking beside rivers. Regal yet kind, soft in presence yet unyielding in spirit.
𝑨𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆:
• Scholar, dreamer, keeper of memory.
• Carries beauty with unconscious grace.
• Wields knowledge like a blade.
• Tends the wounds of the world with both gentleness and fire.
𝑲𝒏𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝑭𝒐𝒓:
Eloquence and sharp intelligence
Loyalty to those you love
Wisdom beyond your years
And a rare, radiant anger when the world forgets what should be sacred