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by See Bang Now
Kara/Supergirl is hope and goodness personified, driven to save people by little more than the stubborn belief that they’re worth saving. According to the always image-conscious Cat, this means that Supergirl must be perfect and, by extension, can’t be human, but Kara’s humanity, so to speak, is ultimately what makes her a hero. Where her big-screen counterparts are defined and limited by their powers, Kara is defined—and freed—by her restraint. As exemplified by her encounter with a would-be robber in the episode “Human for a Day,” she doesn’t need to resort to violence or even to use her super-strength, freeze breath, or any of her other exceptional abilities to save the day. She proves herself not by winning battles and defeating enemies, but by helping people.
I Need a Hero: How Supergirl Could Rescue the DC Cinematic Universe (x)
Me: So you know that boy that I really liked? Friend:…Yea. Me: Well he did a thing and now I don’t like him anymore. Friend: Oh no! I’m so sor- Me: Anyway, thank GOD thats whole feelings thing is over lol Friend: ….
Quite possibly my favorite book display of all time
This is actually such an excellent idea
Actually, I’d rather promote the idea of ACCURATE book covers. There are so many books I picked up (and then refused to give back) because the cover art reflected an accurate aspect of the story inside, appealed to my interests, and/or was very well done.
If I’d seen this cover for Alanna first, I’d NEVER have touched the book, even at age 12:
What does this tell us about the story? Girl and sword. I like stories about Girls and Swords, but I don’t see a warrior on this cover. I see prepubescent porn posing. Even then I knew the difference.
Also, that font makes me want to stab things.
(Seductive Girl Pose! Looking up through eyelashes, fucking eye shadow, hips cocked, arms bared, skin-tight pants, chest thrust out to imply boobs that haven’t even GROWN YET, and short haircut that would have taken Work to maintain. Wooden sword prop and NO GLOVES. Yeah. No thanks. Oh, and isn’t this book about someone who is doing their best NOT to look feminine???)
But fortunately, I saw this one first:
Practical haircut that (almost) matches the description in the book, sword that does not look like wooden prop, practical utilitarian clothing that isn’t gendered in any way and in fact would hide distinctive hip/pelvic traits as she grew, boobs or lack thereof NOT emphasized, GLOVES, and oh, a scabbard, isn’t that useful, and those are actual riding boots. Sign me the fuck up! said 12-year-old me, and yes, I still have a huge crush, shut up.
I would also have accepted these happily:
Accurate in age, hair and eye color, practical clothing, not gender-coded even though it’s showing pre-haircut Alanna? YES. Also I want this as a poster.
(This one could be mistranslated as Seductive Girl Pose, but that is not Seductive, that is Fuck With Me And I Will Murder Your Face.)
Is that a hint of other cultures I see on this cover? GIMME.
This one isn’t as informative as to characters, but it’s intriguing, like the first covers I saw for The Blue Sword and The Hero and the Crown.
Yes, even with her hair the wrong color. It’s informative without being insulting.
This one not as much, because there is something distinctly delicate-feminized about this version of Alanna, but at least it’s still description-accurate. Also, HAT. Hats are awesome.
This one isn’t as fun as Girl with Sword, but it would have REALLY gotten my attention fast, and hey, it’s an actual scene in the book!
Alanna the Warrior? Fuck yeah, sign me up some more!
reblogging for great commentary as well as excellent deployment of Alanna coversÂ
Sometimes it’s best not to ask questions about commissioned drawings.Â
Person: I just want to make sure you know that you're really pretty Me: Ya, I know.
Finding models to draw is easy when you have pretty friends.
Isn’t this just a screenshot from Titanic?
My theme song.
by Sarah Andersen
Aladdin - Aladdin Bread Loaf
“Mama Mia.” - Aladdin
WHAT YOU’LL NEED
1 loaf of bread
HOW TO MAKE IT
Steal it from the store
Follow for more magical Disney Recipes!
The Stars Of “Brooklyn Nine-Nine” Play A Game Of Cast Superlatives
Exile is part of Jedi teachings and Luke was learning from the best [ x ]
I do not understand this “male privilege" bullshit.
What. Fucking. Privileges. Do. Men. Have.???????
Name them. I swear, I challenge you to name these “male privileges" and be able to prove them.Â
Come on, I fucking dare you.Â
Name them!
Oh boy. Well, as a man, I’ll tell you my male privilege.
My odds of being hired for a job, when competing against female applicants, are probably skewed in my favor. The more prestigious the job, the larger the odds are skewed.
I can be confident in the fact that my co-workers won’t think that I was hired/promoted because of my sex - despite the fact that it’s probably true.
If I ever am promoted when a woman of my peers is better suited for the job, it is because of my sex.
If i ever fail at my job or career, it won’t be seen as a blacklist against my sex’s capabilities.
I am far less likely to face sexual harassment than my female peers.
If I do the same task as a woman, and if the measurement is at all subjective, chances are people will think I did a better job.
If I am a teen or an adult, and I stay out of prison, my odds of getting raped are relatively low.
On average, I’m taught that walking alone after dark by myself is less than dangerous than it is for my female peers.
If I choose not to have children, my masculinity will not be questioned.
If I do have children but I do not provide primary care for them, my masculinity will not be questioned.
If I have children and I do care for them, I’ll be praised even if my care is only marginally competent.
If I have children and a career, no one will think I’m selfish for not staying at home.
If I seek political office, my relationship with my children or who I deem to take care of them will more often not be scrutinized by the press.
My elected representatives are mostly people of my own sex. The more prestigious the position, the more this is true.
When i seek out “the person in charge", it is likely that they will be someone of my own sex. The higher the position, the more often this is true.
As a child, chances are I am encouraged to be more active and outgoing than my sisters.
As a child, I could choose from an almost infinite variety of children’s media featuring positive, active, non-stereotyped heroes of my own sex. I never had to look for it; male protagonists were (and are) the default.
As a child, chances are I got more teacher attention than girls who raised their hands just as often.
If my day, week or year is going badly, I need not ask of each negative episode or situation whether or not it has sexist overtones. (Nobody’s going to ask if I’m upset because I’m menstruating.)
I can turn on the television or glance at the front page of the newspaper and see people of my own sex widely represented.
If I’m careless with my financial affairs it won’t be attributed to my sex.
If I’m careless with my driving it won’t be attributed to my sex.
I can speak in public to a large group without putting my sex on trial.
Even if I sleep with a lot of women, there is little to no chance that I will be seriously labeled a “slut,” nor is there any male counterpart to “slut-bashing.”
I do not have to worry about the message my wardrobe sends about my sexual availability.
My clothing is typically less expensive and better-constructed than women’s clothing for the same social status. While I have fewer options, my clothes will probably fit better than a woman’s without tailoring.
The grooming regimen expected of me is relatively cheap and consumes little time.
If I buy a new car, chances are I’ll be offered a better price than a woman buying the same car. The same goes for other expensive merchandise.
If I’m not conventionally attractive, the disadvantages are relatively small and easy to ignore.
I can be loud with no fear of being called a shrew. I can be aggressive with no fear of being called a bitch.
I can ask for legal protection from violence that happens mostly to men without being seen as a selfish special interest, since that kind of violence is called “crime” and is a general social concern. (Violence that happens mostly to women is usually called “domestic violence” or “acquaintance rape,” and is seen as a special interest issue.)
I can be confident that the ordinary language of day-to-day existence will always include my sex. “All men are created equal,” mailman, chairman, freshman, he.
My ability to make important decisions and my capability in general will never be questioned depending on what time of the month it is.
I will never be expected to change my name upon marriage or questioned if I don’t change my name.
The decision to hire me will not be based on assumptions about whether or not I might choose to have a family sometime soon.
Every major religion in the world is led primarily by people of my own sex. Even God, in most major religions, is pictured as male.
Most major religions argue that I should be the head of my household, while my wife and children should be subservient to me.
If I have a wife or live-in girlfriend, chances are we’ll divide up household chores so that she does most of the labor, and in particular the most repetitive and unrewarding tasks.
If I have children with my girlfriend or wife, I can expect her to do most of the basic childcare such as changing diapers and feeding.
If I have children with my wife or girlfriend, and it turns out that one of us needs to make career sacrifices to raise the kids, chances are we’ll both assume the career sacrificed should be hers.
Assuming I am heterosexual, magazines, billboards, television, movies, pornography, and virtually all of media is filled with images of scantily-clad women intended to appeal to me sexually. Such images of men exist, but are rarer.
In general, I am under much less pressure to be thin than my female counterparts are. If I am over-weight, I probably suffer fewer social and economic consequences for being fat than over-weight women do.
 If I am heterosexual, it’s incredibly unlikely that I’ll ever be beaten up by a spouse or lover.
Complete strangers generally do not walk up to me on the street and tell me to “smile.”
Sexual harassment on the street virtually never happens to me. I do not need to plot my movements through public space in order to avoid being sexually harassed, or to mitigate sexual harassment.
On average, I am not interrupted by women as often as women are interrupted by men.
On average, I will have the privilege of not knowing about my male privilege.
And lastly, I am taken as a more credible feminist than my female peers, despite the fact that the feminist movement is not liberating to my sex.
This is male privilege.
THIS. THIS IS HOW YOU BE A MALE FEMINIST.Â
How most people with invisible illnesses are treated by health care “professionals”
The Golden Girls didn’t fuck around
pls watch
honestly i really appreciated this scene when I first saw it bc it took me like two years to get a diagnosis for what’s wrong with me
Dorothy: Â Dr. Budd?
Dr. Budd: Â Yes?
Dorothy:  You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick.  Do you remember?  You told me I was just getting old.
Dr. Budd:  I’m sorry, I really don’t–
Dorothy:  Remember.  Maybe you’re getting old.  That’s a little joke.  Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick.  I have chronic fatigue syndrome.  That is a real illness.  You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr. Budd:  Huh.  Well, I’m sorry about that.
Dorothy:  Well, I’m glad!  At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd:  I’m sure.  Well, nice seeing you.
Dorothy:  Not so fast.  There are some things I have to say.  There are a lot of things that I have to say.  Words can’t express what I have to say.  [tearing up]  What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.
Dr. Budd: Â Good!
Dorothy: Â But I will!
Dr. Budd’s date:  Louis, who is this person?
Dr. Budd:  Look, Miss–
Dorothy:  Sit.  I sat for you long enough.  Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me.  You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up.  You dismissed me!  You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time.  Is that your caring profession?  Is that healing?  No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one.  I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.
Dr. Budd:  Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–
Dr. Budd’s date:  Shut up, Louis.
Dorothy:  I don’t know where you doctors lose your humanity, but you lose it.  You know, if all of you, at the beginning of your careers, could get very sick and very scared for a while, you’d probably learn more from that than anything else.  You’d better start listening to your patients.  They need to be heard.  They need caring.  They need compassion.  They need attending to.  You know, someday, Dr. Budd, you’re gonna be on the other side of the table, and as angry as I am, and as angry as I always will be, I still wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
Reblogging for any of my mutuals who’ve ever dealt with Dr. Budd.
Vote Dorothy Zbornak/Julia Sugarbaker 2016
“she shouldn’t have worn that skirt to the frat party.”
“yeah, well, archduke franz ferdinand shouldn’t have been wandering around sarajevo in an open-top car, so i guess he was asking to be murdered, too.”
Driving in the first snow vs. last snow of winter