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always remember that american schools are not concerned with truth but with americanization. if it were concerned with truth, it wouldn’t be still be teaching that abe lincoln was some kind of messiah who came to the rescue of black people.
the fact that this was written two years ago and it’s still relevant… what does that tell you?
when u scratch a cat’s chin and they lift their head up reblog if u agree
when u scratch a cat’s cheek and they lean their head into ur hand reblog if u agree
when u put your hand in front of your cat’s face and they gently headbut u reblog if u agree
when ur cat runs just a lil bit faster to get to u reblog if u agree
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Lady Eboshi was awesome. You know why? Because she looked at a town full of abused and exploited women and said “Fuck this shit”
And they said “Look lady these girls are just trying to earn a living”
But Lady Eboshi didn’t take that shit. She said “Well I’ll buy them and if they want they can come with me.”
“Lady you are hysterical you can’t afford…”
“Fuck you. I’m paying for all of it. And you know how? These ladies are going to work for me. I’m going to pay them to make iron for weapons and you are going to buy those weapons.”
LATER
“Your town is so big and succesful the Emperor wants it. You better sell out now because all of those natural resources are protected by the Gods so you might as well…”
“Fuck the Gods. Fuck the Emperor. Fuck your shit. It’s my hot town I’ll do what I want.”
She also took in men who’d been crippled and were cast out to be beggars and gave them work they could do and plenty of respect and care. Lady was feminist as fuck.
SHE TOOK IN LEPERS.
LEPERS.
L E P E R S.
See above for why Lady Eboshi is one of the best characters ever. Technically, she’s the antagonist after you learn San’s story and how Eboshi is hurting the environment, but she’s not villified by the story or by any human characters in the town because of her humanitarian efforts. She’s an antagonist for San and Ashitaka at some points, but in all others, she’s nothing less of a hero. Even at the end, when her town is ruined, she just smiles and says “This time we’ll build a better town.” with the implication she’ll make a prosperous town for her people without harming the environment.
tl;dr - Lady Eboshi is the best
Princess Mononoke is such a great movie for not creating a single defined villain in it. Everything is more complicated than it seems and everyone is trying to protect SOMEONE. Seriously, this movie is a masterpiece of storytelling in that sense, on top of being one of my favorite (animated) films of all time.
Studio Ghibli antagonists are more well-rounded, believable and likeable than most stories’ *protagonists*.
i want to know what bears think sometimes
The first time I met my boyfriend’s grandparents, I was terrified. First, I really wanted them to like me, and second, he told me they were pretty religious. They’re Roman Catholic, but I’m Jewish, and I didn’t get the impression from the rest of his family that that would upset them, but I wasn’t sure they’d be chill with us dating, and I’m always afraid of those unconscious, anti-semitic micro-aggressions.
Sure enough, within an hour of meeting me they asked if I was religious, in a way that was obviously asking if I had a religion, and which one it was. I calmly told them I was Jewish, and my boyfriend’s grandmother lit up. Her mother was a Syrian who moved to Brooklyn in the early 1900′s and she grew up in a Syrian and Jewish community in Brooklyn and boy wasn’t it nice to have someone around who could help her with her Jewish pastry. It was really pleasant. His grandfather was mostly quiet.
After lunch, he and I shared a cup of coffee and some cookies and I told him about my brothers. He asked if my mom was ok with me dating a gentile. And then he looked around, saw we were alone for a sec, and asked me to follow him out to the garage. In the garage he asked me to take an old picnic basket down from off a cabinet. And then he told me to open it. The moment the lid came off I knew. I knew that shade of red. He told me to take it out and lay it across the floor. It was a Nazi flag. Not just a Nazi flag, but one that was big enough to fly outside a government office, like a massive one. I laid it out, ice in my veins, trying to figure out what was about to happen next. And then he told me to take my shoes off and stand on it.
He told me his vision wasn’t good enough to get into the army, so he snuck on a ship and figured that they’d have to deal with him when he was in Europe, and that’s what happened. He told me he went because they all knew it was bad, and he wanted to help. He told me he took the flag off of some dead Nazis. He told me to go home and tell my mother that I was safe with these goyim she’d never met, that I was loved and welcome and that they’d fight for me. He told me “Never Again”.
He passed away a few years ago, and only after his death, cleaning out his closets did we find his old patches and look up his division. This quiet man who said very little but always shared a cup of coffee with me after lunch was in an anti-tank division, and he and his division liberated camps in Poland. He saw the horrors, first hand.
Today is Holocaust Remembrance Day. Today is a day to reaffirm our promise of “Never Again”. Today is a day to remember that the only way for things to get better is to fight. Today is a good day to punch a Nazi. Do it for me. Do it for Grandpa Rocco. Do it for the world.
Well, I’m crying now.
Is it really?
So Rowling had no way of knowing the political climate during the 19 Years Later epilogue, but we do now. So consider this: what kind of world does the Golden Trio live in right now?
Their country is in the middle of Brexit talks, with racism and protectionism at their worst and the magic community isn’t far behind.
Young Pure Bloods march the streets with torches and capes, shouting “They will not replace us!” They wear Deatheater masks and temporary tattoos (oh it’s not the real thing, they’ll wash it off and be back at the office on Monday).
In the news, the authorities call for a cease of violence and ask people not to fight the young pure bloods. In the streets, people talk about talking to them calmly to fix things. Ron is livid. “You don’t reason with bloody Deatheaters! You throw curses at them!”
Hermione’s work for equality in the magical world gets harder every day. She starts getting death threats in her mail, many howlers that leave her in tears. She keeps going. When people insist that every werewolf is dangerous to society and they should all be banned from country, she tearfully remembers Lupin giving his life to protect them all, she remembers Dobby with a knife in his heart and Hagrid with his half giant blood and his giant heart. She keeps fighting.
As much as he hates it —and he hates it a lot— Harry becomes a vocal public figure again, constantly condemning blood purists and calling for action against them. His office calls horrified after the first interview, telling him he can’t be calling for violence against this people who are only protesting. “They are Deatheaters and this is how we deal with them,” he snarls back. “Have you forgotten Voldemort?” On the other side of the line, he can feel them flinch.
No one who fought the war has forgotten it, but so many others seem to, it pains Harry. It’s been barely twenty years since he saw children die in the grounds of Hogwarts, killed by grown angry men who believed themselves superior. It’s been barely twenty years since Tom Riddle’s death body laid on the ground and he thought they could finally have peace.
The trio sends their kids on the Hogwarts Express and they can’t help but remember their experiences there in a time much like this. They never thought their own children would have to suffer as they did, they pray they won’t have to.
Harry touches his lighting scar and reminds himself it hasn’t hurt again for years. All is well. A quiet voice inside his head wonders bitterly: “Is it, really?”
today my gf said “when donkey asks shrek what his name is, shrek pauses before he says shrek, and i’m convinced he came up with it on the spot.” we weren’t even talking about shrek. i can’t stop thinking about it or about how lucky i am to be with her
we’re all waiting @ 2017
MOTHERFUCKERS COULDN’T GET ON WONDER WOMEN’S LEVEL
Disney Princesses In Accurate Period Costume.
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SLEEPING BEAUTY (1485).
POCAHONTAS (17TH CENTURY POWAHTAN).
CINDERELLA (MID 1860’S)
JASMINE (PRE-ISLAMIC MIDDLE EAST)
SNOW WHITE (16TH CENTURY GERMANY).
ARIEL (1890’S)
BELLE (1770’S FRENCH COURT FASHION).
CLARIE HUMMEL
Megara (Ancient Greece)
Mulan (Ancient China)
Tiana (1920’s)
Rapunzel (18th Century)
I’ve reblogged this 6 times probably
You all always forget her excellent Maid Marian
Hey, you forgot Shoomlah’s updated version of Pocahontas:
Shoomlah said: Finally updated Pocahontas! I don’t think this is what people were expecting as the next entry in the series, but some of the criticisms of my first design have been eating away at me for years now and I needed to get off my ass and address them. So hey! Spunky age-appropriate Pocahontas/Matoaka, sans feathers in the hair/European imagery/other superfluous details. This is closer to accounts and illustrations of Powhatan dress from the period, and I kinda think it’s closer to the Disney design anyway. WIN/WIN. Thanks to everyone who’s educated my ass over the past couple of years, including moniquill, apihtawikosisan, this-is-not-native, and numerous others. You’ve made me a way more thoughtful artist in the process.
Reblogging bc I loveloveloveloveloveloveLOVE the updated Pocahontas. Too many people sexualize her. Major props for taking the time and care to fix this!
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Sure, cats falling off things is funny, but NOTHING is funnier than robots miscalculating the speed, force or angle needed to complete a mundane task. NOTHING.
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Hasan Minhaj: Homecoming King (2017)
"Representation of ethnic diversity is important, especially to me as I have a mixed heritage family," the actor wrote in a statement one week after he joined the film.
“I accepted the role unaware that the character in the original comics was of mixed Asian heritage.
…
It is clear that representing this character in a culturally accurate way holds significance for people, and that to neglect this responsibility would continue a worrying tendency to obscure ethnic minority stories and voice in the Arts. I feel it is important to honour and respect that. There I have decided to step down so the role can be cast appropriately.”
(cont.)
Ed Skrein is not an A-list actor. Yes, he has more money than most of us, but he’s not sitting on piles of Scarlett Johansson cash or Tilda Swinton money. I’ll admit that I do tend to be less upset when a lesser-known white actor takes a role that wasn’t originally written for a POC because I’m an artist and I know a lot of artists and I see that life where you don’t really know when you’ll get your next callback or your next check. I’m still angry, but way less mad than when someone with tens of millions of dollars steps into a role that has been whitewashed for “box office” reasons.
By that same notion, I’m a lot more impressed when a lesser known actor does what’s right. When you’re not a household name, stepping into a widely known slice of pop culture is a big boost to your career, so good for Skrein sending this boost on toward an Asian actor it rightfully belongs to.
This is how you do it, White Hollywood. When you know better, you’re supposed to do better.
@heedra did you see this???
Oh my god
Oh my god they
Did the right thing
“Yes! A garden metaphor! I love the garden metaphor! I just love ‘em!”
who was the fool who was tasked with naming the galaxy and the only adjective they could think of was ‘mmmmmmmmmmmmilky…’
scientist: (gazing up at space) scientist: ……….. it sure is a milky boy
NO
YOU DONT UNDERSTAND
ASTRONOMERS ARE THE SHITTIEST EVER AT NAMING THINGS I KID YOU NOT.
When it came time to name the two theoretical particle types that might be dark matter THEY INTENTIONALLY CHOSE THE NAMES SO THAT THE ACRONYMS WOULD SPELL “WIMPS” AND “MACHOS” I SHIT YOU NOT
THEY ARE FUCKING TERRIBLE AT NAMING ANYTHING
I just listened to a talk by Neil deGrasse Tyson himself LAST NIGHT and he went on about this more than once.
“I’m walking down the street and I’m like ‘ooh pretty rock…’ and some Geologist is like ‘actually, that’s anorthosite feldspar’ and I’m like ‘Nevermind, I don’t want it anymore.’ Any biologists in the audience? [some clapping] Yeah, you know what I’m talking about. The most important molecule in the human body, what did you name it? It has NINE SYLLABLES and it’s so long that even YOU GUYS abbreviate it as ‘DNA’!
But astrophysicists and astronomers? No, man, we call it like we see it. Star made of neutrons? NEUTRON STAR. Small white star? WHITE DWARF. You know that big red spot on Jupiter? Know what we called it? JUPITER’S RED SPOT.”
okay i’m glad you mentioned the biologist nonsense bc their naming methods are the bane of my existence
I see your astrophysicists-are-shit-at-names and raise you Marine-Biologists-Are-Fucking-Maniacs.
See this beautiful creature?
It’s a carnivorous deep-sea sponge that lives off of Easter Island and never sees the light of day, as it’s about 9000 feet down. Those delicate-looking orbs are covered in millions of tiny hooked spines, which latch onto anything unfortunate enough to bump into it, and hold it in place as it is digested alive by the sponge’s skin. Amazing, beautiful and profoundly creepy. They could have given it so many cool names. Could have drawn on mythology (I think Scylla would have been an appropriate reference), the region it was found in, the textured skin, PHAGOCYTOSIS, anything!
You wanna know what they called it?
PING-PONG TREE SPONGE.
Good job, marine biologists.
