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i kind of don’t relate to the way other people Hate fictional characters in fandom spaces most of the time because to me a character is first and foremost a vehicle for Making A Story so if the character does Story. then it’s good. i don’t know how to explain what i mean by this. the only time i feel like i dislike a character is when i feel like their presence is not interesting and isn’t doing anything for my experience of Story. you know.
I am whatever the opposite of a speed runner is. I am a game meanderer. I have to look at literally everything. I am overly cautious in every way. I forget to pause and wander away from the game. I take a minimum 7 hours to get through any given level. If you give me a timer I will cry.
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Like I might be a stupid usamerican but I don't think a non-European country having a 97% European descended, 3% Everybody Else population happens because everyone decided to get along. Almost feels like... There was a social push to... Purify out the non-whiteness... That there was desirability for Whiteness over other identities... Almost feels like... There is a word for that...
My partner ran into an excellent video on youtube about white latinos and the face of racism across latin america. Among all of the good points brought up here was the concept of aligning yourself with europeans, even claiming to be european (something my abuela does despite her mother being mestiza or full native) when those european descendants are no longer part of that nationality or culture and do not speak those european languages, and how white latinos' reactions to USAmerican imperialism tends to come from a place of national envy or disgrace instead of a resistance to an extension of colonialism or neocolonialism.
This is clear to me from some of the posts I've seen of other Argentines using the passion of anti-imperialism only so far, trying to invoke the glory of settler-colonial heroes as though the problem with usamerican imperialism lies only in the disgrace and disrespect done to the legacy of our europeans.
There is no anti-imperialism if your only qualm is that you are not the ones doing it. There is no anti-imperialism if you only point to operación condor without acknowledging it was your parents and grandparents enacting it. There is no anti-imperialism if you fail to understand that vying for its power is how things like operación condor happen in the first place.
There is no anti-imperialism without anti-racism and anti-colonialism.
~ Leopold Löffler, detail from The Bride (1853)
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the vibes are SOOOOOO BAD recently OMFGGG. or i’m just depressed idk but does no one else feel this like holy fuck ….
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they should invent a father you can forgive
there’s a sentiment on this post that they should first invent a father that deserves forgiveness, which made me think about what forgiveness really means to me—what is forgiveness? what is done by an act of forgiving another? what is necessary for forgiveness to happen? something in me bristled at the idea that forgiveness happens only when somebody is deserving because i don’t see forgiveness as an act you do for another but an act you do for yourself—you acknowledge that you were hurt, work through it, and let it go. i forgive, often, without apology—it’s not asked of me by the one who hurt me. i forgive, often and the hardest forgiveness to practice, even when i know that the one who hurt me is incapable of recognizing at all their wrongdoing or their responsibility. when i forgive, i forgive so that i can let go of the sting i felt when i got hurt. i forgive to let go of resentment, even if that resentment is earned. i do not forgive to free another from the consequences of their actions—i may never speak to you again for what you did though i forgive you. to me, forgiveness is a way to move on, let go of the idea that the past could have gone another way, and learn what kind of things i will never allow for myself again. it’s not always easy, obviously because i made this post, and it happens in stages that are messy and on its own time, but i think it may helpful for some with a parent who is wholly and utterly unrepentant about the harm they did to know that forgiveness is not for their sake as much as it is for yours and forgiveness does not need to mean there’s a necessity for reconciliation.
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