You’re all a bunch of White Supremacists feigning intelligence, masturbating with your own feels because you read some Tolstoy or Shakespeare and feel triumphant about it.
I will read whatever the heck I like, thank you very much. I don’t have to read “The Classics” because they’re “The Classics”. What could Charlotte Brontë have to say that I find so much more compelling than the works of Chinua Achebe? Why do I have to put myself through the unbending torture of Nathaniel Hawthorne? Why? Because they’re deceased, famous and White? Sounds about right to me. Why is it so hard for you to comprehend that I enjoy Oscar Wilde and Toni Morrison?
That Langston Hughes, Staceyann Chin, Paulo Coelho, Amy Tan, Ursula K. Le Guin, Octavia Butler and Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie are just as bad-ass as “The Greats”.
That I don’t believe Dostoyevsky is superior to Sandra Cisneros?
That”When I Was Puerto Rican”by Esmeralda Santiago has more relevance to my life than Chaucer?
That, yes, the works of Frederick Douglass and Phyllis Wheatley mean more to me that 19th Century British literature?
I like Jane Austen, yes.
I also like Shakespeare, yes.
I stan for Walt Whitman, yes.
But Dead White People aren’t the only ones who write things. Stop pretending to like a genre of literature simply because it’s old and held in high esteem by The Snob Police.
perfect post is perfect!!!
not new, but you should check it out: Of Another Fashion (WOC doing things in The Days When America Was Still Racist</sarcasm> and looking fashionable)
and Sigur Ros just launched their Tumblr
I miss the Skytrain. I miss seeing mountains and evergreens. I don’t miss running into my parents’ friends at the public library and being recognized and wondering what they think about me.
I miss the double L, the U, the “que” (“check” is not an alternative to cash), and the “re” instead of “er”.
I wasn’t interested enough in the politics to miss them, but now I wish I was.
I don’t know if I miss being in the same timezone as her, because when I don’t have to go to class my sleeping habits line up with hers anyway.
I won’t miss feeling “downgraded”, jobless and aimless without my fellow students, artists, activists, and other dedicated people at school.
Physics says: go to sleep. Of course
you’re tired. Every atom in you
has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes
nonstop from mitosis to now.
Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance
inside themselves without you. Go to sleep.
Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch
by inch America is giving itself
to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness
lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch.
You aren’t alone. All of the continents used to be
one body. You aren’t alone. Go to sleep.
Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow,
Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle,
Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so
Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town
History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.
Albert Goldbarth, “The Sciences Sing a Lullabye” (via inggridisnuts)
I was doing an interview once, and this guy goes, “So you must be pretty psyched about all this ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ stuff?”
And I was like, “Um, yeah, I am.” I have no idea why though. I had nothing to do with that movie. It’s just some people that kind of look like me are in this movie that everyone loves, and winning Oscars and stuff.
And then I was like, “Whoa, whoa, whoa. Are white people just psyched all the time?” It’s, like, “‘Back to the Future’! That’s us! ‘Godfather’! That’s us! ‘Godfather Part II’! That’s us! ‘Departed’! That’s us! ‘Sunset Boulevard’! That’s us! ‘Citizen Kane’! That’s us! ‘Jaws’! That’s us! Every fucking movie but ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ and ‘Boyz n the Hood’ is us! We are white people! Suck our dicks!”” —Aziz Ansari (via joshishollywood)
To my parents, though you won’t read this now: I used to wish you could tolerate me, later realizing I meant accept. Now when I wish you could accept me, I mean fight for me.
Jeremy Knowles, discussing the complete lack of recognition Cecilia Payne gets, even today, for her revolutionary discovery. (via alliterate)
She correctly suggested that silicon, carbon, and other common metals seen in the Sun were found in about the same relative amounts as on Earth, but that helium and particularly hydrogen were vastly more abundant (by about a factor of one million in the case of hydrogen). Her thesis thus established that hydrogen was the overwhelming constituent of the stars. When her dissertation was reviewed, she was dissuaded by Henry Norris Russell from concluding that the composition of the Sun is different from the Earth, which was the accepted wisdom at the time. However, Russell changed his mind four years later when other evidence emerged. After Payne-Gaposchkin was proven correct Russell was often given the credit.
Fuck the patriarchy.
I need feminism because, whenever I am having a difficult time with a task at work, instead of logically understanding it’s because I’m very small, short, and don’t have a lot of weight to throw behind my actions, people automatically assume it’s because I’m a woman and tell me to ask a male coworker to help me - even the women who are twice my size and could easily help me themselves tell me this!
maybe you could try recognizing and rejecting the heteronormative bullshit you’ve had ingrained in you
then devouring every single piece of information you can that talks about why we need to speak out against misogyny and racism and cissexism and the many many awful things
and always constantly check yourself and your attitudes and privileges
because that shit is insidious as fuck
Being a geek is all about your own personal level of enthusiasm, not how your level of enthusiasm measures up to others. If you like something so much that a casual mention of it makes your whole being light up like a halogen lamp, if hearing a stranger fondly mention your favorite book or game is instant grounds for friendship, if you have ever found yourself bouncing out of your chair because something you learned blew your mind so hard that you physically could not contain yourself — you are a geek.
I’m incredibly biased, of course, but based on that last paragraph, I think we geeks sound like pretty awesome people to be around. So why, then, the lingering social stigma?” —
Great little analysis on the changing social stigma of “geekhood” … the detail-oriented passionate pursuit of very specific knowledge. I think networks like Tumblr and Facebook let people find that social connection that used to be missing from their once-lonely passions.
In this connected age geeks aren’t outcasts, because their allies don’t have to be right next to them. They can be thousands of miles away, never meet, and know each other completely.
What men mean when they talk about their “crazy” ex-girlfriend is often that she was someone who cried a lot, or texted too often, or had an eating disorder, or wanted too much/too little sex, or generally felt anything beyond the realm of emotionally undemanding agreement. That does not make these women crazy. That makes those women human beings, who have flaws, and emotional weak spots. However, deciding that any behavior that he does not like must be insane– well, that does make a man a jerk.
And when men do this on a regular basis, remember that, if you are a woman, you are not the exception. You are not so cool and fabulous and levelheaded that they will totally get where you are coming from when you show emotions other than “pleasant agreement.”
When men say “most women are crazy, but not you, you’re so cool” the subtext is not, “I love you, be the mother to my children.” The subtext is “do not step out of line, here.” If you get close enough to the men who say things like this, eventually, you will do something that they do not find pleasant. They will decide you are crazy, because this is something they have already decided about women in general.” —
yeah. i got really tired of my ex “putting up with ‘my crazy’.”