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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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the gay girl dating scene is really like this
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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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why are there all these posts n articles n stuff that are like “girls can have short hair!” “girls can wear suits!” but all the women shown are still always only feminine, and whats actually being said is “girls can have short hair and still be feminine!” and “girls can wear suits and still be attractive to men!” like whenever women want to do something men (and sometimes other women too, but men are awful at this) have to find a way to make it Still Okay, Still Acceptable to them, instead of just letting women be! women dont need to fit any standards of femininity or beauty to do something, and they certainly don’t need mens approval
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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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ok but the hunger games literally did mention it All like… the use of propaganda by the elite as an attempt to divide the minority groups they oppress by making them perceive each other as rivals and prevent them from recognizing and uniting against their real enemy? check. criticism of the way we consume media with no consideration for other people’s privacy like we’re entitled to every detail of their lives and a lack of empathy for their pain because it makes good entertainment? yeah. realistic depictions and explorations of the effects of trauma, particularly that caused by conflict? hunger games has you covered. acknowledgement of the existence of and links between racism and classism, and that conventional standards of beauty are influenced by the societal elite, which people are encouraged to harm themselves in order to conform to (the fact that the weathier people in district 12 are white, blonde and blue-eyed while the coal miner families are mostly people of color; that the two poorest districts, 11 and 12, have majority poc populations; that most people, katniss herself included, consider prim to be prettier than katniss partly because she looks like her white, blonde, blue-eyed mother, who was from the wealthier part of the district; that the first thing that happens to the tributes when they’re taken to the capitol is they they’re “prepped” to conform to capitol beauty standards before they even meet their stylists in ways that literally violate their bodies permanently, and that many of the capitol residents have extreme body modifying surgery that can take a severe toll on their health and wellbeing in the long term)? none of this is accidental, and is both brought up and criticised multiple times throughout the trilogy. the sexualization of minors for adult consumption, especially young celebrities? the fact that politicians in positions of power and authority gain those positions through corruption and by considering anyone harmed in their acension collateral damage? the significance of propaganda and social influence in modern warfare? the misery caused by poverty, which is caused and intentionally maintained by the wealthy elite? the brutal and violating experience of living in a surveillance police state, especially as a member of a minority group and/or poor person? the inherently immoral and corruptive nature of warfare and the military and the unimaginable atrocities and suffering it leads to for ordinary civilians? every YA dystopia novelist tried so hard to be mrs collins but most didn’t even understand half of what went into her books that made them so compelling.
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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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Tumblr is held together with tape and gum yet it's my favorite place to calk home
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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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2020 has been like:
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Congresswoman-elect Marjorie Taylor Greene, who has drawn criticism for her support of the QAnon conspiracy theory, said Friday that “masks are oppressive” during orientation for incoming representatives. Greene’s comments come as over 240,000 Americans have died from the coronavirus, with the U.S. breaking another record for daily cases on Thursday.
“Our first session of New Member Orientation covered COVID in Congress. Masks, masks, masks….I proudly told my freshman class that masks are oppressive. In GA, we work out, shop, go to restaurants, go to work, and school without masks. My body, my choice. #FreeYourFace,” Greene, who was elected to a district in northwest Georgia last week, wrote on Twitter.
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bloodreadmascara · 3 years
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And so it begins: we are fundraising for the two Senate runoff races in Georgia on January 5, which will determine the balance of power in the U.S. Senate.
Take Georgia! Take the Majority!
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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Oh, this is brilliant. Biden has some great people in his campaign.
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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Here’s my problem with #WalkUpNotOut
The premise of #WalkUpNotOut is that if kids would just “walk up” to the bullied kids, the outsiders, and be nice to them, offer them a eat at lunch, be their friends, that this is somehow MORE effective at stopping future school shootings than gun control reform. 
The implication here is clear.
First of all, it is a “solution” that requires NOTHING from the adults in power. Which is a cop out. 
Secondly, it relies entirely on the myth that school shooters are bullied, sad outsiders who just couldn’t fit in at school, lashing out in desperation. 
But who gets bullied? Kids with disabilities. LGBT+ kids (or kids who are perceived as such.) Kids who are overweight. Kids of color, especially if they are a minority in the school.  (You know, kids who face discrimination and bigotry.) 
And who ends up shooting up schools? White, straight, conservative Christian boys. 
I’m a teacher. I see who gets bullied (and do my damned best to stop it.) I know who the bullies are (and do my damned best to intervene.) 
And it is DEEPLY unethical to imply that the victims of bullying are ticking time bombs, about to go off and shoot people, while the kids who harass and attack them are the ones who get shot. It turns these violent, angry white boys into the victims, and turns the ACTUAL VICTIMS of school shootings into the nasty mean bullies who had it coming, if only they had been nicer! 
This has been the most obvious, and the most egregious with the Austin Bomber. I have literally seen people pulling this #WalkUp crap about HIM. HE WAS HOME SCHOOLED. He was part of a Christian “survivalist” home school group, where they learned about weapons and dangerous chemicals. He made social media posts about gay people being “not natural” and how if women don’t want to have a baby, then they shouldn’t have sex. He targeted People of Color in Austin specifically with his first 3 bombs. This was not the quiet, bullied poor little baby getting revenge on the kids who tormented him. None of them are. 
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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them: we’re over populated, that’s why people don’t have enough food to eat
reality: capitalism over-produces food, we have enough food to feed the world we just throw away what isn’t profitable.
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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Asking a 5 year old to forfeit their rights without a lawyer is insane. It’s inhuman. It is the worst possible scenario.
But for Republicans, it is their policy.
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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lesbians love and support our trans sisters 💖💖
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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To the moderates that say "I'm sure Trump supporters would love to say Biden supporters are rude" or "Why don't you try hearing the other side out" or even "Why don't you try to have a reasonable argument with the other side."
Obviously my username doesn't give it away.
I'm a metalhead.
If there's one thing you should know about the alternative community is we don't like fascists. We haven't since the skinheads in WW2. We do not treat them kindly.
Under Trump's regime Hispanics in ICE camps have been given hysterectomies against their will while white women can't get one for their health.
Trump encourages violence against black people and other people if color
Trump brags about assaulting women and seeing children naked
Trump has the support of white supremacy groups
Trump has the support of the Taliban
Trump banned trans people from the military
Trump mocks disabled people
Trump banned trans people from the military
Trump joked about not holding an election several times
Trump refused a peaceful transfer of power several times
Trump suggested going over his 2 term limit several times
Trump suggested we sacrifice our sick and elderly for the economy several times
We have 215k+ dead from the pandemic that he could have prevented and prepared for (which he denied even exists several times)
Trump is a fucking fascist.
If you support him, we know which side you would be on in Nazi Germany.
And you are NOT fucking welcome here. I will not do anything to make you feel welcome here. I will not have a calm discussion with you. I'll call you what you fucking are. A fuckface fascist.
You're on the wrong side of history, and I'll not join you by being silent.
Fuckface.
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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I’ve been contemplating for several days something, and I’ve been trying to distill it into meaning, and put nice little bullet points on how this relates to things that have been bugging me about some common Discourses I’ve been seeing, but at the end, I only really have a story. So here, have a story.
About ten years ago, sometime in the eventful 2006-2007 George W. Bush-ruled hellscape of my identity development, I was just starting to figure out how I felt about my conservative upbringing (not great) and whether I was some brand of queer (probably, but too scared to think about what brand for too long). I was working as a server at a popular Italian-inspired sit-down restaurant that was the closest thing my tiny South Carolinian town had to “fancy” at the time but isn’t really fancy at all.
The host brought a party of four men to one of my tables. It was hard to tell their ages, but my guess is they were teenagers or in their early 20s in the 1980s. Mid-40s, at the time. It was standard to ask if anyone at the table was celebrating anything, so I did. They said they were business partners celebrating a great business deal and would like a bottle of wine.
It was a fairly busy night so I didn’t have a LOT of time to spend at their table, but they were nice guys. They were polite and friendly to me, they didn’t hit on me (as most men were prone to do – sometimes even in front of their girlfriends, a story I’ll tell later if anyone wants me to), and they were racking up a hell of a tab that was going to make my managers happy, so I checked on them as often as I could.
Toward the end of their second bottle of wine, as they were finishing their entrees, I stopped at the table and asked if they wanted any more drinks or dessert or coffee. They were well and truly tipsy by now, giggling, leaning back in their chairs – but so, so careful not to touch each other when anyone was near the table.
They’re all on the fence about dessert, so being a good server, I offered to bring out the dessert menu so they could glance it over and make a decision, “Since you’re celebrating.”
“She’s right!” one of the men said, far too emphatically for a conversation on dessert. “It’s your anniversary! You should get dessert!”
It was like a movie. The whole table went absolutely silent. The clank of silverware at the next table sounded supernaturally loud. Dean Martin warbled “That’s Amore” in some distorted alternate universe where the rest of the restaurant went on acting like this one tipsy man hadn’t just shattered their carefully crafted cover story and blurted out in the middle of a tiny, South Carolina town, surrounded by conservatives and rednecks, that they were gay men celebrating a relationship milestone. 
And I didn’t know what I was yet, but I knew I wasn’t an asshole, and I knew these men were family, and I felt their panic like a monster breathing down all our necks. It’s impossible to emphasize how palpably terrified they were, and how justified their terror was, and how much I wanted them to be happy.
So I did the only thing I knew to do. I said, “Congratulations! How many years?”
The man who’d spoken up burst into tears. His partner stood up and wrapped me in the tightest, warmest hug I’ve ever had – and I’ve never liked being touched by strangers, but this was different, and I hugged him back.
“Thank you,” he whispered, halfway to crying himself. “Thank you so much.”
When he finally let go of me and sat back down, they finally got around to telling me they were, in fact, two couples on a double date, and both celebrating anniversaries. Fifteen years for one of them, I think, and a few years off for the other. It’s hard to remember. It was a jumble of tears and laughter and trembling relief for all of us. They got more relaxed. They started holding hands – under the table, out of sight of anyone but me, but happy.
They did get dessert, and I spent more time at their table, letting them tell me stories about how they met and how they started dating and their lives together, and feeling this odd sense of belonging, like I’d just discovered a missing branch of my family.
When they finally left, all four of them took turns standing up and hugging me, and all four of them reached into their wallets to tip me. I tried to wave them off but they insisted, and the first man who’d hugged me handed me forty dollars and said, “Please. You are an angel. Please take this.”
After they left I hid in the bathroom and cried because I couldn’t process all my thoughts and feelings.
Fast forward to three days ago, when my own partner and I showed up to a dinner reservation at a fancy-casual restaurant to celebrate our fifth anniversary. The whole time I was getting ready to leave, there was a worry in the back of my mind. The internet web form had asked if the reservation was celebrating anything in particular, and I’d selected “Anniversary.” I stood in the bathroom blow-drying my hair, wondering what I would do if we showed up, two women, and the host or the server took one look at us and the “Anniversary” designation on our reservation and refused to serve us. It’s not as ubiquitous anymore, but we’re still in the south, and these things still happen. Eight years of progressive leadership is over, and we’ve got another conservative despot in office who’s emboldening assholes everywhere.
It was on my mind the whole fifteen minutes it took to drive there. I didn’t mention it to my partner because I didn’t want to cast a shadow over the occasion. More than that, I didn’t want to jinx us, superstitious bastard that I am.
We walked into the restaurant. I told the hostess we had a reservation, gave her my last name.
She looked at her screen, then looked back at us. She smiled, broadly and genuinely, and said, “Happy anniversary! Your table is right this way.”
Our server greeted us, said, “I heard you were celebrating!”
“It’s our anniversary,” Kellie said, and our server gasped, beaming.
“That’s great! Congratulations! How many years?”
And I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and I thought about those men at that restaurant ten years ago. I hope they’re still safe and happy, and I hope we all get the satisfaction of helping the world keep blooming into something that’s not so unrelentingly terrible all the time.
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bloodreadmascara · 4 years
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One pro-life argument I've seen popping up lately is: "But black foetuses are aborted more!"
Honestly, it pissed me off. These (mostly white Christian) people don't care about the wellbeing of black women or any black children that may be born in the future. I doubt they have done anything but add stress to black women's mental health. Black women DO NOT need their body autonomy taken away more than it already is. Black women need more mental and physical health care as well help escaping the cycle of poverty that pervades black communities.
Generally, removing the misogynistic and racist systems that lower black women's quality of life reduce abortions more than banning the legal ones or putting more black people in prison. It horrifies me that pro-lifers seem to think putting black women in prison (or killing them, in some states) is the solution to a pressing need for medical procedures.
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