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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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thank you simone biles
for teaching us that winning isn’t just about doing well—it’s about being well. and that giving yourself grace doesn’t mean giving up. and that mental health issues are health issues. and that black health matters because black lives matter—words some only learned after breonna taylor was killed in her sleep. want to know why we’re tired? because it took a black woman dying as she rested to wake up a nation. that’s why your rest is radical, simone. that’s why your rest is resistance and restoration and restitution for life in a country that cages us like canaries, clips our feathers then asks why we don’t want to fly. america never learned why the caged bird sings. how would it know why it flies? if it did, perhaps it would’ve known how high you would soar, and that your wings deserve rest even if you’re better than the rest. 
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 2 years
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february is black history month
so is march and april and may and june
and july and august and september and october
and november and december and january
because every month is black history month
because every day is black history day
because every hour is black history hour
because every minute and second and moment spent celebrating
your country means celebrating the history of the people who built it
—a people worth celebrating all year.
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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We stand with Asian Americans
because racism is like
wind—sometimes silent and unseen, sometimes
violent enough to make a storm. 
But when we stand together, no storm can 
knock us off our feet. 
As long as we stand up for each other, 
we will never fall. 
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 2 years
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celebrating women
means celebrating black women––including those who made america, and those who’ve made america see itself.  whether they were leading millions to march for Black lives, or standing up their ground at Stonewall, or turning empathy into empowerment with every #metoo tweet, Black women have made a country that refused to see them reckon with its own reflection until it righted its wrongs. maybe that’s why we say Black women are magic––only magic could turn movements into mirrors. 
-a.t. mcwilliams 
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shewhotellsstories · 2 years
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all of bell hooks’ words begin with 
love, that is to say, they were born from love—just like people, even those living on the margins of her page. maybe that’s why bell taught us that america’s margins were not an ending, but a beginning. or why she called the oppressed corners of her country spaces of radical possibility, where those most marginalized could make the impossible possible—like how her words could move masses without a single touch. just like clouds before a storm, or leaves gathering in a gust, or liberty bells—the kind of sing freedom as they swing, as if we were just a country of bell ringers, proudly pulling bell rope, drawing strength from
                          bell hooks. 
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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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i never learned that columbus day
was born from america’s oldest lie, the kind that rots the teeth it’s told through until they become tombstones—twelve million total, one for every life stolen from the people who first called this stolen land home. 
instead, i was taught that columbus was a courageous crusader, not a cowardly conquerer, or a criminal colonizer, or a terrorist who smiled as he stormed our stolen shores until a graveyard grew between his grinning gums. perhaps he grinned because he knew that, for centuries, teachers would turn textbooks into his godless gospel, that history just a story, told by the winners sinners.
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 2 years
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if you forgot that 45 was elected
5 years ago today, it might be because forgetting the pain of 
the past is easy when you can’t see its scars—the ones he left in
unscabbed streaks, as if his hate could turn his decisions into daggers,
allowing his words to leave wounds still worn by every child he caged, 
and family he separated, and person whose loved one fell sick enough to say their last words.
so don’t forget: words last. and the scars you cannot see take the longest to heal.
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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don’t call it a protest 
if it doesn’t seek to shed light on injustice, but instead, seeks to shed blood. call it terrorism. call it insurrection. call it sedition. call it a riot. call it a powder keg with hatred as its fuse—the kind that catches fire when prejudice is confused for patriotism, and burns brightest when the president lights the match.
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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a new president
doesn’t mean a new america, 
just as changing leaves don’t mean new roots. 
but today we celebrate a new season—new sun and rain to feed the nation’s 
soil, left infertile for four years. a new chance to watch our country grow. 
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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black history 
should be celebrated every day—not for one month.  you can’t measure black joy, black hope, black dreams, black love, and black life in twenty-eight days, or tell the story of a people who were property before they president, a people worth celebrating all year. 
-a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 3 years
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2020
was the year we saw america with perfect vision. but it wasn’t our nation’s light that filled our retinas to their rims.
it was its darkness—a collection of shadows cast by bad men with power—clouding our corneas, allowing only enough light to see everything we lost: homes and hope. jobs and joy. lives. so many lives, lost because bad men chose power over people.
but every new year brings new light—enough light to drive out the bad men’s darkness. enough light to help a lost country find itself. enough light to remind us how bright  amerca’s future can be.
                                                                                       -a.t. mcwilliams
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shewhotellsstories · 2 years
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#5
I just read that Bonnie is excluded from the musical episode. As if she and her family didn’t bleed countless times for that ungrateful town.
Julie Plec totally took the time to reflect and grow after her “black women can fix everything for everyone” Twitter meltdown. 🙄
901 notes • Posted 2021-02-05 03:37:37 GMT
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There are many things to love about Leverage, but most of all I just love the “fuck the high-road” energy. Yes, one of the messages is that there is always hope for redemption. But in a sea of “revenge makes you just as bad” stories it was so satisfying to watch the team take down those rich monsters who didn’t care who they hurt. 
1179 notes • Posted 2021-07-10 03:23:12 GMT
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thank you simone biles
for teaching us that winning isn’t just about doing well—it’s about being well. and that giving yourself grace doesn’t mean giving up. and that mental health issues are health issues. and that black health matters because black lives matter—words some only learned after breonna taylor was killed in her sleep. want to know why we’re tired? because it took a black woman dying as she rested to wake up a nation. that’s why your rest is radical, simone. that’s why your rest is resistance and restoration and restitution for life in a country that cages us like canaries, clips our feathers then asks why we don’t want to fly. america never learned why the caged bird sings. how would it know why it flies? if it did, perhaps it would’ve known how high you would soar, and that your wings deserve rest even if you’re better than the rest. 
-a.t. mcwilliams
1404 notes • Posted 2021-07-28 21:34:02 GMT
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Deep sigh. How is Diana managing to be the superior parent from beyond the grave? The bar was so low Charles. How does one simply not care about their family members’ safety? Stripping a baby of security when there are racist threats being made is a very special kind of cruel. And I get that these kinds of things tend to defy logic, but how do you learn nothing in twenty years? Harry and Meghan deserved better. 
2740 notes • Posted 2021-03-08 03:38:51 GMT
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