Last week I had to go to the ER due to an unfortunate run in with a bat and worries about potential exposure to rabies. This trip to the ER was a fascinating anthropological study of human behavior while under stress. Maybe the most noteworthy thing I noticed was a man sat near me in the waiting room who brought with him a book called Classical Christianity. He read the book briefly before casting it aside to watch videos on his phone. After an hour or so of waiting (it was a very busy night in the ER we all had to wait a long time) he jumped up, book in tow, and went up to the front desk where he proceeded to yell and flip off the front desk worker before storming out of the ER in a huff. Just saying, that didn’t seem like very classical Christian behavior my dude. But hey, I’m just a godless heathen who would never dare to treat overworked and underpaid healthcare workers like that.
Being a Black female atheist can be a dark and lonely place, you really have to have a strong sense of self and be secure in who you are and what you're about, or else you find yourself pretending to be someone you're not, just to get people to leave you in peace. Plus religion is such an ingrained part of Black culture it can be difficult to separate yourself from that narrative, because we've seen it as such a necessary tool for comfort and hope in our community, it's easy for us to forget how it was enforced on our ancestors in the first place. People automatically want to label you as a devil worshipping heathen for being a non-believer, even if you don't subscribe to any supernatural characters period.
Learning to understand and accept reality for what it is has not always been easy but I realize now that 90% of the chaos currently plaguing this planet comes from people choosing to believe in what brings them comfort and satisfies their fears as opposed to understanding and accepting hard truths, and then taking necessary action. I actively choose to be a good person without the threat of hell or the promise of heaven. I also choose to be the master of my own life and refuse to accept the idea that I am simply a vessel put on this earth to do the will/bidding of a creator. So much truth, beauty and wisdom has come to me since I started this journey about 15 years ago.
In countries and societies all around the world, more people are choosing to emancipate themselves from man-made dogma and superstition. More people are choosing logic and reason over fear and ignorance and opting out of the oppressive patriarchal institutions that have dictated humanity for centuries. I will continue to unapologetically be a part of that movement.
OK THIS IS NOT A FUCKING DRILL EVERYONE FUCKING REPEAT AFTER ME. THIS IS WHAT YOU WILL DO WHEN YOU WATCH MUPPET CHRISTMAS CAROL THIS YEAR:
You will navigate to the page on disney plus (and it has to be here. Unless someone has actually uploaded the REAL movie anywhere else you cannot get it elsewhere)
BUT YOU WILL NOT HIT PLAY. You won’t do it. Because it’s NOT THE REAL VERSION OF THE FILM AND DISNEY IS FUCKING LYING TO YOU AS IT ALWAYS DOES
You will scroll down HERE. To EXTRAS instead. You MUST GO HERE. This is non -negotiable
THEN YOU WILL SCROLL DOWN TO THE BOTTOM OF THE EXTRAS AND YOU WILL THEN HIT PLAY ON THIS BAD BOY: THE FULL LENGTH VERSION
And you will watch it. And you will thank me for having been so blind and led astray by that stupid fucking mouse. You’re welcome.
officially at the point where we're starting to see where it's all headed and I am just going NYEEHEEHEE in delight at it all. ahhh...next week can't come soon enough...
film adaptations are all fun and games until ppl start watching the movie without reading the book,,then it just becomes the 10th circle of dante’s hell
*bracing myself on my knees and trying to breath, nursing a cramp*
I got here as fast as I can. I just wanted to point out that THIS…
Is one of the gayest fucking lines of television I’ve heard in my life.
Even if the presence of the song itself somehow wasn’t a flashing spotlight enough, the literal voice of God directly draws attention to it. Telling us that in universe, a nightingale really is in fact singing in Barkley square, and to know its music is sweet regardless of if we can hear it. Just like there are really in fact angels (one fallen but we’ll let it slide) dining at the ritz, and they’ve been falling in love regardless of if they’ve been allowed to openly pursue that feeling.
And hell, maybe it’s BECAUSE of the traffic that the nightingale finally sings. Perhaps it wasn’t ready until it was sure no one else could listen.
When I talk about something bad I've experienced, Baked In to my experience as A Woman, I am not "making my little cousins feel like shit for being women", because I am talking in a space with, allegedly, adults. I am not bringing my problems to children in the first place.
That said, I don't HAVE to make my baby cousin feel bad, because she's already experienced sexual harassment in her life, and she's only 8, and doesn't even understand what any of it means yet.
And everyone in her family can try to instill confidence in her, and never talk about our bodies in a negative way. But she can still feel like she's too chubby, because she still goes to school, and talks to other kids and their parents, and still sees ads, and still watches tv. We can be positive, but we can't fix the root of the problem.
And I don't HAVE to tell trans women that "pain is a rite of passage", because that's not a Rule being enforced (by me), because I've already sat and listened to my friend complain about constantly shaving as a Baseline necessity and how it hurts her skin and she has to put makeup onto fresh cuts on her face because going out without a full face of properly feminine makeup would make her life worse, and being anything less than thin and lithe makes her "less feminine", and ALL the things that can make her "more feminine" are behind a paywall. And I can try to make her feel better, and I can hear her experiencing the tenfold version of problems I relate to, but I can't fix the root cause of her problems by just telling her not to complain.
Forcing happiness as a core personality trait for women is not the Girlboss Feminist move that you think it is, and no amount of gender euphoria in the world will make you immune to systemic oppression.
"I'm just tired of hearing about God all the time. What has He got to do with anything?...
I'm not going to be immoral or commit crimes because I don't believe. I don't even think about that. I just get so tired of Him getting the credit for things the human race achieves through its own effort. Now, there simply is no God. There's only man. And it's he who makes miracles."
I might have recorded an entire cover of @theroselens 's Ready for This parody from her Role Reverse AU just because I can lmao, enjoy??
Sorry for the bad quality btw I record on my phone + I can't harmonise for shit + I'm french so if my pronunciation is wrong sometimes I'M SORRYYYY I did my best ok
Is it silly that I genuinely think I would break down in tears if I ever actually met David and/or Michael? Because Good Omens is truly the show I’ve been waiting my whole life for as a queer person, and it makes me feel seen, like the people who made it care and then for them both to be lovely people outside the characters? To see this lovely little Scot wear pride pins and telling transphobes to fuck off while fully supporting their own queer child? To see a grey-haired, white male actor be just as fun and unhinged who laughs with us and lifts us up as a community? I simply would be unable to keep my cool they’re so special to me and if anything bad happens to them I will personally kill God myself.