Does this explore the realities of patriarchy, or does it perpetuate patriarchy? Are there enough complex characters? Are there too many queer people? Not enough? Too many white people? Is this too fantastical or not fantastical enough? Why am I trying to include a romantic component? Is this cliche? Is this terrible?
URGENT: today in Russia, a terrible bill passed in the Russian parliament’s lower house that censors all things considered “gay”. It’s our local partners’ worst nightmare and we need your help.
This vote comes off the back of two brutal anti-gay murders in Russia, and the trial of a major LGBT rights organisation today.
Tell world leaders to STOP the crackdown, add your name:
This really is happening, and it’s scary as hell.
“Update June 12: the situation is worsening. Russia has just passed a new anti-gay law makes it illegal even to say the word “gay”. People in Russia standing up against the crackdown are urging All Out members to keep growing the petition to help draw the attention of world leaders and the media.”
spread this like the plague
The law allows gay foreigners to be detained for up to two weeks before being deported, as well. Go to visit Russia and reveal you’re gay, your accommodations might become courtesy of Vladimir Putin.
I’m constantly torn between the ‘be kind to everyone’ and the ‘fuck everyone you owe them nothing’ mentalities
Today is one of my dearest friend’s 21st birthday! She has the great honour of being my one cisgender heterosexual friend, so you know she is really amazing and wonderful.
We are going to acquire some ice cream cake because she has never had it before for her own birthday and really wants to eat it.
I am going to wear a hot pink button down shirt and blacks pants to celebrate this fantastic day. I shall endeavour to post a picture for y’all later.
This lady once drove to Vermont to come visit me while I was on vacation and got lost but didn’t give up even though she was lost for seven hours. She supported me throughout my depression and transition, even though sometimes I was unresponsive and unappreciative in my depressive state.
She is the only friend I still keep in regular touch with after high school.
Amy always cheers me up. She’s kind, passionate, and silly. I just wanna be BFFs with her forever.
Happy birthday, Amy-la! I hope your 21st year is excellent!
Anonymous asked: Eugh, I feel you on awkward abuse-history. When my grandmother died I didn't feel much, and kind of resented Mum for having told me so much about how much her mother fucked her up - so she had the hurt but also the love still there. I had just emotionally disengaged and lost the relationship I'd had as a small person. :/
Awkward abuse history solidarity fist-bump.
I feel ya on the resentment.
I’m still curious about “let them eat cake”
According to legend, when Marie Antoinette, the Queen of France, was told that her subjects had no bread to eat she replied, “Let them eat cake!” If individuals could not afford or obtain bread, obtaining a more luxurious item was a flat impossibility and so her response was evidence of her naiveté at best and frigid apathy at worst.
The twist is she never said that.
Some scholars trace this legend to Rousseau’s Confessions, where an anonymous French princess responds “Qu’ils mangent de la brioche” upon learning of the starvation of her people. Brioche, a luxury bread enriched with eggs and butter, is not precisely synonymous with the English idea of cake but the translation was likely modified to appeal to Anglophone minds.
In any case, bastardized translation or no, Marie Antoinette was not likely the French princess Rousseau was referring to in his autobiography, considering it was not completed until 1769 – making Antoinette approximately fourteen years old and not someone whose opinion on the status of the French people would be sought. This is of course, assuming that Rousseau really did have a tangible princess in mind and was not instead making a story up for poignancy’s sake.
She was never accused of the infamous phrase during her lifetime, the legend first being bantied about in the mid 19th century.
My dad decided that after six years of not seeing his dad / my grandpa, that we’d all go visit him today.
The last concrete information I had on him before he stopped visiting us was that he physically abused my dad as a kid. So I didn’t really wanna go but figured that since my dad, the survivor in question, made the decision to go, I thought that I should go too.Read more