12:28 pm • 17 May 2013 • 7 notes
10 Photos of Phil with a Dog
I can’t fucking handle this
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12:07 pm • 17 May 2013 • 24 notes
Black Dog Tavern.
yo I know I post about class and race and gender issues on tumblr all the time and shit but I also sometimes look through the Cape Cod tag and get nostalgic because there is still a tiny WASP living in my heart. Feel free 2 unfollow.
where are all my new followers from hi guys
9:18 pm • 16 May 2013 • 7,072 notes
"I asked all of the gay male students in the room to raise their hand if in the past week they touched a woman’s body without her consent. After a moment of hesitation, all of the hands of the gay men in the room went up. I then asked the same gay men to raise their hand if in the past week they offered a woman unsolicited advice about how to “improve” her body or her fashion. Once again, after a moment of hesitation, all of the hands in the room went up.
These questions came after a brief exploration of gay men’s relationship to American fashion and women’s bodies. That dialogue included recognizing that gay men in the United States are often hailed as the experts of women’s fashion and by proxy women’s bodies. In addition to this there is a dominant logic that suggests that because gay
men have no conscious desire to be sexually intimate with women, our uninvited touching and groping (physical assault) is benign."
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Gay Men’s Sexism and Women’s Bodies by Yolo Akili (via plightofthepretty)
I agree with this article so much, I got angry reading it. everything about it is truth. bitter, horrible truth.
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The comments include of lot of gay dudes trying to deny their male privilege.
(via venusvegas)This is definitely a thing and it is definitely an issue. I do think that straight girls do this to gay men a lot as well, and while it doesn’t necessarily have the same philosophical underpinnings, that is also really not fucking cool.
Sometimes when I drunk I get really into touching people’s hair, even after they tell me to stop, and it’s something I’m working really hard to check myself on because even though touching someone’s hair is not totally the same as groping somebody it is still really not fucking cool to fuck with anyone’s body without their consent.
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3:11 pm • 16 May 2013 • 4 notes
•~*boyz make me depressed*~•
I just want all the boyz to be near me ugh
12:33 pm • 16 May 2013 • 51,575 notes
This essay is kind of the second part of an essay on taste that can be read here:
YES
also, the message made me think of this -
Rebloggin’ because this is good stuff.
reblogging this again because it really changed how I feel about my own art and how I view the art world
always good to keep in mind
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11:44 am • 16 May 2013 • 657 notes
"Your Justice Department is continuing to put people in jail, for sale, and use, on occasion, of marijuana. That’s something the American public has finally caught up with. It was a cultural lag. And it’s been an injustice for 40 years in this country to take people’s liberty for something that was similar to alcohol."
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Congressman Steve Cohen tears into Attorney General Eric Holder over marijuana. (via think-progress)
Back off DoJ
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I’m not, like, an activist on this question, but hasn’t it sort of got to the point where…like…seriously? I can go down to the liquor store right now and buy enough booze with which to actually destroy myself in one evening. If they sold weed, it would be actually impossible for me to do equivalent damage to myself with what I’d buy there. These are both hypotheticals: I don’t want to drown myself with booze, and as an at-home dad to a toddler I won’t be spending any long days with a vaporizer and the TV any time soon. But the point stands: alcohol is a much harder drug than marijuana. Much. If I’m not super-engaged with the question it’s just because…like…to whom exactly is this not as plain as the nose on your face? Besides which, and much more importantly, there are people with terminal diseases who report that use of marijuana improves their lives. Their anecdotal evidence is the only metric I really need on that question. When “anecdotal evidence” is a sick person telling you “I need this, it would help me,” then it’s actually good evidence, in my opinion.
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Listen to JD
(via likeapairofbottlerockets)Are there more important political issues than marijuana legalization? Yes. Is the criminalization of marijuana tied to the racist policies of the Drug War and prison industrial complex, having little to do with health concerns? Also yes.
(I think I would probably stop smoking weed if it were legal because I’m a total weed lightweight and any time I’ve had even a little bit of “medical-grade” “legal” weed (California, Colorado, Holland) it has been WAY too much for me. If they made weed legal would people still sell kinda shitty weed? That’s the only kind I like.)
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10:53 am • 16 May 2013 • 171 notes
DEFINITION OF #GODDESS BLOG
Miss Piggy is the Hermione of the Muppets— everyone likes Kermit because he’s charming and well-intentioned even if a little hapless and passive about the adventures that befall him, but even though they treat her like crap when her competence gets interpreted as bitchy arrogance, Miss Piggy always steps up and saves everyone’s ass when the cute shit stops working.
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9:17 pm • 15 May 2013 • 12 notes
David Huckapuck
I want to talk to you about something. I want to talk to you about some lyrics in the song “Big Poppa” by Biggie Smalls, featuring Puff Daddy (a.k.a. P. Diddy, which is such a silly name y’all)
The lyrics go like this (according to rap genius):
Biggie: If you got a gun up in yo waist, please don’t shoot up the place
Puff Daddy: Why?
Biggie Cause I see some ladies tonight who should be havin my baby, baby.
The Notorious B.I.G. implores someone not to open gunfire in what I am going to presume is a club. And then Puff Daddy asks, why? My answer would be, “because you might injure or kill someone. Wait, why are you having this conversation? Are you really asking me why you shouldn’t shoot up the place? That may be the stupidest question.” But BIGGIE’S REASON is that there are some females in the place he wants to impregnate.
Like, what the fuck, hip-hop.
Now I would like to share an anecdote. My mother and father were once married. This seems so absurd to me at this point in my life. Anyway, they were married and my dad was driving my mom in a car. This song comes on and my sings along like “I love it when you call my David Huckapuck.” And my dad was like, “Wait, wut?” My mom misheard “Big Poppa” as “David Huckapuck.” Who knows how. This is how my family sings along to this song. I remember seeing my mom crying at the news and asking her why and her saying “David Huckapuck died.”
Oh my GOD I forgot about David Huckapuck. Aja I love you and miss you so much. This is the best story.
seriously Aja between this and your dad crying at the Goofy Movie I probably talk more about your family than my own
aahahahahhaah aja your fucking family rules