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nystic:

this is important please spread

thoughtsofablackgirl:

Hedy Epstein, a 90-year-old Holocaust survivor was arrested on Monday during unrest in Ferguson Epstein, who aided Allied forces in the Nuremberg trials, was placed under arrest “for failing to disperse.” 8 others were also arrested.
"I’ve been doing this since I was a teenager. I didn’t think I would have to do it when I was ninety," Epstein told The Nation during her arrest. “We need to stand up today so that people won’t have to do this when they’re ninety.” Epstein is currently an activist and a vocal supporter of the Free Gaza Movement. 

thoughtsofablackgirl:

Hedy Epstein, a 90-year-old Holocaust survivor was arrested on Monday during unrest in Ferguson Epstein, who aided Allied forces in the Nuremberg trials, was placed under arrest “for failing to disperse.” 8 others were also arrested.

"I’ve been doing this since I was a teenager. I didn’t think I would have to do it when I was ninety," Epstein told The Nation during her arrest. “We need to stand up today so that people won’t have to do this when they’re ninety.” Epstein is currently an activist and a vocal supporter of the Free Gaza Movement. 

Change

I leave home to love to university on Friday so I took all of the stuff (posters and pictures and crafts and momentos) off the walls of my room at my dads house so that they can remove the wallpaper while I’m away.

Tonight is the first time I have slept without Aragorn watching over me and my colorful quotes soothing me with wise words of encouragement.

Tonight is the last time I sleep in this bed until thanksgiving.

I feel really nostalgic for home even though I haven’t left yet….

It’s like with every thing I took off the wall I was revisiting and then tucking away a part of myself.

New school, new people, new sights and sounds - a new start.

Even though I’m sad to leave some things behind, in the world through which I travel I am end less creating myself… and I am ready to meet the new me.

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It is a curious thing, but as one travels the world getting older and older, it appears that happiness is easier to get used to than despair. The second time you have a root beer float, for instance, your happiness at sipping the delicious concoction may not be quite as enormous as when you first had a root beer float, and the twelfth time your happiness may be still less enormous, until root beer floats begin to offer you very little happiness at all, because you have become used to the taste of vanilla ice cream and root beer mixed together. However, the second time you find a thumbtack in your root beer float, your despair is much greater than the first time, when you dismissed the thumbtack as a freak accident rather than part of the scheme of a soda jerk, a phrase which here means “ice cream shop employee who is trying to injure your tongue,” and by the twelfth time you find a thumbtack, your despair is even greater still, until you can hardly utter the phrase “root beer float” without bursting into tears. It is almost as if happiness is an acquired taste, like coconut cordial or ceviche, to which you can eventually become accustomed, but despair is something surprising each time you encounter it. —Lemony Snicket, The End (via thunderinglightning)

megaparsecs:

i just wanted to put this out there since im sure it’ll get written about differently tomorrow. 

acidic-child:

edwardandrew:

Last year I posted a small series of images that illustrated my experience with depression and anxiety. It resonated with quite a few people, so I felt that it was something I should continue to build upon. I worked on it all semester as part of a portfolio class, and while it was a ton of work, I’m glad I was able to do it.

Mental health disorders are such a taboo topic. If you ever bring it up in conversation, people awkwardly get silent, or try to tell you why it’s not a real problem. When I was in the worst parts of depression, the most helpful thing anyone could have done was to just listen to me - not judging, not trying to find a solution, just listen. I’m hoping that these images will help open up conversation about mental health issues. Everyone is or will be affected by them one way or another, and ignoring them doesn’t make things better.

You can see the rest of the images at www.edwardhonaker.com

16x20” prints on 20x24” mats

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Wow

We were grabbing a bite of lunch at a small cafe, in a mall, right across from a booth that sold jewelry and where ears could be pierced for a fee. A mother approaches with a little girl of six or seven years old. The little girl is clearly stating that she doesn’t want her ears pierced, that’s she’s afraid of how much it will hurt, that she doesn’t like earrings much in the first place. Her protests, her clear ‘no’ is simply not heard. The mother and two other women, who work the booth, begin chatting and trying to engage the little girl in picking out a pair of earrings. She has to wear a particular kind when the piercing is first done but she could pick out a fun pair for later.

"I don’t want my ears pierced."

"I don’t want any earrings."

The three adults glance at each other conspiratorially and now the pressure really begins. She will look so nice, all the other girls she knows wear earrings, the pain isn’t bad.

She, the child, sees what’s coming and starts crying. As the adults up the volume so does she, she’s crying and emitting a low wail at the same time. “I DON’T WANT MY EARS PIERCED.”

Her mother leans down and speaks to her, quietly but strongly, the only words we could hear were ‘… embarrassing me.’

We heard, then, two small screams, when the ears were pierced.

Little children learn early and often that ‘no doesn’t mean no.’

Little children learn early that no one will stand with them, even the two old men looking horrified at the events from the cafeteria.

Little girls learn early and often that their will is not their own.

No means no, yeah, right.

Most often, for kids and others without power, ”no means force.”

from "No Means Force" at Dave Hingsburger’s blog.

This is important. It doesn’t just apply to little girls and other children, though it often begins there.

For the marginalized, our “no’s” are discounted as frivolous protests, rebelliousness, or anger issues, or we don’t know what we’re talking about, or we don’t understand what’s happening.

When “no means force” we become afraid to say no.

(via k-pagination)

youwish-youcould:

I WAS JUST SAYING THIS!!

youwish-youcould:

I WAS JUST SAYING THIS!!

If you’ve spent any time having conversations about consent, you’ll probably have encountered the following question: ‘Is it rape if somebody has sex while drunk?’ Now, when men used to ask me this kind of question, the conversation requests I actually used to hear were, ‘I have sex with drunk people, or can imagine myself doing so; I want you to tell me that I’m not a rapist’ and/or ‘I like the pressure that alcohol allows me to put on people’s consent and I’m seeking social approval for this tactic.’ —Drunken Consent by Lisa Millbank, in Drifting Clouds (zine), writings about consent (via sociolab)
liein:

50nnym00r3:

that’s it that’s the winner

liein:

50nnym00r3:

that’s it that’s the winner

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Friendship isn’t about who you’ve known the longest. It’s about who walked into your life, said “I’m here for you” and proved it. —(via ispeakquotes)

traceexcalibur:

"talking about sexism or racism on Tumblr doesn’t solve anything"

really? because I am absolutely certain that I am a better, less bigoted person than I was a few years ago and that is most certainly due to the people I met and things I read on Tumblr

perhaps it doesn’t do anything for the worst of the worst but there are still plenty of people who do learn from impassioned Tumblr posts

You can look at a scar and see hurt, or you can look at a scar and see healing. — Sheri Reynolds (via bluebirdstea)