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Rambling Wednesdays: The “good” white people.

rafi-dangelo:

I just snatched this off my Facebook feed for y’all.

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As foreign as that concept may seem on the surface — especially to 20somethings — I’d be willing to best most of our older relatives have a list of “good white people.”  I think for my family it was the Fulenwiders.

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There would be no affirmative action had there been no Jim Crow.  There would be no school to prison pipeline had there been no chain gangs after Reconstruction.  There would be no ebonics and sounding “ghetto” had there been no English pidgins formed through a melding of various African languages after we were brought here.” 

That quote right there. ALL. OF. THE. SNAPS. Run and tell that to people shedding white tears because they believe a PoC ‘stole’ their college admission/job/opportunity.

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Feminism is not about who opens the jar.

It is not about who pays for the date. It is not about who moves the couch. It is not about who kills the bugs. It is not about who cooks the dinner. It’s not even about who stays home with the kids, as long as the decision was made together, after thinking carefully about your situation and coming to an agreement that makes sense for your particular marriage and family.

It is about making sure that nobody ever has to do anything by “default” because of their gender. The stronger person should move the couch. The person who enjoys cooking more, has more time for it, and/or is better at it should do the cooking. Sometimes the stronger person is male, sometimes not. Sometimes the person who is best suited for cooking is female, sometimes not. You should do what works.

But it is also about letting people know that it is okay to change. If you’re a woman who wants to become stronger, that’s great. If you’re a man who wants to learn how to cook, that’s also great. You might start out with a relationship where the guy opens all the jars and the girl cooks all the meals, but you might find that you want to try something else. So try it.

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And when you choose a life partner, you’re choosing a lot of things, including your parenting partner and someone who will deeply influence your children, your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for about 100 vacations, your primary leisure time and retirement friend, your career therapist, and someone whose day you’ll hear about 18,000 times.

How to Pick Your Life Partner / and this is often forgotten (via zsrmx)

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happy Angus is the greatest thing ever (。 ◕‿◕。)      (Outlander 1x04)
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First (re)blog in over 2 years is that of Sam Heughan of Outlander. Because he is totally worth it. If you haven’t heard, #Outlander is your next favorite show!

First (re)blog in over 2 years is that of Sam Heughan of Outlander. Because he is totally worth it. If you haven’t heard, #Outlander is your next favorite show!

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deepbones:

Listen, when you use a word of hate ironically — like, and your defense is “I’m not racist, how could you ever think I’m racist??” I want you to imagine owning a gun, but never buying live ammunition. You only purchase blanks. Ok? And say sometimes when you hang out with your close friends, you take out your gun, which they know contains no live ammunition, and you shoot it at stuff, and you think it’s funny. And maybe the first time you do it, they’re like “Shit. I mean, I know those are blanks, but that’s kind of fucked up,” but your argument is, “But I can’t really hurt anyone! They’re just blanks!” And over time they just get used to it and find it kind of funny. “Oh, that Cliff, sometimes he takes his gun out and shoots some blanks, but he doesn’t really mean anything. It’s just funny! You know how it goes.” Now, imagine that over time, having received the acceptance for your actions from your friends, you decide you can start firing blanks around people you’ve never met. In mixed company. You’re at a dinner party one night, you’ve had a few, so you go “Hey, wanna see something cool?!” and those who are your friends at the party know what’s coming, so they’re prepared, but then the people who don’t know you, they see you whip out a piece and go “Oh shit, I’m going to die, it’s everything I feared,” but your friends explain to them it’s not a big deal, there’s nothing to be afraid of, “Cliff wouldn’t hurt a fly,” so they eventually, begrudgingly, don’t say anything about it, don’t call you, Cliff, a fucking asshole. “Fine, it’s kind of ridiculous, but whatever.” Something like that. And then you are at a large public place. A concert, an open mic, where you and your friends are outnumbered by the rest of the audience. And maybe someone pushes you or gives you a hard time, so you decide, just to give the guy a taste of his own medicine, to pull out your gun, and fire some blanks. Give him a real, real visceral jump. And everyone around you feels threatened, unsafe, about to be part of something they were always on some subconscious level afraid would happen, but at the same time hopeful it would never happen because our society’s getting smarter and more considerate of those around them. And then some other people, who after seeing it happen, feel relieved that you were firing blanks, but also feel empowered by your choice to fire a weapon in a public place, and choose to do the same thing. Do you get it yet? The fact is that derogatory remarks, whether used sincerely or ironically, and ammunition, whether blank or live, still creates the same environment of discomfort and fear every time it is used. So cut the shit.
- Junot Diaz

deepbones:

Listen, when you use a word of hate ironically — like, and your defense is “I’m not racist, how could you ever think I’m racist??” I want you to imagine owning a gun, but never buying live ammunition. You only purchase blanks. Ok?

And say sometimes when you hang out with your close friends, you take out your gun, which they know contains no live ammunition, and you shoot it at stuff, and you think it’s funny. And maybe the first time you do it, they’re like “Shit. I mean, I know those are blanks, but that’s kind of fucked up,” but your argument is, “But I can’t really hurt anyone! They’re just blanks!” And over time they just get used to it and find it kind of funny. “Oh, that Cliff, sometimes he takes his gun out and shoots some blanks, but he doesn’t really mean anything. It’s just funny! You know how it goes.”

Now, imagine that over time, having received the acceptance for your actions from your friends, you decide you can start firing blanks around people you’ve never met. In mixed company. You’re at a dinner party one night, you’ve had a few, so you go “Hey, wanna see something cool?!” and those who are your friends at the party know what’s coming, so they’re prepared, but then the people who don’t know you, they see you whip out a piece and go “Oh shit, I’m going to die, it’s everything I feared,” but your friends explain to them it’s not a big deal, there’s nothing to be afraid of, “Cliff wouldn’t hurt a fly,” so they eventually, begrudgingly, don’t say anything about it, don’t call you, Cliff, a fucking asshole. “Fine, it’s kind of ridiculous, but whatever.” Something like that.

And then you are at a large public place. A concert, an open mic, where you and your friends are outnumbered by the rest of the audience. And maybe someone pushes you or gives you a hard time, so you decide, just to give the guy a taste of his own medicine, to pull out your gun, and fire some blanks. Give him a real, real visceral jump. And everyone around you feels threatened, unsafe, about to be part of something they were always on some subconscious level afraid would happen, but at the same time hopeful it would never happen because our society’s getting smarter and more considerate of those around them. And then some other people, who after seeing it happen, feel relieved that you were firing blanks, but also feel empowered by your choice to fire a weapon in a public place, and choose to do the same thing.

Do you get it yet?

The fact is that derogatory remarks, whether used sincerely or ironically, and ammunition, whether blank or live, still creates the same environment of discomfort and fear every time it is used. So cut the shit.

- Junot Diaz

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gabifresh:

Win any GabiFresh x swimsuitsforall bathing suit (along with a bunch of other awesome shit) in the giveaway on my blog, gabifresh.com ! It’s short lived so check it out soon. Reblogging this counts as an extra entry but you must keep this caption and leave a comment on the original post!

Excited!

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eternitybound:

iemcb:

God loves you. He really does. Comfort yourself in His Love!

Have a blessed day!

x

God’s love is like a hurricane. Even though our circumstances might try to prove otherwise, HOLD on to His Word. Our God is not a man that He should lie. Remain blessed, my lovelies =)

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solideogloriaa:

It’s funny,
I listened to this song for the first time, today, because a friend of mine posted it on his FB wall. When I got to this part in the chorus, I thought the same exact thing.
Perhaps, C.S. Lewis explained it best:

“A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word ‘darkness’ on the walls of his cell.” 

solideogloriaa:

It’s funny,

I listened to this song for the first time, today, because a friend of mine posted it on his FB wall. When I got to this part in the chorus, I thought the same exact thing.

Perhaps, C.S. Lewis explained it best:

“A man can no more diminish God’s glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word ‘darkness’ on the walls of his cell.” 







Soli Deo Gloria: It's God's job to judge.

solideogloriaa:

aychemes:

your job is not to judge, your job is to love.



This matter of Christians not judging comes up again and again, but nobody ever seems to learn. So, here is my feeble attempt at straightening this out.

The source, for most people, of the idea that Christians should not…

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eternitybound:

Who do you believe in?

I believe in Jesus Christ, the Son of God, my Healer, my Friend, my Redeemer, my Savior, my Teacher and my Lord.

Once again I ask, who do you believe in?

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Amnesia Eric is sooo adorable!

Amnesia Eric is sooo adorable!

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xoxoclaire:

The danger of a single story.

“Stories matter. Many stories matter. Stories have been used to dispossess and to malign. But stories can also be used to empower and to humanize. Stories can break the dignity of the people, but stories can also repair that broken dignity.”

She’s one of our best Nigerian exports!

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Videos like this make my uterus ache…From wanting a baby. So. Bad. #CutenessOverload!

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