Wednesday, March 27, 2013
  • white people: *make their own 90% white shows, movies, books, magazines*
  • poc: there's really no diversity here, who are we supposed to identify with except villains and stereotypes in your work?
  • white people: well if you don't like it maybe instead of bitching n moaning you can go ahead and make your own damn art
  • poc: okay
  • poc: *make beautiful black music, chinese literature, latino films, native american fashion*
  • white people: wow, this is totally offensive. There are hardly any white people in these books, movies, shows, music, plays, and art! if we did that, it would be racist.
  • poc: you did do that. it was racist. remember? and then you said "go make your own art" so we did?
  • white people: nope don't remember that. but hey we'll just do white versions of your books movies and plays with white actors eliminating all need for poc.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Ron is racist - and that’s great

lurknomoar:

Ron Weasley’s character is consciously written as somewhat racist. Not as racist as Malfoy, of course - he doesn’t scoff at mudbloods and halfbloods, and he doesn’t see himself as superior at all. Still, he unquestionably accepts the inferior position of house elves (they love serving), when he finds out that Lupin’s werewolf his reaction is not only scared but also disgusted (Don’t touch me!) and he is clearly very uncomfortable finding out that Hagrid is half-giant (giants are wild and savage).

And this is brilliant. Because it demonstrates that racism isn’t only present in clearly malicious and evil people, in the Malfoys and Blacks - it’s also there in warm, kind, funny people who just happened to learn some pretty toxic things growing up in a pretty toxic society. And they can unlearn them too, with some time and effort. Ron eventually accepts Hagrid’s parentage, lets Lupin bandage his leg and in the final battle, he worries about the safety of the house elves.

Some people are prejudiced because they are evil, and some people are prejudiced because they don’t know better yet. And those people can learn better, and become better people. And that’s an important lesson. The lesson taught about discrimination shouldn’t be “only evil people do it”, because then all readers will assume it doesn’t apply to them. Instead old JK teaches us “you too are probably doing it, and you should do stop ASAP”. 

this guy jumping over 5 people

this guy jumping over 5 people

Monday, March 25, 2013

feministpixie:

I see this a lot so can I just say something real quick:

You can’t objectify yourself.

Objectifying someone means you are seeing/treating them as an object, something without a consciousness.

You can’t do that to yourself because you can’t deny your own consciousness. The act of objectification requires you to be a subject, a thinking being. 

So I don’t want to see any of this “well if you don’t want to be objectified stop objectifying yourself” bullshit because that’s not a thing that can happen. 

What if all women were bigger and stronger than you? And thought they were smarter? What if women were the ones who started wars? What if too many of your friends had been raped by women wielding giant dildos and no K-Y Jelly? What if the state trooper who pulled you over on the New Jersey Turnpike was a woman and carried a gun? What if the ability to menstruate was the prerequisite for most high-paying jobs? What if your attractiveness to women depended on the size of your penis? What if every time women saw you they’d hoot and make jerking motions with their hands? What if women were always making jokes about how ugly penises are and how bad sperm tastes? What if you had to explain what’s wrong with your car to big sweaty women with greasy hands who stared at your crotch in a garage where you are surrounded by posters of naked men with hard-ons? What if men’s magazines featured cover photos of 14-year-old boys with socks tucked into the front of their jeans and articles like: “How to tell if your wife is unfaithful” or “What your doctor won’t tell you about your prostate” or “The truth about impotence”? What if the doctor who examined your prostate was a woman and called you “Honey”? What if you had to inhale your boss’ stale cigar breath as she insisted that sleeping with her was part of the job? What if you couldn’t get away because the company dress code required you wear shoes designed to keep you from running? And what if after all that women still wanted you to love them? For The Men Who Still Don’t Get It, Carol Diehl  (via razzaroniii)

(Source: sassysluteverforever)

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