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Frankie Wells | Person of Interest 4.18
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so are we just supposed to pretend that we didn’t see that you turned off the function to reply under your posts tumblr? got too overwhelmed with the onslaught of “we do not want this” “let gifs be gifs” ”we did not consent to this” “please don’t destroy our hard work” “gifs are the only reason we are still here” “if you go through with this we are leaving” “mp4′s don’t work or load”? shocked that gif makers are done being disrespected and treated like utter garbage and chose to speak out against this? despite literally asking for our feedback? can’t admit that you screwed up big time so you choose to bury yourself and not let people speak?
What did that pic of Jureen Smollett look like? Tumblr removed it?
I don't have a clue, lol, I stalked the jurneesmollettedit tag in its entirety and can only assume it's a somewhat sexy pic of her, bc am not sure why else tumblr would remove it
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The horrors of returning to the world make for desirable escapes, but also a shrinking window to enjoy those escapes in. If I turn away too long, I might forget what it is to mourn. The newest thing that cloaks me in fear is the idea that I’ve become too numb to a world that increasingly demands furious engagement. I went to sleep again, and when I woke up, there were fifty Muslims dead in New Zealand and people once again arguing over who deserves to live a full life and how those people deserve to live a full life. In all of my group chats, no one really knows what to say, and so no one says anything. I have run out of jokes to break the silence with. On the Internet, someone mentions all of the things our collective grief can turn into: rage, hope, something useful against the exhausting scroll of violence. Friends, I come to you very plainly afraid that I am losing faith in the idea that grief can become anything but grief. The way old neighborhoods are torn to the ground and new ones sprout from that same ground, it feels, most days, like my grief is simply being rebuilt and restructured along my own interior landscape. There is not enough distance between tragedies for my sadness to mature into anything else but another new monument obscuring the last new monument.
— Hanif Abdurraqib, from “Fear: A Crown,” in A Little Devil in America
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↳ Arrow 1.22 “Darkness On The Edge Of Town”
“Wow, I thought this was gonna be easier to say, but now I’m standing here, looking at you, and it’s-” “Just say what you have to say and go, okay?” “Ever since I’ve been back, we’ve been doing this dance; We come together, and then I pull away, something pulls me away. But I think, finally, that something might be over.” “What are you trying to say?” “That you know be better than anyone. And that you are more important to me than anyone. I just hope I didn’t wait too long to say it.”
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i'm too old, can you remind me why we stopped talking? the days are getting shorter again - i wake up before the sun, i finish work after she has already hidden again.
i saw you got a dog - i think. i saw you dyed your hair - maybe. i saw that you like the same television series i do - well, it seems. anything could be happening, i guess. it's hard to tell just looking at a screen.
i'm too old - why did we fight? i can't remember what exactly happened. i can't remember what came up. i've been getting better. i'm sorry, if it's my fault. i'm sorry even if it's not. i'm sorry even if neither of us did anything wrong.
someone mentioned you the other day, and asked me - do you know her? as if we'd never even been friends. i had to think about it. no, i guess not. i once cried on your shoulder for half an hour about a boy who wasn't even, like, hot.
for old time's sake, wanna come over? it's halloween. it used to be our season. we used to clomp through the leaves together. wanna come over? i just moved, i want to show you my tiny skein of a yard. wanna come over? my dog can meet your maybe-dog and we can drink mulled cider and get over the hard part.
i dont remember who drew the line. i don't remember if there was even a line ever drawn, or we just grew apart, the way adults sometimes do. i think to text you sometimes - but what if you're angry?
you used to come to my birthday parties. i used to throw parties for you. it's kind of hard to picture, these days, as if through a fogged windowpane. a lot has happened since then. a lot has changed for me. probably for you too.
i can't write today. i wasn't ever really good at writing for you, specifically, anyway. i felt something too mottled. something that scalded if it wasn't handled properly.
anyway. i'm too old. i hope you reach out. i am glad you look happy. i am glad that i'm happy too. i am glad we are both busy adults with our lives sparkling like glitter glue. i am glad like ice cream dinners and theme park tickets and closing a book. i am glad to my roots.
but i kind of wish you were here so i could share it with you.
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Under international law, Israel is 100% obligated to vaccinate all the Palestinians living under its occupation, yet they have refused to provide Palestinians with vaccines since they started their vaccination campaign 6 months ago, despite the fact that more than 85% of Israel’s population are already fully vaccinated (the highest percentage in the world) and despite the fact that Israel has been sending millions of vaccines to foreign countries in exchange for them moving their embassy to occupied Jerusalem instead of giving some of those vaccines to Palestinians in the West Bank and Gaza.
Two days ago Israel has decided, oh so generously, to share some of the millions of vaccines that they have been hogging with the Palestinian non-Authority, but there’s just one small problem: all the vaccines that Israel has “donated” are either expired or near-expired and they were only given to Palestinians in exchange for them to give Israel a brand new vaccine shipment that’s supposed to be shipped to Palestinians this September directly from Pfizer as a form of charity, even though again, Israel is 100% obligated to vaccinate all Palestinians without being given anything in return from them.
Gaza of course is left out of this deal, even though Israel bombed the only COVID-19 facility in Gaza and also their Ministry of Health just last month. Please keep that in mind when the media attempt to save Israel’s image by reporting on how they wanted to help out by donating vaccines, but it was the evil™ Palestinians who “refused” their generous offer.
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me picking up my parents' worst traits: omg i love narrative mirrors
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tbh waiting to hear back from people re interviews is the WORST feeling ever. just. put me out of my misery PLS. I can’t handle this.
sometimes self care is making seven gifsets in a day and not doing much adulting and you know what? I'm valid, okay
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Aliens & Anorexia by Chris Kraus
well. the funeral is over. I surprisingly managed to stop myself from griping at a bitchy aunt who was shading me during the drive back. there was zero social distancing and I basically managed to rebuff most but not all attempts to hug me, tho I was wearing a mask and I was glad that it was a requirement in parts of the process because I know none of my family would wear them otherwise.
but anyway. my nan was buried yesterday, and maybe this makes me cold and heartless but I feel just really numb and like I can’t feel a thing, which is. not a nice feeling. mostly I’ve been trying to take care of everyone as best I can. since that’s the only thing I seem to be any good at.
thankfully, I have therapy starting from jan, so here’s hoping I can work through a lot of this shit because god knows I spent ages waiting for said therapy.
#i was planning on doing so much#like i wanted to do another xmas gifset for mari as a present#and a follow forever for the new year#not sure I will do that second one now#the first one i couldn't even start bc of what happened#it's just unbearable seeing my immediate family in pain#sigh#me.txt#personal#negativity for ts#coronapocalypse#2020 wasn't done being a shit year even on christmas fucking eve#ugh
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THE HAUNTING OF BLY MANOR (2020) created by Mike Flanagan
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I’m sure most people have now seen this New York Times piece “How British feminism became anti-trans.” Personally, I think it should be posted far and wide, but this key bit here is something that resonated with me.
[caption: “middle- and upper-class white feminists have not received the pummelling from black and indigenous feminists that their American counterparts have]
This is so accurate it’s unreal. British feminism is generally 20 years behind, not just on trans rights but on many things. It’s not a coincidence that the “feminists” writing transphobic nonsense in the Guardian and New Statesman have also made sneering comments about intersectional feminism.
Here’s Helen Lewis in the New Statesman complaining that intersectional ideals demand too much of feminists. And here’s Hadley Freeman in the Guardian complaining that intersectionality leads to too much “feminist infighting.” Julie Bindel deliberately conflates intersectional feminism with liberal feminism, so she can sneer at both. We know Caitlin Moran rightly got pilloried for saying she “doesn’t do race.” Same shit from Zoe Williams.
There’s a lot of good work done by feminist women of colour in the UK - you can read much of it on Media Diversified or gal-dem. You could also follow Guilaine Kinouani or Judith Wanga or Sara Ahmed on Twitter. But these voices are not the predominant voices in British feminism. They’re not getting regular columns in the Guardian or giving takes on BBC news.
Who gets the columns? Helen Lewis. Caitlin Moran. Julie Bindel. Hadley Freeman. Zoe Williams. This post is already too long, so I won’t get into the history of these women when it comes to writing about race, sexuality, disability and religion. I could list pages and pages of shitty things they’ve said. The point is, these are the women who speak for British feminism. These are the women who get top billing.
It’s not good enough. We deserve better. We deserve more working class voices, more diverse LGBTQ voices, disabled voices and women of colour’s voices. We need to amplify them wherever we can, because these white middle class assholes in our newspapers are trying to claim that they’re doing this bullshit for us.
And not only is that allowing transmisogyny to hurt one of the most marginalised groups in Britain, but it’s opening the door to a raft of toxic bullshit that they’re getting away with in the name of feminism. Fuck knows who they’re gonna target next.
It’s also worth noting that the obsession with supposed “biological realities” of people like Ms. Parker is part of a long tradition of British feminism interacting with colonialism and empire. Imperial Britain imposed policies to enforce heterosexuality and the gender binary, while simultaneously constructing the racial “other” as not only fundamentally different, but freighted with sexual menace; from there, it’s not a big leap to see sexual menace in any sort of “other,” and “biological realities” as essential and immutable. (Significantly, many Irish feminists have rejected Britain’s TERFism, citing their experience of colonialism explicitly as part of the reason.)
I wrote 4K on this for a class this year, but: British TERFism especially, and TERFism more generally, relies on ignoring intersectionality, because the root of their politics is that men oppress women in every situation. This means they have to erase the times that (some) women have power over (some) men, like white women’s participation in the enslavement of Black men, or abled women’s participation in the institutionalization of disabled men. Admitting that these forces interact would destabilise the polarisation that their political ideology needs in order to appear coherent.