Handstands on the catastrophe curve

Hana-Rawhiti Kareariki Maipi-Clarke, the youngest MP in Aotearoa, starts a haka to protest the first vote on a bill reinterpreting the 1840 Treaty of Waitangi

Goes insanely hard

To provide further context from what I understand the bill wanted to take the rights guaranteed to the Maori in said treaty and expand them to all New Zealand citizens. The issue with that is that it sort of defeats the point of the protections of the treaty.

Here is Te Ao Māori News reporting on the protest.

Breakdown of what the Treaty of Waitangi and the proposal to reinterpret it means.

Reblogging this to be a bit sappy, because I am really proud of Aotearoa as a country for their response to this bill. Because this bill fucking sucks. Like so much. Fuck David Seymour.

But at the same time, there has been such an outpouring of opposition to this bill- from both Maori, Pakeha and non-nzers. There is a hikoi (protest march/convoy) moving up (or down if you're pakeha :p) the country towards the capital. It's not even half way, and there were 10,000 people estimated at the event in Kirikiriroa/Hamilton. It is shaping up to be the largest hikoi of the generation.

I was at an activation in my city and it was incredible, to see so many people there! I was in a sea of people, and just completely surrounded by Tino Rangatiratanga/Maori flags. Just a sea of them all through the crowd. And that was one of two simultaneous events in my city.

All of this is to say that power can be resisted.

In the last election, Aotearoa voted in its most conservative government for a good while. Granted, USA conservative is on a different level to NZ conservative, but everything within its context right?

And the good news is- that this bill will almost certainly fail. Yes, it passed its first reading because National (our big right wing party) is the worst and promised that in their coalition agreement and so they've decided to waste more taxpayer money. But they have now repeatedly promised to vote this bill down at second reading. Which means that 5 of our 6 parties in government have promised to oppose the bill at second reading (3 of those parties are left wing and 2 are right wing).

All power can be resisted. Nothing is over until we let it be over.

Toitu Te Tiriti

Also just a quick shoutout to Willie Jackson a Labour MP (roughly democrat equivalent aka big centre-left party) who was ejected from parliament for refusing to withdraw and apologise for his statement (its against parliament rules to call another member a liar)

Also if you want to see the lead up, as well as the pleasure of watching the speaker, Gerry Brownlee look very uncomfortable you can watch this.

Very cute - and once again, the pleasure of watching someone with good tools, good material and the expertise to make good use of both.

Can I eat the wood slices

I wanna use that cutter so baddd

How I pratice drawing things, now in a tutorial form. The shrimp photo I used is here Show me your shrimps if you do this uvu  PS: lots of engrish because foreign 

This is the best art advice ever and you should all listen to it because it’s basically what I’ve been telling people for years.

THIS.

This feels like one of those pieces of advice that are so brilliant that as soon as you have read it, it feels blindingly obvious. 

It’s true though.

You're thinking about killing yourself from an election but at least fifteen countries had to actively resist and eventually overthrow human rights violating military dictatorships sponsored by Nixon. And every day their people woke up and chose to be alive another day just to kick them out. Let noncompliance fuel you.

i say this with love: yall will make yourselves feel bad about fucking anything, i swear to god. you feel bad about feeling too much. you feel bad about feeling too little. you feel bad about what makes you feel good. you feel bad about not knowing what you like. you feel bad for not being able to survive easily in a world hostile to you. you feel bad for the tactics that you use to survive. you feel bad for how you identify. you feel bad for being unique. you feel bad for experiences that you share with millions of people. you suspect that every feeling, experience, desire, fear, and question in your brain is somehow evidence that you don't deserve to exist.

i can be so so reassuring about all of these things but ultimately you are the one that's gonna have to make a conscious choice to stop measuring yourself in these ways. there is no authority who gets to determine whether you have the right to exist or not. you already do. there is no body that votes on whether you get to feel, identify, or think as you do. you already do. your existence as it is is non-negotiable. stop trying to justify yourself. you're already here. the world is going to have to deal with it anyway.

#also like - a small piece of advice to take or leave#read some classic literature - learn (or remind yourself) that you can relate to the feelings of authors of past generations#that dealing with the human condition is not new#and find comfort in knowing that you aren’t alone in what you’re feeling (via @painted-irises)

for me internet friendships are “we don’t talk all the time but I see you’re online and it makes me happy” and I really hope it’s like that for everyone

(via @freenarnian )

so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you

Illustrations for Yasunari Kawabata's The Sound of Waves | Shiosai | 潮騒, by Lâm Tùng Nguyễn.

my message 2 the world

cant stop thinking abt ursula k. le guin’s essay abt the carrier bag theory….. she’s like, maybe the first human tool was not a weapon, but rather something that holds, a bag, a pouch, a vessel, something for gathering and storing and sharing. let’s shift the narrative of humanity from that of violence to that of safekeeping. and i’m like

and THEN she’s like, a novel is also a carrier bag. there’s the Hero’s story, sure, but there’s room enough in fiction for every experience, for every little thing, and it’s that other story, the life story, that she seeks……. o|-<

turns out the entire essay is online (thanks, Anarchist Library) and i really can’t recommend it enough

now this is what i’m talkin about. Leaf surfer

Reason #1,324,789 of why I love this show.

This was a casual side conversation between Bashir and Sisko about a fellow crew member, completely unrelated to the episode’s plot, and its just so sweet.

It’s nice to know that if you’re a pregnant father-to-be on DS9, your buddies Julian and Miles will build you a hatchling pond, buy you baby clothes, and throw you a shower eagerly attended by the station’s commanding officer (who was practically beaming with joy when he found out that you were expecting).

How wonderful.

This is so much more, though. This is such a massive subversion of 90s toxic masculinity.

A male character is producing offspring, and two male characters are giving him a baby shower, which at the time (and still is) the dominant joke for male characters is how to get out of attending a baby shower.

Add to that Sisko is a absolutely giddy at the thought of new babies, during a time when black men were portrayed at the peak of the toxic masculinity charts, and were usually stereotyped as absent fathers.

The fact that Sisko is a black single father- a very involved, very supportive, very *present* black single father, was a *really big deal*- the writers knew this and were very thoughtful and deliberate with how they approached it. And it’s beautiful.

Sisko is rarely a perfect father, but he’s always a good one.

Its really pathetic how often transmisogynists smear trans women as angry, isolated, and lonely; undeserving of consideration because of their insufficient socialization, insufficient mental capacity, insufficient rationality. It's a cruel lie that evokes misogynist accusations of female hysteria and is predicated on ignoring the trans women screaming out for community and friendship and affection everywhere queer people can be found. I wish that these people would re-evaluate and self-crit but I am unfortunately aware that the blind eyes and turned heads are the only way these people can maintain their faux-feminist, pseudo-progressive facades