Sometimes ignorance is bliss.

A man said to another:

“I heard this man say such and such thing about you behind your back.”

He replied:

“He shot an arrow and it missed me, so why have you picked it up to stab me with it?”

social justice is not a bad thing, full fucking stop.

i’m getting really fucking tired of ‘social justice bloggers’ being blamed for ruining people’s fun

when your fun stems from oppressive, dehumanising ideologies and upholds the practice of further marginalising people, there’s a bigger issue at hand than hurt feelings that people don’t like your favorites

like, i don’t know why you would want to defend a system of oppression and privilege and the works over the people who suffer under that system, who are actively and passively oppressed and even killed by the system, who get the brunt of the microaggressions and have to live their daily lives enduring those microaggressions that exist outside of tumblr

fandom, you are gross as shit for doing this

privileged folk, you are gross as shit for doing this

calling someone out for their bullshit is not bullying, it’s not even to say your a bad person; it’s a signal for you to acknowledge the internalised isms you have as being a product of a society that institutionalises isms

these social justice bloggers - whether or not they identify as such (while we’re at it, stop shoving these labels onto people, stop shoving words into people’s mouths, stop misconstruing people’s actions when they call you out on your fuck ups) - are not seeking out these offensive things and getting angry just for the sake of it. these offensive things have riled up visceral indignation as a result of wanting to find peace and fun in safe places but instead get slapped in the face by unsafe, offensive things that you may think are innocuous but aren’t because your privileges afford you that ignorance to not see those things as anything but innocuous/non-offensive. so instead of saying ‘i’m sorry you got offended’ or ‘you’re too sensitive’ or ‘i’m sick of social justice bloggers getting offended by literally everything,’ how about you try to understand WHY someone got offended, WHY they were hurt by your actions, WHY a particular thing is drenched with microaggressions and isms

but you’d rather get angry that someone pointed out your fuck up, i see

you’d rather play the victim in this case…thanks for derailing and making it about you

unlearning bigotry is a difficult task to uptake, but wouldn’t you rather unlearn isms and oppressions than participate in fun that feeds into the systems that ostracise, endanger, erase, and marginalise folks who are not white, cis, wealthy, and men?

if you’re one of those folks that like to throw around social justice like it’s a pejorative rather than a form of social activism to fight and challenge against social injustices of varying types, regardless if it deals with media and media representation and the way media remains inflexible in their oppressive practices that are normalised by society and therefore by extension you normalise those practices

then it says a whole lot about your character and how little you empathise people and in actuality you’re not a nice person, you’re in fact pathetic excuses of human decency

I have never labeled myself a “social justice blogger”, but I was labeled as such by a someone the other day.

I find it an odd thing to be labeled because of the stigma that surrounds being a “Tumblr social justice blogger” (as outlined above) but whatthefuckever. I do what I do, I challenge and criticize and I get fucking angry, because this shit is important.

It’s not just about redefining body image anymore and it never really was. Fat acceptance and body image related politics don’t stop short of size and shape, they transcend all kinds of social issues. It’s about redefining feminism, oppression, intersectionality, gender, language, culture…The list goes on and on.

These are things that fill my brainwaves every single day. I am enthralled by the amount I’ve learned, taken in, and passed on - just in the past year, I have grown more as a feminist and activist than I could have ever thought possible. The amount of research, note-taking and reading I do on a daily basis is actually pretty fucking astounding, now that I think about it. I can’t stop myself, I’m addicted to this knowledge. My passion is palpable and there is no use in minimizing it.

The bolded. 

the boldeeeeeeeeeedddd yeesssss.

Seriously. Ever since I "discovered" social justice, I can never let it go. I love keeping intellectually stimulated and enjoy reading bell hooks in my spare time whereas before, I didn't give two shits that I was ignorant (or more like I didn't realize how bad it really was). It's wonderful.

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