kokoopa:

kelly1mc:

lamapalooza:

ellendegeneres:

That’s one way to handle the heat.

Ellen: “….kay”

I’m never gonna get over Ellen’s face

let’s play a game.

it’s called, ‘guess who’s straight and who’s not”.

(via youngpreciosa)

This urn will turn you into a tree after you die

rainbow-road-to-happiness:

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You can choose what kind of tree you want to become

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Idk I just find this beautiful 

just imagine cemeteries looking like this

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a forest of living, changing, beautiful trees. I think a tombstone represents finality in death while a tree represents the continuation of life. It’s like you are living on symbolically through something greater than yourself. Each tree in a forest is a soul.

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carnivaloftherandom:

saathi1013:

bana05:

I wanted my first-year film students to understand what happens to a story when actual human beings inhabit your characters, and the way they can inspire storytelling. And I wanted to teach them how to look at headshots and what you might be able to tell from a headshot. So for the past few years I’ve done a small experiment with them.

Some troubling shit always occurs.

It works like this: I bring in my giant file of head shots, which include actors of all races, sizes, shapes, ages, and experience levels. Each student picks a head shot from the stack and gets a few minutes to sit with the person’s face and then make up a little story about them. 

Namely, for white men, they have no trouble coming up with an entire history, job, role, genre, time, place, and costume. They will often identify him without prompting as “the main character.” The only exception? “He would play the gay guy.” For white women, they mostly do not come up with a job (even though it was specifically asked for), and they will identify her by her relationships. “She would play the mom/wife/love interest/best friend.” I’ve heard “She would play the slut” or “She would play the hot girl.” A lot more than once.

For nonwhite men, it can be equally depressing. “He’s in a buddy cop movie, but he’s not the main guy, he’s the partner.” “He’d play a terrorist.” “He’d play a drug dealer.” “A thug.” “A hustler.” “Homeless guy.” One Asian actor was promoted to “villain.”

For nonwhite women (grab onto something sturdy, like a big glass of strong liquor), sometimes they are “lucky” enough to be classified as the girlfriend/love interest/mom, but I have also heard things like “Well, she’d be in a romantic comedy, but as the friend, you know?” “Maid.” “Prostitute.” “Drug addict.”

I should point out that the responses are similar whether the group is all or mostly-white or extremely racially mixed, and all the groups I’ve tried this with have been about equally balanced between men and women, though individual responses vary. Women do a little better with women, and people of color do a little better with people of color, but female students sometimes forget to come up with a job for female actors and black male students sometimes tell the class that their black male actor wouldn’t be the main guy.

Once the students have made their pitches, we interrogate their opinions. “You seem really sure that he’s not the main character – why? What made you automatically say that?” “You said she was a mom. Was she born a mom, or did she maybe do something else with her life before her magic womb opened up and gave her an identity? Who is she as a person?” In the case of the “thug“, it turns out that the student was just reading off his film resume. This brilliant African American actor who regularly brings houses down doing Shakespeare on the stage and more than once made me weep at the beauty and subtlety of his performances, had a list of film credits that just said “Thug #4.” “Gang member.” “Muscle.” Because that’s the film work he can get. Because it puts food on his table.

So, the first time I did this exercise, I didn’t know that it would turn into a lesson on racism, sexism, and every other kind of -ism. I thought it was just about casting. But now I know that casting is never just about casting, and this day is a real teachable opportunity. Because if we do this right, we get to the really awkward silence, where the (now mortified) students try to sink into their chairs. Because, hey, most of them are proud Obama voters! They have been raised by feminist moms! They don’t want to be or see themselves as being racist or sexist. But their own racism and sexism is running amok in the room, and it’s awkward.

This for every time someone criticizes how characters of color and female characters of color especially are treated in text and by subsequent fandoms.  It’s never “just a television/movie/book”. It’s never been ”just”.

…and by subsequent fandoms." <— bless this addition.

This one is always worth reblogging.
When I say, “Representation matters,” it’s not just the presence of PoC, women, PwD, LGBTQIA, in narrative, it’s the roles are those characters are occupying.

The hall of mirrors that is the interplay between fiction and real life becomes a negative feedback loop with real consequences, because we internalize things and then we act them out.

Storytelling is a powerful thing. What stories are we telling, and why?

(Source: letthetruthlaugh, via seriouslyamerica)

mayachapina:

coelasquid:

I found out that if you give your tomato plant adequate water and fertilizer you run the risk of it never flowering because consistently comfortable conditions convince the plant that there is no environmental pressure to spread and reproduce.

You can literally be a helicopter tomato parent and grow a spoiled directionless manchild tomato plant.

Hahaha!

(Source: staytrillbro, via owlmylove)

joanne-and-deans-bacon:

I’M SAVING THESE TO FUCK WITH PEOPLE’S BRAINS

(Source: best-of-memes, via owlmylove)

problackgirl:

the hardest thing for a black person living under white supremacy to do is to overcome self-hatred. it really is something that i see so many black people struggle with, worst still, most of them aren’t even aware of how lost they are. tumblr makes me forget that a lot of black people are still stuck in the ~hate breeds hate, im not like other blacks~ mindset and it’s so upsetting.

(via hackxed)

vintage-kisses:

This photo is of my town, it’s in quite a poor part and when I passed it on the bus I really realised how true it is

vintage-kisses:

This photo is of my town, it’s in quite a poor part and when I passed it on the bus I really realised how true it is

(via mariposa-reina)

red3blog:

pardonmewhileipanic:

stfueverything:

sizvideos:

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wow

soooooo is no one going to say ANYTHING about how this woman is full of shit?

like oh, you needed a fat suit to learn that fat people aren’t treated well? OR HOW ABOUT YOU JUST LISTEN TO THE ENDLESS STORIES FROM ACTUAL FAT WOMEN WHO COULD HAVE TOLD YOU THIS IN TWO SECONDS

you needed a fat suit to show that people don’t like when people use “fake” images …. I GET IT THAT IT’S SUPPOSEDLY STILL THE SAME PERSON but i mean, this is why i keep my pics up to date, because i don’t want to put myself through this

I’d be just as displeased if some guy showed up looking 40 when he said he was 25 (has happened), so I mean, what is this experiment proving other than “people on dating sites expect you to look like your photo, regardless of what you look like/weigh”

and you couldn’t find an actually fat woman for this entirely POINTLESS “experiment”

my body is not your fucking costume

the struggles and hardships i face from a fatphobic society don’t come off at the end of the day. I can’t unzip my oppression and slide it off

l FUCKING HATE PEOPLE WHO PUT ON FAT SUITS BECAUSE THE EXPERIMENTS THEY DO ARE ALL FALSE RESULTS

Like oh, you felt bad because some guys left you while in a fat suit? But you KNOW you get to take it off later. You KNOW this isn’t something you’ve dealt with for 20+ years, and likely won’t have to ever experience once the suit is gone. 

Wear that suit, EVERY DAY, even in the shower, for 20+ years, FROM CHILDHOOD, THEN fucking tell me what you’ve learned. Until then, get the fuck out of my face with this social experiment bullshit

What. Fucking. Bullshit.

This “experiment” is completely fucked up in every way it could be. Aside from the OBVIOUS offensiveness of treating fat bodies as costumes to take on and off, what they are doing is actually reenacting a FAT SHAMING fantasy. Fat bigots created the fantasy of the deceitful fatty posting brazenly dishonest photos of themselves on dating sites to lure men in. But that’s a myth fat haters created to vindicate their disgust of fat people.

It. Doesn’t. Happen.

(And fuck any “Well Actually” bullshit. I don’t care if you can find an isolated instance of it happening. All Catfish does is troll the internet trying desperately to find those isolated instances. They are so rare that in the real world, the instances still round down to NONE.)

By being credulous of this lie, the experiment is useless. They craft a scenario where the “fat woman” really is lying to these men so it becomes impossible to detach their reactions from disgust with her body and disgust with being lied to.

People are allowed to be attracted to thin bodies. What they aren’t allowed to do is to translate a lack of attraction to a moral failing. What they aren’t allowed to do is be disgusted with bodies that don’t happen to turn them on. What they aren’t allowed to do is shielded from any critical examination of how attraction to thin bodies is socially conditioned and privileged. But at the end of the day, no one thinks anyone is obligated to fuck anyone they don’t want to. Experiments like this ignore meaningful questions about how fat women are treated in favor of scolding men for being taken aback when their date turns out to be a thin woman in a fucking obvious fat suit.

What they COULD have done but didn’t because this would have involved empowering ACTUAL fat women to tell their ACTUAL story is had an actual fat woman go on Tinder with photos that are completely accurate but also posed in a manner that might be regarded as “conventionally” flattering. Because that’s what is really behind the fever dream they re-enacted instead. The guys flipping out over being lied to are firstly never attractive themselves and “being lied to” is always them hoping a woman is thinner than she looks and being resentful that their fat shaming gamble didn’t pay out.

OR you could drop the bullshit notion of needing to conduct an experiment all together and just interview fat women about their experiences on dating sites. EVERY fat woman I know has stories of guys seeking them out to abuse them. EVERY fat woman has stories about guys responding to a polite but firm rejection with abuse. EVERY fat woman has stories of guys who ARE are attracted to fat women but act entitled to their attention and affection. Tell THOSE stories. Not some fantasy that is more at place on some fat trolling sub-Reddit.

(via thisisthinprivilege)

alwayskeepingitonehundred:

I DID NOT KNOW WHAT THEY WAS TRYNA SAY BUT EHEN YOU REALIZE WHAT THEY WAS TRYNA SAY OMG

alwayskeepingitonehundred:

I DID NOT KNOW WHAT THEY WAS TRYNA SAY BUT EHEN YOU REALIZE WHAT THEY WAS TRYNA SAY OMG

(Source: pomeranian2, via laroxay)