kaysha / 17 / feminism / \m/
[salsa dances away from your shitty opinion]
it’s not you. it’s me. it’s me, and i’m sorry.
i’m horny but i’m not
in the mood to pretend
i like myself enough
to get naked in front
Chelsea Fagan, Some Thoughts on Tumblr
It’s simply a fact that the self-deprecating posts, the ones that glorify depression/mental illness, the ones that revel in the poster’s inability to succeed or progress or attain some nebulous idea of “adulthood,” the ones that go so far as to edge on the outer boundaries of self-hate — these are the ones that are most popular. They fit into a kind of overarching theme of warped, exaggerated, likely insincere humility. “We are all terrible,” [the theme] seems to say, “but at least it means we don’t think we’re better than anyone else.” Rarely do people say, “Maybe there is something that I can change, maybe this has something to do with me, maybe there are ways to make things better.” It’s so much easier to engage in half-hearted acts of self-mockery or complain about all of the things happening in your life than it is to engage in serious moments of introspection to decide the tangible things you can do on a daily basis to improve your station in life, and the station of those around you.
One thing that is very important to me right now is personal responsibility. I am twenty-four and in the early stages of a life [that consists] of financial independence, career development, travel, and relationships. But only if I am willing to work for and cultivate them every day. I often think of myself at twenty-one, completely rudderless and in self-imposed debt of all kinds, getting arrested for something as idiotic as driving on a suspended license, too embarrassed of my life and wasted potential to really tell anyone about myself, spending months taking buses for almost two hours a day to get to a terrible job. I never want to be that person again.
But what was most significant about that person was that she never took responsibility. She never acknowledged her role in things. She was always eager to pointlessly self-deprecate, [to] say she was incapable of being better, [to] blame everyone around her for her own failures. I find it profoundly depressing that so many intelligent, capable, attractive, inspiring young people write as though they were the younger me,.
We are all capable of so much, and can take so much of our life in our own hands. There is so much about ourselves to love, and embrace, and be proud of — there is no reason to feign insecurity or shift responsibility to the people who will never be anything but indifferent to your success. I recommend that everyone find and follow people who are positive, and challenging themselves, and demanding of the world around them. Because we might find it temporarily satisfying to see someone else complain about their own lives, but it only prevents us from remembering how much we are capable of doing with our own.
Time uses a picture of a young woman taking a selfie to demonstrate how fucked up our generation is
Why not use a picture of a 50 year old white male banker masturbating with mortgage papers into the mouth of a senator
will reblog this everytime i see it on my dash
oh my god
Brief synopsis: This amazing book explains how white identity is based on a series of state-sanctioned laws and social processes that facilitate the accumulation of wealth, property, and benefits by the white middle class. It provides the material basis for white privilege and identity.
1) In a world where legislated racial discrimination against whites ( particularly white males) exists in the South Africa and Zimbabwe, where white people do not have equal rights to employment, opportunity, advancement, or even to own property - we are expected to buy into the existance of this fantasy realm of “white privilege” the author wishes to portray. As if this were still the 19th century. Sadly, as anyone who is not incredibly sheltered and naïve should know, the 21st century has been characterised by non-white privilege even in so-called white countries. I can’t believe how foolish and naïve most of the other reviews are - this book is dangerous as it distracts from the emerging reality of global black nationalism and white disadvantage.
“…despite complaints about “reverse discrimination,” my research demonstrated that the real complaint is that affirmative action undermines long-established patterns of favoritism.”
IDK how to explain to whites, men, etc that ‘privilege’ means an unbalanced advantage. When you are making the playing field more balanced and taking away that headstart, you cant be complaining!!(via le-kif-kif)