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April 08 2015





“Ah, Perry the platypus!”


“What an unexpected -“




“You’re trapped!”


“By societal convention!”


“Look! We’re in a fine dining environment. Everyone knows not to throw a scene in a fancy restaurant!”


“That’s right. You’re trapped. Sit down.”


This show is fucking brilliant.

did everyone else read that in his voice

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January 28 2015

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The Lorax, 1971

(original images not mine)

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December 02 2014



Feminism is knowing that you don’t have to wear things to impress a man

Feminism is also knowing that it’s okay to wear things to impress a man if you want to

Society forgets the first part, tumblr forgets the second part

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November 25 2014

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Me and thatsridicarus chatting bout gay and hetero…

I’m already toxicated enough by coffee….

because pencils are straight & bendable pencils can bend... and ribbons are straight-up curly & squiggly :B
society youve done it again

also you're high on coffee n im high on sleepy

November 03 2014

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The realist shit ever

this is everything.

realist shit ive seen 

america is the best at blaming the wrong person.

*the American government
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October 22 2014





omfg reposting this till the end of time

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August 14 2014



A Set Of Images That Points Out Why Those Bathroom Symbols Are So Friggin Silly (And Much More)

(source: fellowes)

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August 08 2014


August 03 2014

When you’re a trans woman you are made to walk this very fine line, where if you act feminine you are accused of being a parody and if you act masculine, it is seen as a sign of your true male identity. And if you act sweet and demure, you’re accused of reinforcing patriarchal ideas of female passivity, but if you stand up for your own rights and make your voice heard, then you are dismissed as wielding male privilege and entitlement. We trans women are made to teeter on this tightrope, not because we are transsexuals, but because we are women. This is the same double bind that forces teenage girls to negotiate their way between virgin and whore, that forces female politicians and business women to be aggressive without being seen as a bitch, and to be feminine enough not to emasculate their alpha male colleagues, without being so girly as to undermine their own authority.
— Julia Serano, Excluded: Making Feminist and Queer Movements More Inclusive, p 28-9 (via bisexual-books)
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July 31 2014


July 14 2014



Seriously nothing pisses me off more than seeing this shit all over the internet. Get over it and let people support whatever they want, regardless of who they are.

(I really hate drawing comics)

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July 06 2014

How does society brainwash the youth?

The media. Especially commercials, music videos & tv series. Targeting the young ones while their minds are still shaping.

June 14 2014

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Or a playstation or a flat screen TV or a newer car, etc and etc. I know people that work under the table for half their pay and get paid on the books for the rest and collect welfare. I know of drug dealers that collect for tax purposes even though they pull in thousands of untaxed money each month dealing. Tell me how I am not supposed to be upset with these people like I am with greedy corporate cronies? I’m not heartless. These people are selfish and unethical.


Except not everyone who has nice things is automatically cheating the system. People are given things as gifts. People buy things and THEN qualify for assistance. People save up for nice things.

You can’t assume what someone’s situation is just by what they own.


We were eating only donated Panera bread, rice, and turnips. My father was sneaking to the various blood banks in town to sell his plasma at twice the rate they allow. My mother was dying due to not having her medicine, which cost well over $1,200 a month after insurance. 

My autistic baby brother wanted to do something nice for me. 

He worked for months making custom art pieces to sell. He worked up courage despite crippling social anxiety and speech problems to ask the neighbors if he could do chores for them to earn more money - raking the yard, helping clean their house, walking their dogs. 

For nine months he carefully hoarded his money in a jar in his bedroom. He counted it every single night and compared it to the cost of what he wanted to get for me for Christmas. 

Finally he had enough. He bought me a DS Lite and a pokemon game. 

He was so happy. 

Until one of our neighbors, a highly conservative jackass, saw me with it outside a couple weeks later. My brother was with me. 

The neighbor stormed up and became screaming at us, a pair of teenagers, over how we could be so selfish to spend money on “electronic shit” when we were a family on food stamps. Spittle flying from his lips, cuss words every other second, rage radiating off of him so violently that our father came running out of the house - at a limp, since his spine is broken, which causes him horrific daily pain beyond what I can imagine - to protect us. 

My brother was never the same again. There is no happy ending here. That episode in his life changed him permanently and for the past seven years he has almost never left his room and never gone to a friend’s house. He is terrified of the neighbors and believes he is a bad person. 

Because of fucking people like you OP. 

Because of fuckers who believe that they know what life is like for everyone and have a right to judge. 

So fuck you OP. If you know drug dealers, report them, go on and put your ass on the line then. But for fuck’s sake don’t you dare thing you understand what goes on in the life of the people who live in never-ending, grinding poverty. Because you have *no fucking clue* what goes on in the detailed lives of others. 

You want to talk selfish? Look in the fucking mirror.


that time Bill O Reily was shocked and appalled that poor people could afford *gasp* A TV AND A FRIDGE IN THEIR APT? 
and went on a rant saying these ppl shouldn’t be on welfare because they have a plasma tv and fridge because obviously poor people need to not have tvs and fridge because poor ppl should be storing their food underground in holes and draw on walls with stones and sticks for entertainment.


When I was a child on welfare, eating rotten lunch meat, walking in shoes with cardboard in the bottoms to cover the holes, I had an extensive collection of My Little Ponies.  Not “one or two horses”; over three hundred, all told, and almost all the major playsets.  Maybe, oh, 10% of the total came from my mother, over the course of the eight years I spent collecting and living with her.  The rest were gifts from family members who didn’t know about our situation, but knew from Gramma’s chatty “everything is fine” letters that I loved My Little Pony.  They were from the charity groups that let you sign up and specify what your children wanted for Christmas.  They were from me saving every penny I found on the street.  They were from favorite teachers who knew how poor we were, who wanted me to have birthday happiness.  We’re talking thousands of dollars of plastic horses, almost none of which took a dime from Mom’s budget.  And the ones that did?  She was a mother trying not to break her daughter’s heart.

Every time someone yelled at us because poor people shouldn’t have nice things, we all died a little inside, and I clutched my horses even harder.  I needed something bright and beautiful in the world, to make up for the roaches in the walls and the mold growing on the butter.

Unless you’re someone’s accountant, you don’t know where they’re putting their money, and it’s not your place to judge.


We had the internet and a brand new computer in a time when very few people had the internet, and only a fraction of my classmates had access to a computer. It didn’t matter that ours were paid for by the university to help my mother get through college and get a job faster, so she could earn a livable wage and support her children on her own. It didn’t matter that we weren’t on food stamps or welfare, though we certainly qualified for both. 

Everyone wanted to know - parents of the other children in my class actually asked me - how we could justify having it with how poor we were. People felt entitled to ask why we would have it, what possessed us to think it was a good idea, because we were poor. And they felt absolutely justified in telling us, repeatedly, how irresponsible it was, how poor we were, how unreasonable they thought it looked, what sort of message we were sending by daring to have one nice thing.

They didn’t care that we didn’t have new winter coats, or shoes without holes in them, or food in our cupboards. They didn’t care that we missed school field trips because we couldn’t afford them, or that we picked rotten spots off the top of pudding and ate it, and only turned the heat on when the temperature fell below zero, because we couldn’t afford to even be warm all the time. They did not care about what we didn’t have.

They cared that we had a nice thing - that we had had ONE nice thing - and they resented it. 

I have many nice things now. I have new shoes, and a nice winter coat, and I have an education, a college degree. But I still feel, and I think anyone who has been very poor will always still feel, like any second someone is going to come over and demand to know how I justify having even one nice thing, let alone several.


Plus, it’s not like an iPhone or an iPad is the most expensive thing in the world. Saving can definitely help impoverished people be able to afford nice things eventually, just probably with a lot more time. You never know how long or how hard someone worked to get something.

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May 28 2014

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Oppression of punks in Indonesia.


“We’re not torturing anyone,” [Indonesian police chief Hasan] said. “We’re not violating human rights. We’re just trying to put them back on the right moral path.”


This is painful to look at. These girls and boys have been stripped on their identity and they will tell the world you’re not violating human rights?

So fucked up

This makes me so angry

Save Rock and Roll. This is the basis of the Fall Out Boy cd cover

yeah their cover shows how the old and the new can co exist

as an indonesian, a punk, indie & alternative lover and a fall out boy fan i feel the need to repost this. this made both me and my 14-year-old rebellious self so damn angry
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November 12 2013

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This was an art project for school, the assignment being to do a piece on some social injustice. As a person who has been, is, and likely will be depressed in the future, I feel a strong shame when the topic of depression is brought up in a social setting, as if my struggle is some kind of a disease. The way depression is talked about is, for some reason, separate from the way physical injuries are discussed. My pain and injury is no less than that of someone with physical evidence that there is something wrong, which is absolute bullcrap. 

Anyway, I hope you like the comic. /end of rant. 

Holy shit Hannah.

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October 16 2013



The Universal Declaration of Human Rights #BlogActionDay #Humanrights

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October 07 2013

Most guys do not have to deal with the world of women. They’re born from us, they live around us, but for the most part, we take care of our own shit. We buy our own tampons. We deal with skeevy guys who catcall us. We deal with crappier work situations. We deal with getting told we suck at things because we have a vagina, and that we need to be prettier. […]

Then, they had daughters. […]

The girl goes to school, and you watch how she’s never called on. You hear someone insult someone else by calling them ‘a girl’, and it stings. Your little girl is awesome! She’s brave and smart and funny! Why would anyone use that as an insult? Then, you remember all the times you did it.

And then, you realize that, all along, you’ve been a part of the problem.

Jezebel commentor kcunning, on the recent study showing that men with daughters and boys with sisters are more likely to show more generous, caring and gentle tendencies. (via misandry-mermaid)

It’s like when a man has a daughter he suddenly wakes up and realizes, “Oh my God, boys out there are going to treat my daughter the way I used to treat girls”. That’s why men are so protective of their daughters. They know how awful boys are because they acted the same exact way. And instead of teaching your sons not to be assholes, you hide your daughters away.

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The bolded.

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September 12 2013

How it's unfair for the government to treat their citizens like this, and as soon as they moved to a different country because of the treatment they receive in their own country, the government condemned them unpatriotic. *facepalm*

August 27 2013

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A TED Talk That Might Turn Every Man Who Watches It Into A Feminist? It's Pretty Fantastic.

This is, hands down, my favorite TED talk of all time. That isn't hyperbole. I spent three days trying to pull out some highlights to share and ended up with a second-by-second recap of the whole dang thing.

Just hit play, and let the awesomeness wash over you (but especially pay attention around the 10-minute mark because that's when things get really good).
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