deedeecontroversy:

amazonpoodle:

bookshop:

amazonpoodle:

bookshop:

Confidence goals: Kanye West 

Attitude goals: Rihanna

Money goals: Beyonce

Privilege goals: Darren Wilson

…so your goal is to rise to a place where you can spy a black kid, decide you don’t like the look of him, shoot him dead while he’s surrendering to you and call this doing your job; to not even have to avoid arrest because nobody’s trying to arrest you while you’re on paid leave; and to have your friends rustle up a cool half-million dollars for your trouble because they appreciate the work you do so much? that’s the kind of privilege you aspire towards?

here are not human words for how unacceptable this is

i hope the internet crucifies you

WOW okay I thought it would be immediately and universally understood that this post was bitter sarcasm, but to clarify, I reblogged this post as a reaction to all the OTHER WHITE PEOPLE I saw reblogging this post, because I was immediately reminded of Nic  Harris’ tweet that “everyone wants to be black until it’s time to be black.”

I reblogged this as a reminder TO MYSELF that emulating black idols does not absolve me of the social responsibility, as a white person, for examining and understanding my own privilege and how my actions and inactions and ignorances can perpetuate social harm.

I’m absolutely appalled that you, amazonpoodle, would think I meant this post in sincerity, and all I can say is that was the furthest thing from my intent, and I apologize for not explaining immediately what my thought process was so that you would have more context, and I apologize for making you think that I as a white person would sincerely wish Darren Wilson’s level of “privilege” on any human being, and I am so, so so sorry that I made you feel like that. 

i don’t know how to even begin breaking this down for you, is the thing.

i doubt anybody thinks you actually aspire to be like darren wilson? but like. that is the joke you made. on a post written by a black person about exceptional black people. it is not a joke anybody should be making, but it is especially not a joke somebody who is not black should be making. 

because the thing that is not a joke — the thing you totally failed to examine and understand — is that you ALREADY HAVE the privilege that darren wilson has. goal reached. achievement unlocked. another thing you failed to examine and understand is that when you are white, and in possession of all that privilege, black people have zero reason to give you the benefit of the doubt for the dumb racist shit you say. so when you say a ~bitter ~sarcastic non sequitur thing about race, you don’t get to assume people will understand or even be interested in whatever your white thought process was.

"context" does not make this better. you took this post that was neither for nor about you, and in your attempt to make it about you, you said a really gross thing and thought it was good. (like. how. how did you not raise any maybe-i-oughtn’t red flags in your own brain. rhetorical question. the answer is:) you are all those OTHER WHITE PEOPLE you side-eye. you. bookshop.

honestly, something like “quick reminder to myself and o.w.p.: [link to/embed of that tweet]” would have been a much, much less offensive original reblog. here is my teaching moment. make it a learning moment.

This is what happens when white folk get too comfortable in their title as “ally”. Never forget that you are white, no matter how often you support communities of color in their struggle. No matter if you aren’t one of the blatant racists. You’re white and you have white privilege. Never forget and never let yourself think that you “aren’t like those other white people” as a way to somehow place yourself on some type of pedestal.

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tehjai:

steel-plated-hearts:

a kid at hogwarts who just wants to get a proper education but can’t focus because of all of the shit harry potter and his friends keep getting themselves into

Jenna B. Lacey, age eleven, knew exactly what she was going to do with her life.

She was going to go to Hogwarts, get top grades, and be the youngest female Minister of Magic by age 35.

It would have been a good plan, if she hadn’t been in the same year as Harry Potter.

*   *   *   

Year one started out great. She was sorted into Hufflepuff, did well in all her classes, and aced the exams.

A troll smashed its way through the study room she was in on Halloween, but that wasn’t going to deter her. 

*   *   *   

Year two was a disaster. People were getting petrified, and worse—the teachers had to herd them from place to place, which severely cut down on her library time. She had to study in the common room, which meant instead of a nice, quiet atmosphere, she got a soundtrack of nervous Hufflepuffs.

And on top of that, exams were cancelled. It was a disaster.

*   *   *   

Third year, she started to notice a trend.

First the troll, than the petrifications, and now dementor guards and escaped convicts. What did they all have in common? Potter.

After Black broke in and everyone had to spend the night in the Great Hall, interrupting Jenna’s last minute studying for a test the next day, she took to giving Potter angry looks in every class.

He did not notice.

*   *   *   

They announced the Triwizard tournament at dinner the first night of fourth year, and Jenna almost started crying.

Potter was going to take this one over. She just knew it.

And she was right.

Voldemort rose at the end of the year. She honestly didn’t know what she had expected.

*   *   *    

Fifth year brought Umbridge. She joined the DA because she was going to need a better background in defense, but that didn’t mean she was any happier about Potter.

She imagined it was him she was hexing instead of Zachariah Smith.

But, by the end of the year, focus on her studies was impossible. After Dumbledore left, it was complete anarchy.

Potter’s fault. Of course.

*   *   *   

Sixth year she started volunteering in the hospital wing. She needed a backup plan in case Potter fucked it up.

All seemed quiet, until they brought Malfoy in. It was apparently Potter’s fault, which surprised everyone except Jenna.

Later, she was peacefully studying in a little nook on the third floor when some Death Eaters and some other adults started dueling right under her nose.

This was the worst fucking school, honestly.

*   *   *   

They were calling it “The Final Battle.”

Jenna ran through the hall, dodging in and out of the children evacuating, until she saw him. 

“POTTER.”

He turned, startled. “Um—Jenna, right? We’re sort of busy—”

She grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him up until he was eye level with her. “If I’m not Minister of Magic by age 35, it is going to be entirely your fault and I’m going to hurt you.”

She dropped him and stormed away, leaving him to whatever he was doing. She had to fight this goddamn war so she could go back to her fucking studying.

*   *   *   

She became Minister of Magic at age 36.

Fucking Potter.

I think I just found the best Harry Potter fanfic

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oduya:

can’t forget this one tho 

image

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collegehumor:

Cookware has never been more exciting.

Finish reading —>  7 Signs You’re Becoming an Adult

thebirdthatmourns:

Aboriginal NHL player Jordan Nolan for the LA Kings in Garden River, Ontario holding the Stanley Cup.

thebirdthatmourns:

Aboriginal NHL player Jordan Nolan for the LA Kings in Garden River, Ontario holding the Stanley Cup.

th1syearsgirl:

K, but, James had a friend facing bigotry and he became an illegal animagus to help make that friend’s life better.

Snape had a friend facing bigotry and he joined up with the bigots.

Like end of contest, bye

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milesjai:

ooooOOOOOOO

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nebulia13:

jesus, guys. tag your fucking porn.

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