marysunshine23:

yakkoqueen:

poundcakethe15th:

yakkoqueen:

matt-the-blind-cinnamon-roll:

transgirlnausicaa:

coelacanthv:

babygiinge:

I do not think you know what that word means, friend. I am a feminist because I stand up for women. Not chickens.

You stand up for human women, I’ll keep standing for all women

ok uh… how is a chicken a woman?

What theyre trying to say is that female chickens are abused for their eggs and female cows are abused for their milk. So if you eat eggs or drink milk, youre supporting the abuse of female chickens and cows.

For those who were confused

Uh-huh okay I got u but……….what’s that got to do with feminism?

Key word is “female” in all of that XD meaning if you support equality of women amongst men, supporting the abuse of female animals for food products goes against your views. Personally i dont think its the same thing, thats just the message they are trying to convey.

Feminism and veganism are two different things friend. And while you can be both at the same time, one does not ultimately lead to the other. And so the point the OP is trying to make is ultimately moot. Feminism is by definition “social equality of sexes” and says nothing about species.

While some people are willing to take it that far, then that means a ton of stuff can’t be used or consumed because in some way it’s been produced by an animal, male and female, such as wool, honey, pollinated plants, anything that comes from plants that have been fertilize with manure or (again) have been pollinated by bees, basically everything we use or consume that’s not metal or glass would be unusable. And even that is questionable. Even vegans don’t take it quite that far.

So if you’re gonna be anal about how far you’re gonna take your feminism, find a better way to do it.

thebootydiaries:

me: i lov obi wan kanoob haha 🙂

some guy: Ha ha! Right you are, my lady. Wow.
A female with knowledge of cinema’s finest accomplishment? Be still my heart!
Typically, I’m not so forward, but you have piqued my curiosity. A girl that likes Star Wars? A rare breed indeed! I love a smart girl over women who talk about make up, haha. Mayhaps we
could continue this conversation over drinks? As a Redditor – and a gilded one
at that – I wouldst make the evening magical and wonderful. I am not like the other men of this sick world. If you were dating me, I’d be the one making the sandwiches 🙂 haha :). I am real, my gorgeous, intelligent, scientific poppet. A real man who respects women, unlike the others. It’s one of the many things that make me different, my sweet, electronic
flower. Did I tell you I held a door open for a woman once? I know. And more of that to
come, I assure you. Imagine. You. Me. A little jazz
club in the city… none of that Lil’ Wayne/Taylor Swift crap the sheeple like
to listen to. Real music. Music fit for a lady of discriminating taste. And,
speaking of discrimination, during the meal I can expound at length about the
crime rates among African Americans vis a vis normal people. I am not racist. I am white, so how can I be racist? I know a lot of
statistics, my dearest, beautiful, white, female orchid. What say you, my lovely, succulent
peach? Will you do me the honor of being my date for the eve? Merely, tell me
the time and place and my mom and I will pick you up.

lavender-lily:

turquoisetigress:

lavender-lily:

I was a little late to the Hozier party. I mean I loved Take Me To Church and I laughed at the dark forest prince memes and I even reblogged them, but I figured it was all kind of a tumblr exaggeration.

Then I listened to his album, wherein he sings about:

  • decomposing in a field with his love and getting eaten by foxes
  • being dug out of the dirt by his love, who he implores to kiss him “like real people do”, implying that neither of them are real people
  • observing the world as an outsider (“happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust; we tried the world, good god it wasn’t for us”)
  • rising from his grave to crawl home to his love
  • “the bog man”

and I realized, no, he’s just Like That.

are you telling me all of those are real songs and not just aesthetics tumblr made up

Listen, I didn’t believe it either, but that’s absolutely what I’m telling you.

read it could save you

anxietycosplay:

pr4isinqwifi:

sparklesandshinee:

bloqqingtbh:

I don’t know if this post has been made yet but I just want to warn everybody that if someone stops you in a parking lot and asks you if you’re interested in some perfume and hands you a paper to smell, PLEASE DON’T SMELL IT.

i repeat, DON’T SMELL IT.

Apparently the sample papers are being laced with a drug to knock you out. Please signal boost this. It can save someone’s life!

IMPORTANT

please repost to save people idc if “its not my blog type” jUST DO IT

please

fandom-is-for-pleasure:

as-you-will:

fandom-is-for-pleasure:

Question: the fuck’s up with the Purity Brigade’s utter obsession with normality?’ If I screenshotted every single post along the lines of ‘why can’t you freaks be normal?’ or ‘we normal people…’ I’d have a giant binder by now. There’s just something entirely bizarre to me, about a mass of teenagers and young twenty-somethings (at most) in fandom spaces, of all places, massively clamoring for ‘normality’ and using the lack of such as some sort of grievous insult that should be cutting people to the quick. I’ve said it before, but looking back ten years ago, when my lot was at about the same age-range (teens to early twenties LGBTQ+ fannish people), I honestly can’t recall much in the way of behavior like this. Rather the opposite – we’d actively challenge each other to create the darkest, most messed-up shit we could, for enjoyment and just because we could and no one was the boss of us in fandom. 

I also can’t wrap my head around why they don’t seem to comprehend that lack of normality isn’t an insult to quite a lot of people in fandom. I genuinely don’t know how to put it more bluntly than this, so people comprehend – my raison d’etre isn’t to be ‘normal’, to be some cog in regular society, nice and respectable-like. My raison d’etre is to maximize my enjoyment of life and minimize my suffering and if I can do that for others as well, so much the better. Nowhere in there is ‘normality’ stipulated or even required. So why, exactly, would a lack of normality be offensive to me? 

This is where the overlap of fandom and queer spaces is interesting. Like, hey- if I wanted to be normal, I would not be sat here calling myself queer, would I? I’d be out there, pretending to be cis and straight and gender conforming. And so much of fandom is queer or non conforming, even the anti side of it.

Even apart from that, I’ve been called weird since I was… 8 or so? My behaviour has never lined up with my peers idea of normality. That’s what got me into fandom to begin with. So people calling me a freak now is… yeah? and?

All of the above, pretty much. There’s a reason I’ve got a special sort of contempt for the whole ‘why aren’t you normal?’ caterwauling.

I’m autistic. I make absolutely no bones about this. As a child, I went through everything from getting beaten by my family for my stimming (because knowledge of mental health was such a fucking omnishambles in this country, back then – not that it’s gotten much better now – that people thought a child could be beaten out of ‘undesired behaviors’) to getting rejected by the self-same family when I tried talking to any of them about my special-interest of the moment. The whole thing left me a timorous, immensely anxious child, with the deep-set belief that I should be as silent as a statue, otherwise I’m actively annoying people. 

Fandom was my bloody lifeline. When I came online for the first time and ran into fannish communities, I could properly be myself, for once in my goddamn life. I could squee about my hyper-fixations with people who were just as hyper-fixated, without being called ‘weird’ or ‘strange’ or being punished for it. I could binge on my special-interests and spend endless hours writing and reading complex meta and finally putting my personal skills to use, in an environment where my work could be appreciated. I could engage with whatever content I wanted, in whatever way I wanted and there’d always be at least one other kindred spirit out there.  

Add in the fact that I’m also queer, hedonistic and counter-cultural in general and fandom was frankly, if not paradise for me, then at least something close enough, if I curated my spaces and chose to follow and engage with the right people. All of this adds an extra dimension of ugliness to the whole ‘why can’t you be normal?’ screeching or the constant bandying about of the word ‘freaks’ – as if I didn’t have that tossed at me enough times by homophobes and people who hated me for being visibly neurodivergent and not fitting in with ‘proper’ society. 

I view ‘normality’ as a straitjacket, when trying to wear it myself. It’s perfectly fine if other people have no problems navigating and or dealing with it, but it’s not for me and never will be. I’ve long made my peace with the fact that my purpose in life is making myself and others happy, regardless if I’m considered ‘within the social norms’ or not. Accepting that has done wonders for my mental health. 

Ayup, right on the money! Being involved in fannish activities in any way is considered ‘odd’ at best by mainstream society. From fanfic to cosplay, from shipping anything (no matter how twee and pure and unproblematic) to putting time and effort into fan-art or meta, it’s all ‘a bunch of over-invested weirdos doing over-invested weirdo things,’ with the rare positive take in the press still being used as a punchline by the people reading it. 

Which makes it all the more bizarre when fellow fans engage in obsessive calls for ‘normality’, not knowing they’re setting fire to their own suitcase, so to speak It starts making at least a lick of sense, I suppose, if we look at it as people attempting to establish a social hierarchy. The Purity Brigade aren’t stupid enough to be unaware of what a dim view mainstream society tends to have of fandom, they’re just doing their best to ensure that in the ‘hierarchy of weirdos’, they have a more favorable spot‘I may be in fandom, but I’m one of the Good People, at least I don’t engage in [insert fannish activity they think is ‘cringy’ here] or ship [insert ship and shippers they’ve spent years rabidly hating here].’