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weirdlylyricalnotes:

I quickly want to point out that Congress, which has shut down, still gets paid, but the employees who actually “ensure national security and protect Americans’ lives and property” are forced to work without pay. (source 1 2)

Yeah.

Seems fair, right?

(via ameliacgormley)

  • Cecil: HELLO LISTENERS, I KNOW WHO TO BLAME FOR THIS GOVERNMENT SHUTDOWN
  • Carlos: *lays hand on Cecil's shoulder* Cecil, I really don't thi-
  • Cecil: *pulls microphone to his face* STEvE cArlsBeRG

bidyke:

queennubian:

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kellyqehudson:

patbaer:

mizzkatonic:

On playing Inigo Montoya in The Princess Bride (x)

Oceans of tears

I will always reblog this. 

I NEVER SAW THIS> AAAAAHHHHHHH :’O

Fuck Cancer.

::tears::  someone make it stop taking people

Wow

(Source: fuckyeahmandypatinkin)

girljanitor:

innocent-bystanders-inc:

nudiemuse:

princelesscomic:

girljanitor:

Self Evident Truths

S. Ross Browne

Ummm…I am so VERY into this right now!

But Black people in period or fantasy settings totally makes the stories unreal.

Also holy shit I love these.

How come I don’t run across this stuff regularly?

Because of racism and the retroactive erasure of POC in Medieval Europe. Pretty much the same reason you almost never see these works of art either unless you’re already looking for them:

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(Source: a-spoon-is-born, via fatbodypolitics)

"the fact that “love your body” rhetoric shifts the responsibility for body acceptance over to the individual, and away from communities, institutions, and power, is also problematic. individuals who do not love their bodies, who find their bodies difficult to love, are seen as being part of the problem. the underlying assumption is that if we all loved our bodies just as they are, our fat-shaming, beauty-policing culture would be different. if we don’t love our bodies, we are, in effect, perpetuating normative (read: impossible) beauty standards. if we don’t love our individual bodies, we are at fault for collectively continuing the oppressive and misogynistic culture. if you don’t love your body, you’re not trying hard enough to love it. in this framework, your body is still the paramount focus, and one way or another, you’re failing. it’s too close to the usual body-shaming, self-policing crap, albeit with a few quasi-feminist twists, for comfort."

look at the medusa straight on.: on “loving your body”  (via pro-choice-princess)

(via bidyke)

"In the two years that the democrats had the White House, the House, and the Senate, we got Wall Street reform, student loan reform, credit card reform, healthcare reform obviously, the fair pay act, expanding of the GI bill, they re-authorized the children’s health insurance program, expanded national service programs, fixed the sentencing disparity for crack versus powdered cocaine. We got the 9/11 first responders bill, we got the hate crimes act, they ratified the Start treaty between us and Russia on nuclear weapons, they repealed Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell, they did cash for clunkers, they did the stimulus which included the largest middle-class tax cuts ever. That was all done by the Congress that was elected at the same time as President Obama in 2008. They were elected in November 2008, sworn in January 2009 and over the next 2 years they got all of those things done. Then, the republicans did really well in the midterms, and republicans took control of the House for the first time in years and, John Boehner became Speaker. And since then, there has not been a single significant piece of legislation enacted into law."

Rachel Maddow, 9/30/13 (via alexaaact)

(via ameliacgormley)

"The world is rated R, and no one is checking IDs. Do not try to make it G by imagining the shadows away. Do not try to hide your children from the world forever, but do not try to pretend there is no danger. Train them. Give them sharp eyes and bellies full of laughter. Make them dangerous… and when they’ve grown, they will pollute the shadows."

N.D. Wilson.

This reminds me of one of my favourite quotes from G.K. Chesterton:  “Fairytales don’t tell children that dragons exist.  Children already know that dragons exist.  Fairytales tell children that dragons can be killed.”

(via laculbute)

(Source: emotional-algebra, via ameliacgormley)

taleoftwowinchesters:

lucifurby:

can someone explain this god damn american government thing i keep hearing about it wtf

the ministry has fallen. scrimgeour is dead. they are coming

(via cleolinda)

coolerthanbefore:

1973 Maserati Bora 4.9-litre Coupé

(Source: megadeluxe.com)

the mom and the tailor

tranqualizer:

my mother knows the curves better than i do. i come to her with vests and slacks and she pins them to fit my body. i say, “mom, there are hips here and here my chest elevates just a little more.” and she’ll say to me, “be, i know. i know there are curves on your body.” i tell her about how these slacks need to be tapered straight, that bell bottoms aren’t in anymore, and i really can’t handle flares either. i tell her that my vest needs to be tight enough to stay on but not tight in a way that it accommodates my chest. and my mom, she, she keeps it real. she tells me about my body, she tells me where my waist ends and where my hips start and she says, “if you want these to look good you have to trust me.”

and i trust her to know that my body is often a battleground, my clothes its shield. i trust her to know that as my mother she sees me as an extension of her body but as a tailor she sees me as a fleeting little boi searching for a place in this world and maybe these pair of jeans will get me there. as a mother she makes sacrifices so that as a tailor she can clothe my identity. as a mother she scolds me about my style so that as a tailor she can appreciate the complexities of these fabrics a little more. as a mother she asks “why yet another button up?” so that as a tailor she can measure my body and make me my own shirts. as a mother she has learned to navigate her own stubbornness so as a tailor she can challenge the stubbornness of these seams. 

but somewhere in the divide she has learned to love me as a mother before she loves me as a tailor. and the different ways she sees my body has been mended over and over again, has been shortened and hemmed, taken in and let out over and over again. 

(Source: tranqualizer, via genderfork)