chroniclesofemzor said: "why do white people think having a confederate flag anywhere on your property screams anything other than 'im a blatant racist and slavery was cool'" Well let's see, white people think that the Confederate flag stands for southern pride. It's not about racism or anything that the Confederate army stood for, it's about being proud of your heritage. And what a rude assumption I may add.
who is this ugly white heifer in my askbox
It’s about white folks being mad they can’t have slaves anymore. Because who takes pride in LOSING?????????????
Even if I were to buy into the “southern pride” argument: How come the only flag these assholes wave is the BATTLE flag? The mark of armed secession and slave holding violence? They’re not waving the actual flag of the Confederate States.
Even if I bought the “southern pride” argument: What is that pride of? It’s not state pride, because then you’d use your state, county, or municipal flag. It’s not “founders pride”, because then you’d have any number of not-US or Confederate flags.
So what are you taking pride in? What part of the South are you taking pride in?
This is exactly like when people try and argue that it was about “states’ rights”
States’ right to do what, exactly? Hm?
Those southern battle flags didn’t start cropping up until Brown v. Board of Education in 1954. Those fuckers waited 90 years to start showing those flags. They didn’t fly them during Reconstruction, even though President Andrew Johnson was sympathetic to the “Southern cause”. They didn’t fly it post Reconstructions, when the Federal government abandoned freed slaves, whites passed every single black code and Jim Crow law the disenfranchised black people, instituted “separate but equal” and held black people hostage to their whims. They didn’t fly it during the Roaring Twenties, the Great Depression, and neither World War I or II. Not until the Supreme Court of the United States of America told them their fucking laws were unconstitutional in 1954. That shit is a protest of desegregation, and no amount of revisionist, Gone with the Wind ahistorical white nonsense is going to change that.
Jon Stewart and Matt Taibbi discuss the different treatment afforded to ‘street’ and white-collar criminals.
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Also, she’s FAKE, or at least highly exaggerated. Like, this isn’t even possible due to federal regulations.
Um… why would it be her fault if her kid’s fathers don’t pay child support? Isn’t that the father’s issue?
Of course not. She’s A Single Black Mother On Welfare. Everything is her fault.
man like ppl who post these kinda things must not know how impossible it is to make ends meet on that little a month. WOW 1K THATS SO MUCh ahah yeah after rent and bills and daily expenses she must be rollin in that like $5 left over shit man look out
Welfare is not ment to live off of. It’s help/aid. STOP FORGETTING SHE IS ABLE TO WORK.
IF she is real, and IF she is getting cash assistance, then she is in work training for a minimum of 30 hours a week and she has to provide job search logs to her caseworker on the regular.
IF she is real, and IF she is getting cash assistance, then she has a 5 year LIFETIME limit of receiving that benefit.
IF she is real, and IF she is getting cash assistance, then filing for child support from all the children’s fathers was a requirement for being approved. Meaning, if they’re not paying, that’s on them, not her.
IF she is real, and IF she is getting cash assistance, she is still broke as hell. I could barely support myself making $1200/mo, much less 4 other people who would be completely dependent on me.
But considering all of those factors, it’s pretty doubtful that she’s real, as I said in my first reply.
That last comment = Perfection. She’s an imaginary boogeyman of terrified conservatives. The Welfare Queen, was originally invented, whole-cloth, by the Regan administration.
BOOoOOOOOooooo! Teh sexually profligate poors are coming rob you for your tax moneez! They want to live in your neighborhood and get their poor cooties on you!
It’s easier to believe in her as she is presented, than it is to believe that maybe, just maybe, The American Dream (fanfare) doesn’t happen as easily, nor as equally, as we’d like to think.
"It’s not MY fault I can’t get rich! It’s them greedy poors takin’ all my money-taxes!"
Look, there are cheats in every system, public and private. But they are the exception, not the rule. And they are never, ever as egregious as political PR would make them out to be. Unless you’re a major corporation that ca afford hundreds of loophole-seeking lawyers, it’s pretty damn difficult to get away with cheating the government.
Commentary via dynastylnoire
She’s probably not real at all. 1200 is nothing. Then she’s has 4 kids, if they are in day care that is probably all her money.
Look at it like this. Here rent is less than everywhere else, you can get two bedroom for around 600 dollars.
Okay BUT gas and electric still has to be paid. +235 dollars.
She still has to get groceries. She may be getting food stamps but again she has 4 kids. She probably will run out of food as food stamps have been cut.
Kids need clothes, they out grow shoes, coats, etc. they break things, they are involved in extra curricular activities. I’m not even going to get into how much getting for kids dressed from walmart alone can cost. If they are in sports or the arts add more money.
Oh and then how is she getting around? I think bus passes here are around 90 dollars for a zone 1 monthly. 25 for a weekly. She and Her kids will more than likely need them to get back and forth if she doesn’t have a car.
I have a honda, to fill my gas tank is 35 dollars. I’m a new driver my car insurance is 215 dollars. Does she have a warranty? Add 130 dollars a month. Oh and if she didn’t buy it out right add the car payment 170 every two weeks.
1200 dollars a month for one person goes fast.
Oh add doctor bills, medicine, co pays, trips to the barber shop, beauty salon, toys, glasses and braces to that too.
And to be fair, if our tax dollars are keeping her and her family alive we should be glad. You know what’s despicable? Billions of tax dollars being spent on wars that are killing innocent people world wide. Be enraged about that.
Commentary via WGC
According to Truth-Out in 2012, the average American taxpayer making $50,000 per year paid just $36 towards SNAP, while paying $6,000 a year towards corporate welfare.
According to Think by The Numbers, About $59 billion (3 percent of the total federal budget) is spent on traditional social welfare programs and $92 billion (5 percent of the federal budget) is spent on corporate subsidies.
According to the Center on Budget and Policy Priorities, “Nationwide, in any given month, a total of 900,000 veterans nationwide lived in households that relied on SNAP to provide food for their families in 2011”
Oh, look. Facts.
More Macklemore, less Robin Thicke.
And yet a huge percentage of Tumblr hates him. Not trying to be confrontational, but could someone please explain to me why this is?
Because he is a straight white guy and Tumblr isn’t always right.
oh my god if i have to see this post on my dashboard one more time
all right, okay. let’s talk.
last year on a slow day in law/society class, my teacher showed us a movie where charlize theron was one of the only female workers in a mine in minnesota. she experienced a fuckload of sexual harassment, ofc; it was when she started daring to complain about the sexual harassment that shit got really bad.
i remember watching charlize theron go through all these awful things, and i remember getting vaguely invested in her as a heroine; yeah, you go charlize theron, you continue to work despite these harassment and assaults, you stand up for yourself when people shun you in the community, etc
and there was this climactic scene where the miners’ union was having a meeting, and charlize theron was going up to complain about something or tell people she was suing the company or smth, i can’t remember, and she stood there in front of this huge crowd of angry men who were booing her and catcalling her and shouting the worst things at her and she’s getting really miserable
and then her father, who also works at the mine, goes up and says “hey, you’re all jerks, think of your mothers & daughters, would you treat them this way,” and the miners are like “oh wow charlize theron totally does deserve our support etc” and then the movie continues
but all i could think was— what, so they’ll listen to a man but not to the woman who’s actually affected? why doesn’t charlize theron get to save the day and be the hero? in a conversation about sexism, why is his voice more important than hers?
we’re not mad at macklemore. or— well, we are mad at macklemore, but we’re more mad at the system that prioritizes macklemore over actual queer rappers, over actual rappers of color, who have been saying exactly the same shit for decades and been ignored.
we’re mad at the system that gives more attention to straight allies than queer activists.
we’re mad at the system that only supports queer rights when they are quiet and polite and have cute graphics.
we’re mad at the system that makes macklemore a hero of of the queer struggle but doesn’t know marsha p. johnson’s name.
we’re mad at the system that will listen to macklemore when he comes to defend us— but won’t listen to us.
we’re mad at the system that has constructed itself to make damn certain that only straight cis white boys can be heroes.
it’s fuckin’ great that macklemore thought he was gay in third grade. but the system would rather give his third grade gay freakout the spotlight than our actual whole-life queer experiences— and that’s not okay.
Hilarious parody about the casting process for non-white actresses, set to Lorde’s “Royals” by actress Tess Paras.
When you are hurting, there will always be people who find a way to make it about themselves. If you break your wrist, they’ll complain about a sprained ankle. If you are sad, they’re sadder. If you’re asking for help, they’ll demand more attention.
Here is a fact: I was in a hospital and sobbing into my palms when a woman approached me and asked why I was making so much noise and I managed to stutter that my best friend shot himself in the head and now he was 100% certified dead and she made this little grunt and had the nerve to tell me, “Well now you made me sad.”
When you get angry, there are going to be people who ask you to shut up and sit down, and they’re not going to do it nicely. Theirs are the faces that turn bright red before you have a chance to finish your sentence. They won’t ask you to explain yourself. They’ll be mad that you’re mad and that will be their whole reason alone.
Here is a fact: I was in an alleyway a few weeks ago, stroking my friend’s back as she vomited fourteen tequila shots. “I hate men,” she wheezed as her sides heaved, “I hate all of them.”
I braided her hair so it wouldn’t get caught in the mess. I didn’t correct her and reply that she does in fact love her father and her little brother too, that there are strangers she has yet to meet that will be better for her than any of her shitty ex-boyfriends, that half of our group of friends identifies as male - I could hear each of her bruises in those words and I didn’t ask her to soften the blow when she was trying to buff them out of her skin. She doesn’t hate all men. She never did.
She had the misfortune to be overheard by a drunk guy in an ill-fitting suit, a boy trying to look like a man and leering down my dress as he stormed towards us. “Fuck you, lady,” he said, “Fuck you. Not all men are evil, you know.”
“Thanks,” I told him dryly, pulling on her hand, trying to get her inside again, “See you.”
He followed us. Wouldn’t stop shouting. How dare she get mad. How dare she was hurting. “It’s hard for me too!” he yowled after us. “With fuckers like you, how’s a guy supposed to live?”
Here’s a fact: my father is Cuban and my genes repeat his. Once one of my teachers looked at my heritage and said, “Your skin doesn’t look dirty enough to be a Mexican.”
When my cheeks grew pink and my tongue dried up, someone else in the classroom stood up. “You can’t say that,” he said, “That’s fucking racist. We could report you for that.”
Our teacher turned vicious. “You wanna fail this class? Go ahead. Report me. I was joking. It’s my word against yours. I hate kids like you. You think you’ve got all the power - you don’t. I do.”
Later that kid and I became close friends and we skipped class to do anything else and the two of us were lying on our backs staring up at the sky and as we talked about that moment, he sighed, “I hate white people.” His girlfriend is white and so is his mom. I reached out until my fingers were resting in the warmth of his palm.
He spoke up each time our teacher said something shitty. He failed the class. I stayed silent. I got the A but I wish that I didn’t.
Here is a fact: I think gender is a social construct and people that want to tell others what defines it just haven’t done their homework. I personally happen to have the luck of the draw and am the same gender as my sex, which basically just means society leaves me alone about this one particular thing.
Until I met Alex, who said he hated cis people. My throat closed up. I’m not good at confrontation. I avoided him because I didn’t want to bother him.
One day I was going on a walk and I found him behind our school, bleeding out of the side of his mouth. The only thing I really know is how to patch people up. He winced when the antibacterial cream went across his new wounds. “I hate cis people,” he said weakly.
I looked at him and pushed his hair back from his head. “I understand why you do.”
Here is a fact: anger is a secondary emotion. Anger is how people stop themselves from hurting. Anger is how people stop themselves by empathizing.
It is easy for the drunken man to be mad at my friend. If he says “Hey, fuck you, lady,” he doesn’t have to worry about what’s so wrong about men.
It’s easy for my teacher to fail the kids who speak up. If we’re just smart-ass students, it’s not his fault we fuck up.
It’s easy for me to hate Alex for labeling me as dangerous when I’ve never hurt someone a day in my life. But I’m safe in my skin and his life is at risk just by going to the bathroom. I understand why he says things like that. I finally do.
There’s a difference between the spread of hatred and the frustration of people who are hurting. The thing is, when you are broken, there will always be someone who says “I’m worse, stop talking.” There will always be people who are mad you’re trying to steal the attention. There will always be people who get mad at the same time as you do - they hate being challenged. It changes the rules.
I say I hate all Mondays but my sister was born on one and she’s the greatest joy I have ever known. I say I hate brown but it’s really just the word and how it turns your mouth down - the colour is my hair and my eyes and my favorite sweater. I say I hate pineapple but I still try it again every Easter, just to see if it stings less this year. It’s okay to be sad when you hear someone generalize a group you’re in. But instead of assuming they’re evil and filled with hatred, maybe ask them why they think that way - who knows, you might just end up with a new and kind friend.
On topic about the representation of women in media. Read the link because the graphics are supposed to go with the context and commentary in the article.