I’ve acquired like twenty followers in a week. And, y’know, I’m glad to see you and all, grab a party hat, etc, etc, but I just…what the hell kind of woodwork are y’all popping out of?
Marvel: ANYONE CAN BE BAD! IT’S UNPREDICTABLE! YOUR HEROES CAN FAIL YOU! PEOPLE MEANT TO PROTECT CAN BE VILLAINS!
Women who has spent 30 minutes explaining to the cops that her mini skirt has nothing to do with her sexual consent: Really?
Black Mother whose unarmed child was shot in the back: I had no idea.
Woman taking the bus while wearing a burka who has just extracted herself out of a conversation about how it’s okay now, she can wear whatever she wants to fall into a ‘conversation’ about how all terrorists are immigrants: I’m shocked. Shocked.
Black Man driving a BMW who has just been pulled over for the 4th time in 3 months: To find gambling going on in this establishment.
White dudes: I KNOW! It’s totally made me rethink my world view! *whistles loudly as he walks alone at night and takes the shortcut through the dark alley so he can get home faster to read his new comic*.
I would start pointing out how the lightness of the components is also incredibly important as a breakthrough but then I would start saying other things and literally never stop
I’ve been working my way through Ron Chernow’s biography of Alexander Hamilton (very, very slowly). It’s terribly dry and if you aren’t used to reading historical biographies, I definitely don’t recommend it. But there are a lot of things in the biography that I assumed Lin-Manuel Miranda was exaggerating when he wrote “Hamilton.” Uh……… He wasn’t.
“He talks for six hours
The convention is listless”
Not an exaggeration. Hamilton literally went to the constitutional convention and made a SIX HOUR SPEECH regarding the importance of a true democracy versus a representative republic, why the government should be centralized, and how best to turn the Union into a world power on par with England’s status. Six. Fucking. Hours. Guys were falling asleep and Hamilton just kept fucking talking. He did not give a single fuck; people were going to listen to him.
“Laughing at my sister ‘cause she wants to start a harem”
“I’m just saying, if you really loved me, you would share him”
NOT AN EXAGGERATION. Angelica Schuyler had the hots for Hamilton from day one and made absolutely no secret of that fact. Eliza knew it and teased Angelica mercilessly (but in good humor), and Peggy’s sarcasm was so well-known that she and Hamilton would regularly have verbal sparring matches.
“Martha Washington named her feral tomcat after him”
“That’s true”
Not only is it true, but Hamilton banged almost every woman of society on the eastern seaboard. Women talked about his looks in their knitting circles and probably compared sexy stories. Like, the guy was so charming and attractive, women flocked to him.
“…they join forces to write a series of articles defending the new United States constitution entitle ‘The Federalist Papers.’ The plan was to write a total of 25 essays, the work divided evenly among the three men. In the end, they wrote 85 essays over the span of six months. John Jay got sick after writing five. James Madison wrote 29. Hamilton wrote the other 51!”
Not shitting you. He wrote tens of thousands of pages over his lifetime. TENS OF THOUSANDS. The man really was nonstop.
“Angelica, tell this man John Adams spends the summer with his family”
“Angelica, tell my wife John Adams doesn’t have a real job anyway”
Despite the fact that they had essentially the same beliefs on how best to organize the government, Hamilton despised Adams and thought he was lazy and unwilling to get any real work done. He also saw Adams as short-sighted, cowardly, and gluttonous, and was very vocal about his thoughts that Adams had no clue what he was doing.
“Adams fires Hamilton, privately calls him ‘creole bastard’ in his taunts. Hamilton publishes his response”
“Sit down, John, you FAT MOTHERFUCKER”
Adams didn’t think Hamilton had any place in the US government because Hamilton wasn’t from the mainland. And Adams’ hatred for Hamilton’s birth status was no secret. Oh, and Hamilton DID publish his response:
“But this did not hinder me from making careful observations upon his several communications, and endeavoring to derive from them an accurate idea of his talents and character. This scrutiny enhanced my esteem in the main for his moral qualifications, but lessened my respect for his intellectual endowments. I then adopted an opinion, which all my subsequent experience has confirmed, that he is a man of an imagination sublimated and eccentric; propitious neither to the regular display of sound judgment, nor to steady perseverance in a systematic plan of conduct; and I began to perceive what has been since too manifest, that to this defect are added the unfortunate foibles of a vanity without bounds, and a jealousy capable of discoloring every object.”
TL;DR: Hamilton publicly called Adams a stupid, jealous, self-centered douchebag who had no business attempting to run the country.
So yeah. There are parts of the musical that embellish - of course there are. But for the most part? Hamilton really, truly never stopped working and writing and thinking until the day he died.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=neEVoFODQOE (Part 2 - Has very important points on Reverse Racism and how it doesn’t exist, and it also dismantles the “We All Bleed Red” mentality.)
Not only should you educate yourself but use this for good. Look around you and help others who don’t have this privilege. Hiring, donating, community service, etc.
After this post went viral, the original artist had to delete their tumblr because they were inundated with death threats.
There were people more offended by this comic than offended by the existence of racial disparities—to the point where they threatened this artist’s life.
What the actual fuck? White people REALLY hate hearing the truth. And for a White female to tell it, omg… I’m glad she acknowledged this. I’m glad that she posted this. I’m glad that this went viral. Educate yourself and see why White Privilege is destructive.
3rd Reblog
25 RB
Can’t believe I’ve never seen this. This post is about to be a daily reblog.
Fanon Captain Phasma: PhasMom, remembers the names of all her stormtroopers, a nice and caring person, friends with Kylo Ren and General Hux, only wants the best for you.
Canon Captain Phasma: Straight up burned down a village in the first 5 minutes of the movie, is jacked, wears armor plated with the melted down hull of the ship belonging to the former emperor/dictator that was totally up for genocide all the time, a person she idolizes
Also canonically she does remember the “names” of the soldiers under her command. Whether this is out of respect or just because she has an awesome memory is up for debate. Personally I see it as both idk.
I did not know the source of her chrome plating. Holy badass, Batman! Was that Palpatine’s ship? How did she get ahold of it? AMAZING backstory holy shit. :D
Xavier’s School for Gifted Youngsters is now open for enrollment!
CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW THIS IS THE GREATEST THING I’VE EVER SEEN??
forget apocalypse, give me 2 hours of 80s private school mutant hijinks
I think we all know that, legitimately, this is my ideal X-Men movie.
Fact: if you call the 800 number in this video, you get an answering machine recording of a crochety older man thanking you for your interest in Xavier’s School and inviting you to leave a message or join them for their upcoming open house.
Okay but after seeing this I started doing it too and it’s amazing how many men I’ve run into bc they expected me to move
Gotta try it
I work (and walk) on a college campus. I’ve lost count of how many men I’ve smacked shoulders with.
Recently, I was standing outside my son’s classroom waiting to talk to his teacher. I stood on one side of the hallway, not even close to the center. At some point, a man came walking along. I was standing right in his path, but the hallway was empty, so I logically expected him to swerve around me. Instead he kept walking right toward me, got to me, and stopped, as if waiting for me to get out of his way. I didn’t; I just smiled politely at him. He finally walked around me, clearly annoyed that I hadn’t leapt out of his manly path.
Now I’m wishing I’d leapt aside, taken off my jacket and laid it on the floor before him, then bowed deeply and said, “My Liege!”
I also work at a college campus. I smack shoulders sometimes, but I find that if I stare straight ahead and follow the advice below, people get the heck out of the way.
Honestly this post changed how I carry myself when walking alone in public, or in a situation where I’m the one leading. People definitely move for the murder gaze.
Confirmed. I once had to rush back inside a convention hall as the con was closing in order to a retrieve a sick friend’s medication, and I didn’t understand why people in the crowd were jumping out of my way (literally—one guy vaulted a table) until I realized I was dressed as the Winter Soldier and doing the Murder Walk because that’s just how I walk in those boots. I got the meds, got out, and made a mental note.
I repeated the experiment later, wearing the boots but otherwise my usual clothing and mimicking the expression I thought I’d had at that moment. People parted like I was Charlton Heston.
I now wear that style of boots whenever possible. I recently had a man do a double-take as I walked by and ask me, politely, where I had served because I “looked like a soldier.” I’m not current or former military. I was wearing a flowy purple peasant top and looked as un-soldierlike as possible.
Moral of the story: wear comfortable shoes, square your shoulders, and walk like you’ve been sent to murder Captain America.
WALK LIKE YOU’VE BEEN SENT TO MURDER CAPTAIN AMERICA
I will always reblog this post, because it works!! Even when coming up to a large group of teenage lads, who are taking up the entire pathway and had not moved for adult males let alone anyone else, got the HELL out of the way for the murder walk!!!
Always reblog for the Murder Walk.
I’ve heard it referred to as The Queen’s Walk, but Murder Walk works just as well. It’s part of how I navigate crowds (in conjunction with learning to read the flow or current of the crowd).
They key for me is to keep my gazed fixed on the path I wish to take. I keep it firm but slightly relaxed, like as if the other people do not exist in my world.
Holy. Balls. This was the highlight of my night. Murder walk is now my prefered mode of transportation.
Dear men who are Small
This works for you too
Even if you’re small and cute (like me) murder walking will keep people out of your way. (And people keeping out of your way means they’re not Saying Things to you)
