I hate when people ask you “do you drink?”
like of course i drink, i have water like every day and when i wanna loosen up a lil bit ill have a juice box
(Source: unfriender, via sondermelancholy)
Another thing that frustrates me is the fact that whenever POC are the main characters of a high-profile film, it’s because the film is centered entirely on that POC ‘background’, like films about slavery or the Civil Rights Movement for African Americans or martial arts films for Chinese people
Why can’t POC just be normal leads
Like why can’t we have a coming of age story where the lead teenager just happens to be an Asian boy or a drama where the lead happens to be a Hispanic woman
And why can’t those characters be developed in complex, multi-faceted ways that aren’t centered around their race, because tons of ordinary and extraordinary POC exist and they’re not some exotic subcategory that need to be saved; nor should they have to be the ‘world’s best’ at anything to even be noticed as a character in mainstream media, whether it’s in TV or film
Even Asian background characters tend to be pigeonholed into stereotypical roles like the owner of an Asian restaurant complete with thick accent
Sorry for focusing on Asian POC so much but as a Chinese WOC the lack of non-stereotyped Asian representation in media just makes me feel so alienated all the time ugh
when people complain about how accessibility features such as ramps, lifts, highlighting, image descriptions, scaled css, trigger warnings, epilepsy warnings, etc., makes things aesthetically ugly, they are actually revealing how the politics of what we consider “beautiful” have been centered around able-bodied, neurotypical people
"I’ve been working for 45 years, and so has my wife. But we have no money. You know why? Because my five kids have two bachelor’s, a master’s, and two doctorate degrees. They are my wealth."
what happens to babies that die? do they go to heaven?
Dunno. I’ve never been to heaven.
Things I learned from Night Vale Role Models:
#welcome to night vale
Megan Wallaby taught me that despite ability status, people can be their own advocates as long as we’re committed to listening.
Tamika Flynn taught me that books give you the strength and courage to combat indescribable horrors and resist the militarized forces of conformity.
And Intern Dana taught me that sometimes all you can do is survive, but if you keep going, your victory over your struggle will be celebrated by the people that matter and you will receive respect.
You know it’s a good day when you shirt matches your boxers.