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jenngeek:

At first I was like, “Has anyone taught the royals how to hold a baby? Anyone?”

But as more footage has come out over the last few days of Prince Thrashes McKickenhit there, I’m now like, “that is clearly the best way to hold that child, A+ parenting for not dropping him on his little royal butt.”

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two-browngirls:

TWO-BROWNGIRLS : TWO-FAITHS

While both of us were studying at University, we came across this post by Dora Dalila,which inspired us to think about how our own friendship stretches across two faiths. 

Centuries of tension have existed between Muslims and Sikhs; whether we look at Mughal history, 20th Century partition or even modern day media headlines, there seems to be a constant fuel added to the fire between both of our religious communities.

Throughout University we both started to look deeper into our own faiths and had endless discussions with each other about God, religion etc. Through this dialogue we learnt how our faiths are clearly unique but also how they share numerous similarities too.

 We don’t agree on everything, but our mutual respect for each other’s opinion proves the possibility of sharing a strong bond with someone who holds different beliefs. It also taught us the importance of a fresh perspective on what religion and spirituality really is.

Remember: We are not undermining or dismissing the shared history of bloodshed between Sikhs and Muslims. But its important we do not let this history prevent a healthy dialogue between both of our communities. This will allow us to tackle existing issues much better than if we are constantly working against each-other, fuelling hatred and racism.

We hope you enjoy this little photo-set that shows that we may do things differently, but ultimately we’re the same.

 - A&S x 

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twocentslice:

Good for you, bro. [twocentslice]

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castielhasthephoneb0x:

i can nt breath this old man who has like the biggest onion ever is so pr ou d of it 

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LOOK HOW HAPPY HIS ONION MAKES HIM

this makes my heart smile

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nowyoukno:

Now You Know (Source)

This is an important event in history, especially Canadian and feminist history. So I’m going to tell you more about it.

1) The shooter had been rejected from Ecole Polytechnique prior to the shooting. He blamed this on these female students, claiming that they were feminists who ruined his life.

2) In the first classroom he entered, he demanded the men leave before shooting at the women. No man attempted to stop him as they left. Take that as you will. (Later on, several men did get injured trying to stop him in the hallways.)

3) In his suicide letter, he believed that feminists were attempting to be more powerful than men, and were trying to take men’s rights away.
4) Feminists were actually blamed by some for the massacre. The line of logic was “if feminists didn’t make women’s rights an issue, Levine wouldn’t have wanted to kill feminists!” Victim blaming at its finest.

5) The mainstream news media often did not publicize the outrage from women’s groups, and often preferred those who took a calm approach. Ironic, that.

6) Despite him literally having a hit list of feminist icons in his final letter, several newscasters questioned whether or not the shooting was a sexist act, some even denying the idea outright.

8) Many memorials for the victims have been created, and rightly so; however, some prominent ones were erected in poor neighbourhoods where many Native women were killed every day in the same time period as the shooting (see: Marker of Change, Vancouver) (see: Missing Women, Vancouver). Basically, white feminism happened. 

The entire event was nothing short of a tragedy, and I recommend that everyone read up on it and the resulting aftermath. It’s… interesting to see how the media tried to turn it into a random act of psychopathy instead of what it was (we know better now, luckily). The reactions (memorials, etc) to the deaths of these 14 White, middle class women as compared to the deaths of 60+ Native, lower class women are also “interesting” to compare. (By interesting, I mean infuriating.)

this is hugely important

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vixyish:

solarbird:

bookshop:

I spent Thursday night at Boston’s South Station terminal in a clean, well-lighted place with a bunch of other people and plenty of staff and security around, and in the middle of that environment, a man stalked me around the terminal over a period of several hours.

He continually stared at me, and whenever I got uncomfortable and got up and moved out of his line of vision, he would get up and move so that he had a direct view of me again. At one point I moved with the intention of sitting on the floor so he couldn’t see where I’d gone. He walked around the terminal, clocked my location, walked by, and remarked, “charging her cell phone!” loudly as I passed. By this point I was incredibly freaked out, and got up and moved immediately again.

As soon as I moved, he moved to where he could watch me, and I realized that I needed to do something or this would go on for the rest of the night. I was shaking from nerves and freaked-out-ness and the feeling of knowing that I was being followed. I got up, marched over to him, and told him very loudly and angrily in view of a bunch of people, that he needed to stop following me around the building and that if it happened again I’d call security. He started trying to argue with me. I yelled at him to fuck off as I walked away. (Then I moved out of his vision and later quietly alerted security anyway.) I was really, really glad that I said something, because he didn’t bother me after that, and when I finally got up later he was gone.

Saturday night at the con, in a crowded elevator full of girls, I was treated to a guy making lewd sexual remarks about the girl who’d just gotten off the elevator. After he made them twice, I told him, “That’s unacceptable.” (What I’m kicking myself for not saying instead: “This con has a harassment policy, and you just broke it.”)

"We don’t need Tumblr social justice at a con," he retorted.

Despite having just written the day before about how men online use buzzwords like “social justice” to shut-down call-out attempts, having someone actually say this to me IRL left me a bit flummoxed, and I angrily said that I didn’t need to know he was making this elevator full of girls uncomfortable.

"Well, I don’t care," was his response before he got off on his floor.

I say all of this to preface what I’m about to say, which is that on Friday I wrote an article about a really nice panel that the staff of Anime Boston held on boundaries, consent, and cosplay at conventions.

At the panel, the panelists emphasized being polite if you called someone out on their behavior. They did this because they were prioritizing the idea that you shouldn’t be unnecessarily rude to con-goers who genuinely might not have realized that they’ve done something wrong in a convention setting.

I do think it’s possible for people to indulge in a wide variety of common convention behaviors (glomping someone without asking first, taking photos without asking) without realizing they need to ask permission first. And I think in those situations, depending on context, it is nice to be polite.

But I also want to make clear that my experience of harassment (generally outside of cons because I don’t cosplay) has never, ever been harassment that I felt was unintended. It always feels very intentional. It’s just like that guy on the elevator said: “I don’t care that I’m making you uncomfortable.” In fact, that’s probably a bonus.

So while the panel dealt mainly with the etiquette around cosplay and consent, I want to make it very clear (as I did during the panel and when i wrote the article) that I don’t think someone feeling uncomfortable or feeling harassed ever has an obligation to be polite. I get really loud and angry and defensive and vehement and flustered when I feel put on the spot, and the few times this hasn’t happened have been during incidents of harassment, where I felt awkward but felt forced into trying to be polite so I wouldn’t cause further upset.

That’s a debilitating experience. I went through it once during the very worst incident of harassment I’ve experienced, and even though it happened after I’d written about how women are taught socially not to speak up during harassment, and even though I was sitting there going “Aja, say something, speak out, yell, scream,” I couldn’t make myself say anything, and it was horrible. And I feel like ever since that moment I’ve been trying to yell and be loud and noisy and screaming and rude and that angry uptight feminist reddit warned you about, because I never want to be put in that position again.

I spoke up in the elevator because I wanted to practice making myself speak up in these situations, and because I wanted everybody else on the elevator to have examples of someone speaking up, to know that they *could.*  After the guy got off, I apologized to everyone for making a scene. “No,” one of the men said, “he shouldn’t have said that.”

My personal experience has been that it’s really hard and scary to speak up even when there are lots of people around. I don’t really want to promote the idea that women should be worried about how they speak up. “Stop” and “i’m uncomfortable” are hard enough to say as it is. If someone is making you uncomfortable, you don’t have to be polite to them.

The part where she says he probably enjoyed it is half the point. The other half is group-bonding with other men who endorse the action, or, at very least, let it pass; the other half of the point is getting tacit endorsement from other men, which is why men have to start withdrawing that endorsement.

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scottish:

when u say something and it comes out meaner than u intended
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ifeelcapretty:

The American collegiate system in one gif set

it hurts

the saddest part is that this isn’t even really a joke

But really though. When I worked at Starbucks after college I worked with a barista who had his masters and a barista who used to be a cocaine addict and would tell us prison stories.

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tastefullyoffensive:

Hey you. [x]

catsbeaversandducks:

10 Cats That Have Seen Some Serious Shit

These poor kitties are having some serious flashbacks…

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