"If you blame Native American communities for their poverty, remember that the entire continent was stolen from them.
If you blame Black American communities for their relative poverty, remember that Black Americans were stolen from a continent, trafficked, and enslaved for nearly 300 years.
Tell me again about how your family ‘started from nothing’ when they immigrated. Didn’t they start from whiteness? Seems like a pretty good start.
The American Dream required dual genocides, but tell me again about fairness and equal opportunity. Tell me about democracy, modeled after the Iroquois Confederacy. Tell me your proud heritage, and I will show you the violence that made it so."
"We [white people] need to accept that when a person of color tells us we’ve fucked up, the answer is not to get defensive. When we get that instinct to say “geez, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it that way at all,” it’s time to stop right now. It doesn’t matter how you meant it. It really doesn’t. Someone doesn’t have to have racism in their heart to do something racist. And doing something racist doesn’t make you an evil person who can never do good again, should never be an activist, should run off and hide in a hole somewhere. It means you did something hurtful, you made a big mistake, and you need to own that mistake. You need to say “I’m sorry.” Full stop. I’m sorry. And if the person who called you out is generous enough to take time to explain what you did wrong, you need to have a seat and listen."

Avory Faucette (via woozypumpkins)

i.e. how to deal with being called out

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Before I go to sleep, I started thinking about how Thanksgiving is coming up.


So here’s your yearly reminder that Thanksgiving is a racist holiday founded on white supremacy that attempts to rewrite actual history — actual racist, colonialist, murderous, sickening history.

What you are really “giving thanks” for, every year, is the decimation of my people and the enslavement and oppression of others.

“Thanksgiving is a National Day of Mourning for Native Americans. As Native people we give thanks everyday, but we will not give thanks for the European invasion of our country.”

Thanksgiving and Racism: Link Roundup
The American Thanksgiving: Rejoicing in Genocide and White Supremacy

The Massacre For Which Thanksgiving is Named
Thanksgiving: Celebrating the Genocide of Native Americans
What The Hell Does An Indian Do On Thanksgiving?
Thanksgiving: A Day of Mourning

"A woman’s worst nightmare? That’s pretty easy. Novelist Margaret Atwood writes that when she asked a male friend why men feel threatened by women, he answered, “They are afraid women will laugh at them.” When she asked a group of women why they feel threatened by men, they said, “We’re afraid of being killed.”"

http://www.pbs.org/kued/nosafeplace/articles/nightmare.html (via alullaby)

This reminds me of a discussion we had in school, and one girl was talking about living in fear of her safety because she is a girl, and this guy chimed in and was all “It’s hard for guys too! I’m so awkward around girls! It’s embarrassing!” Yeah, not the same thing, exactly?

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This reminds me of an article about online (heterosexual) dating that I read a while ago. It listed men’s and women’s worst fears about meeting someone from online. The highest ranked fear that men had was that their date would be fat, whereas the highest ranked fear that women had was that their date would turn out to be violent and kill them. 

I think that says a lot. 

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This is a pretty classic privilege dynamic I think, and one that we as a society tend to downplay in order to give the privileged even more volume.

Men are afraid women will laugh at them or won’t have sex with them, women are afraid men will kill them.

Rich people are upset that everyone else is calling them “greedy” instead of “job creators”, everyone else is upset that they can’t afford health care.

White people are afraid of being called racist by people of color, people of color are afraid of being killed by white people (especially white people in positions of authority, like police).

Straight people are afraid of having their “marriages ruined” by other people getting married, queer people are afraid of being beaten to death.

Cis people are afraid of having to share a bathroom with someone different than they are, trans people are afraid of being murdered.

This is really just a perfect X, Y statement to sum up the most basic tenet of privilege: if you are privileged, the majority of the time you don’t fear for your basic survival.

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The racial category Asian lumps together widely diverse groups with no common language, phenotype, or culture who come to the U.S. under vastly different circumstances…

How do you mash together Laotian war refugees and Japanese business investors and come up with an average or mean experience?…

So let’s get it straight. The term “Asian” in the U.S. was chosen by Asian American activists as an alternative to the pejorative “Oriental.” The Oriental is the creation of Europeans for whom the Orient was an object of curiosity and a source of riches to be studied and exploited. In modern times, the study of the Orient, especially in contrast with the civilized world of the Occident (aka Europe), solidified an idea of Orientals as exotic, potentially dangerous Others.

Activists back in the 1960s decided they wanted to reject the label Oriental and call themselves Asian American instead. Subsequent generations of Asian Americans have gathered as a coalition under the Asian American banner in order to resist being treated like Orientals. But don’t get it twisted, the idea of an Asian or Oriental race is a creation of white people, not of Asians.


Scot Nakagawa breaks down the Pew study and race in so many succinct, clear words that I was a little too angered to come up with 2 weeks ago.


“reports like this are powerful molders of Asian racial identity, popularizing ideas about Asian traits, capacities (and threats), and, of course, always in comparison with the supposed failures of Blacks, Latinos, and Native Americans.”

fuck. that. noise.

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everyone should read the entire response. for reals.

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Okay, Tumblr. I’m getting pretty tired of seeing this everywhere, so I thought I’d make a post.

It is not okay to appropriate someone else’s culture. Even if you’re unaware you’re doing it, or even if it’s something so popular that you stop caring about the origins of it.

So! You might be seeing a lot of clothing with patterns similar to this in outlets at the mall, right?

Well, surprise! Those are based on many Navajo and various Southwestern tribes’ weaving patterns!

Unless you buy something directly from a Native American craftsperson or seller, DON’T WEAR IT.

Navajo weaving has a lot of deep symbolism and meaning! And you are treading all over it.

Also! THE MOHAWK. I have hated this trend for ages.

These are Mohawk people:

This person is not:

This guy probably isn’t either:

While ‘the mohawk’ hairstyle can have different variations (and a lot of people wear them!) the name and the long history of it are, indeed, very much appropriative.

It’s almost similar to wearing Native American headwear, as the hairstyle has different connotations within the tribe, and I really wish it would stop.

So, please, think seriously before you try something or buy something and consider its origins.

"Even if Sikh Temple episode isn’t a hate crime (though it probably is), can we please all agree to call this terrorism? Thanks."
Ishaan TharoorStaff Writer , Co-editor  on the recent shooting at a Sikh Temple in Oak Creek, Wisconsin. (via fuckyeahsouthasia)
"When I tell people in random street encounters that I am from Pakistan, sometimes I actually see their inner selves step back, and a subtle glimpse of fear emerge on their faces. This, when I am an English-speaking woman without a headscarf, often in sleeveless clothes - and that’s how I am in the US as well as in Pakistan. Perhaps it is that I don’t match their media-created monolith of the Muslim/Pakistani woman, or that they are just trying to battle the images of terror that might leap to their minds. “Really?”, some say, because they don’t know what else to say. “Wow”, others say. To some, just being from Pakistan is an accomplishment. Just to avoid the looks and queries, or because I am in a rush, I have sometimes said India. Not untrue either, my parents came from there and I am not willing to allow nationalism - very new in our world’s history - to make me disown my Desi-Indian-South Asian heritage. For India, I might hear: “That’s wonnnderful. I love ____” where the dash might stand for yoga, sagh paneer, or other such things. It’s cute. People immediately try to connect. For Pakistan, they are not sure. There is awkwardness, a hint of fear, and sometimes a desire to immediately disconnect."


I’ve been thinking about conversations with white people I’ve had about racism, and this desire they have for me to clarify for them that I don’t hate white people, or that not all white people are bad. In a conversation that should have nothing to do with their feelings, at some point I have to reassure them that I don’t hate them, and it becomes all about their feelings. The conversation is derailed and re-centered firmly on them and their comfort level. Which is fucked up. And honestly,

  • I didn’t say ALL white people, but since that’s what you heard, yes, ALL white people.
  • Yes, I do hate white people; that’s what you’re worried about all the time. You wanna make sure you’re well-liked even by the people you hurt who you usually have no trouble ignoring.
  • I shouldn’t have to qualify any statements I make to make sure your feathers aren’t ruffled. Fuck off.
  • Every time a convo starts, it’s, ”What about the white people?” What ABOUT them?
  • No, it’s not okay for you to compare my oppression to any others.
  • Yes, you should feel guilty, but you damn sure shouldn’t talk to me about your white guilt because I don’t wanna hear about it.
  • No, I don’t care about your feelings.
  • This ain’t reverse racism. You should think about the irony of that phrase.
  • No, I will not stop talking about racism.
  • No, you cannot say the N word.
  • Yes, you are racist.
  • Stop making it about you.
  • This ain’t about you.
  • This ain’t a social justice blog. I am not an “ally” to my own fucking issues. Majoring in my culture doesn’t mean you know shit.
  • No, excluding white people from POC convos ain’t racist.
  • No, this isn’t the time or place for your opinion.
  • If you have to ask, yes, it’s racist.
  • But really don’t ask me about white people and their opinions since you can get them literally any and everywhere, whether you want them or not. IDGAF.

[trigger warning: ableism] I’ve started to realize that any intelligence judgment is inherently ableist…


…and possibly classist, and usually racist and/or sexist. “Intelligence” as a concept has been determined by privileged, nondisabled upper class hetero white men. The entire canon of psychology and mental illness literature is 99% people like that.

When a person uses words that judge intelligence like idiot, stupid, dumb, etc., it is about a very specific type of “intelligence”; that is, the socially accepted kind. There’s no room for people who experience the world differently, such as autistic people or people with PTSD.

An example: Sometimes I hang out with some people who like to play board games. There are occasional moments when I just totally blank and forget some rule for my turn. It’s a combination of PTSD and depression causing some cognitive dissonance, so I need a moment to “catch my breath” and think. But because my type of intelligence or processing the world is generally not accepted, I’m rushed into going ahead and playing— which means I usually end up making a mistake and looking a fool.

I know people with Fibro and other chronic issues which create problems like sensory overload or “brain fog”…and these people are incredibly intelligent. It’s just that the society around them does not have space for the different ways in which they approach the world.

There’s also some long histories and traditions of lack-of-intelligence-or-“sense” being prescribed on People of Color, women, and non-heterosexual and non-binary people. It is all there— if you’re not white and hetero, you or people before you have probably been called “crazy”. And it’s not like it is just simple name-calling; a lot of people have been tortured, maimed, and killed for being different. If you are into social justice of any kind, you should be concerned about how intelligence and mental disorder are prescribed to discredit and hurt minority peoples.

So yeah. I’ve begun to question it any time I see intelligence judgements (especially in politics, those happen ALL of the time with democrats and republicans). Because ignorance is not mental illness. Bigotry and hate is not mental illness. People doing what you don’t like is not mental illness either. And some of us aren’t even ill, we’re just different.

This! I grew up with ADD, and I still suffer from it! I don’t really like going into all of the details because it’s very painful for me, but having a learning disability has made my life very difficult! I am perfectly capable of comprehending things, but I often have a block when it comes to executing things. I need to pause for much longer and I like thinking things through thoroughly. However, it led to a lot of misunderstanding, both of my mental illness and of my capabilities, and thoughtless actions on the part of many, many teachers. (Some of which were quite mentally abusive toward me as a child.) I was told by one of them that I was stupid and that pain has remained with me my entire life.

I became obsessed with proving them wrong, and by middle school and high school I was in the advanced and AP courses, rather than resource as I had been in grade school. I still struggled through my classes, though.

It became such an obsession with me that I was terrified of losing that ‘intelligence’. I was terrified of making a single mistake. Of screwing everything up and inciting the hate of my instructors. It got to the point that, because of my anxiety, I couldn’t complete my work at all because I was afraid I’d mess up. (Though there were a number of other factors in my educational struggles, too - extreme shyness and inability to work in group projects being one of them.) To add to the matter, at sixteen, I dealt with two deaths in my family, as well as some surgeries that kept me out of school for almost a year, and I fell into a really deep depression!

I narrowly graduated, only due to my position as an editor and columnist on my student paper, and I struggled for a really long time in trying to identify where I stood in terms of intelligence.

It was only about the time that I turned twenty that I became more comfortable with who I was. I know I’m different and it is perfectly okay to be different! ‘Intelligence’ is, as stated above, a construct created by privileged people, and it is impossible to ‘measure’ it.

To go on, though, thinking in a way that deviates from the norm should not be such a scary thing. IT IS OKAY. and I wish more people - especially those in positions of power - would recognize and acknowledge it as such.