Is it really that difficult to understand that racist stereotypes uphold oppression? Why do you think Mike Brown has been labeled a thug and a degenerate even though he was the VICTIM? Why do you think white vigilantes and police officers are able to shoot and kill unarmed black people and not face any repercussions because “they were scared”? Why do people see no problem dressing up as Trayvon Martin and laughing at his unjust murder? Because media keeps perpetuating the idea that black people are bad, dangerous, unfit mothers, promiscuous, drug dealers and that our lives are LESS THAN. And that’s what your favs perpetuate all over the internet by dressing up like black people and acting a damned racist fool.

Hell, I can’t go shopping without store owners assuming I’m going to steal something! White people marvel when I open my mouth and speak “standard” English and don’t have multiple children, fathered by different men. And that’s not even addressing the fact that there’s nothing wrong with speaking AAV or having children out of wedlock. But those things are automatically labeled as BAD when black people do them, and those ideas are REINFORCED by “comedians” portraying these racist stereotypes all for some adsense coins. These people are getting FILTHY RICH off “jokes” that dehumanize us and people have the nerve to say “don’t take it seriously”.  Don’t sit here and tell me “jokes” about oppressed people don’t hurt anyone when those SAME STEREOTYPES are used to justify our mistreatment! Renisha McBride was shot in the head for asking for help after a car accident and the media was more concerned with digging through her Twitter and showing she had listened to rap music and smoked weed. Cause you know, smoking weed and listening to rap music makes you “dangerous” and totally justifies shooting her in the head when she was asking for help. Well, it makes you “dangerous” if you’re black and you do those things. Don’t tell me that some white dude on YouTube telling 10 million children that all black women do is pop out babies, do drugs and have sex doesn’t have an affect on how those children see us and will then treat us. 

I seriously hope Shane gives you a medal or something bath-and-sheba-works for the endless tap dancing you did for him today. You can spend all day on Tumblr crying about people mistakenly calling you white, but don’t have shit to say when I point out that Shane favorited tweets from fans calling me the n-word… I dunno how old you are, but I’m praying you’re a child and not an adult because there is no way to excuse how foolish you look. Taking up for some idiot who doesn’t respect you and  instead sees black women as props and hussies for his stupid videos.

The day you realize that those HILARIOUS jokes have influenced the way white people see and treat you is going to be a sad day. And I say this as someone who had to have that very same moment, where I had to stop trying so desperately to be the “cool black girl” and demand respect from “so called friends” who thought those racist jokes were funny and ok. I hope your moment comes sooner than later and not as a result of something terrible that scars you for life. And as angry as this conversation makes me, I say this with the upmost sincerity and concern. Because when you get off the internet you’re still BLACK. And I’m fighting these disgusting stereotypes FOR YOU. 

jamietrosa said:

Writing a third-gen Chinese-American, living in NYC. She's intelligent, confident, outgoing, ambitious, a little Type A, determined to have a successful business career, but also a bit romantic at heart. I'd like to know what racial stereotypes she might have to bulldoze, dodge around, or grit her teeth at, in a business or college setting - beyond the obvious "mistaking her for a Dragon Lady/submissive schoolgirl" bs. Any thoughts?

Asian American women and stereotyping/microaggressions

I’m second-gen, but here are some you might want to consider:

  • people assuming she’s foreign (“your English is really good!” “so when did you come to the United States?”)
  • identity policing (e.g. saying she’s not really East Asian because she was raised in the US)
  • having her surname constantly messed up, either written or spoken
  • others attributing her intelligence to her race and/or calling her a “bad Asian” when she does a less-than-perfect job on something
  • being mistaken for another East Asian colleague/classmate when they look nothing alike
  • having white people (friends, colleagues, superiors) dismissing her anger at racist actions as ‘overreacting’ and telling her to get over it
  • being called “exotic” or being exoticized by potential suitors

There’s probably more, of course, but those are some I’ve had to deal with as a Chinese American lady.

—mod Jess

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So some of the things that always confuse me about cultural appropriation are why some things are okay and others aren’t (and how there isn’t a concensus AT ALL, and why I get why some things shouldnt be appropriated (headresses for example) but not others (foods, certain clothing, etc).

I’m like on the fence and everybody is just screaming contradictory stuff at the top of their lungs.

What if we narrowed down the meaning to… Oh you know, things that actually cause real harm. I think we’ve all been offended by some stereotype at one point or another, but I feel the difference between why I understand some claims of cultural appropriation but not others is because I can see the harm they cause. Other things are only offensive if you squint (they have become so disconnected from their origins I can’t see the, perpetuating a stereotype), they aren’t by extension of their existence causing any real physical harm.

I think this would both give room for cultures to share, but help those out who are being oppressed and erased. Plus a lot of cultures in the past borrowed things from each other and integrated together. You can’t unweave those connections or start dividing current culture. That wouldn’t make sense.

anonymous said:

Hi! First I want to say that your blog is a godsend and I've only been following it for a few weeks but I've learned a lot. Anyways I'm about to start a story were most of my characters have powers(just being like stronger faster smarter etc) and one of my main characters is a black male and I assigned him a power called iron skin, where hes basically indestructible and I'm worried that that plays into the stereotype that black people are tougher/can resist more pain. Should I change it?

Avoiding Stereotypes by Changing Character and/or Traits

Luke Cage! You might want to change his power because a character like this already exists. But that’s the only reason.  

Assuming you didn’t know about Luke Cage, the real question asks whether you should change some aspect of your story to avoid reinforcing a stereotype. I’m also assuming that you either meant the character’s ethnicity and/or their power. Change the character to a White man to avoid potentially writing a stereotype?

You could change the character to another POC, but you are going to run into the same problem. Change the characters powers to avoid writing a stereotype? You might be avoiding one stereotype and reinforcing another. Why don’t you avoid the stereotype by just writing a three dimensional character? If your story hinges on stereotypes, you need to rethink your story not your character. 

I’m getting a little frustrated with people thinking that it’s the character’s race that is the problem with the story. This is why stories featuring POC don’t get made! What do you gain by changing a POC character to White? I can’t think of any benefit other than it shields you from potential criticism, which as a writer, you need to be open to if you plan to get any better at writing. And that goes with anything worth doing. Writing diverse characters is worth doing to not only to expand your knowledge, but also contribute to representing a portion of society that has limited representation. 

Here’s a quote from Gene Luen Yang, a famous comic writer and artist. 

"I believe it’s okay to get cultural details wrong in your first draft. It’s okay if stereotypes emerge. It just means that your experience is limited, that you’re human. Just make sure you iron them out before the final draft. Make sure you do your homework. Make sure your early readers include people who are a part of the culture you’re writing about." (Bolded for emphasis)

Keep your story the way you intended it to written. Push yourself past the fear. As I’ve said before in Avoiding Racial and Patriarchal Stereotypes, you are only reinforcing more powerful stereotypes by changing a character’s ethnicity to White.

More Reading: 
Gene Luen Yang’s Diversity Speech

~Mod Najela  

I get the concern with making the Black man a basically indestructible, pain-resistant character. And I would like to see more roles and powers in Black characters than strength-based ones. As mentioned in the FAQ, yes, people truly believe Black people (even children) feel less pain and thus we receive less medicine as well as sympathy when hurt and injured, even emotionally. Because we’re so strong that we can take it, right?

I personally am wondering why so many Black characters default to having a power connected to how strong and/or indestructible they are, and I personally want to see more depictions than this. Sleek characters, speedy characters, element-yielding characters, nimble characters… and not always your iron-skinned, impenetrable powerhouse. Black people are more than just strength.

Since you said “it” I’m taking you’re asking if you should change his power rather than his race. Najela already provides some wisdom above for both cases, but I’d hope, in any case, despite his body being so strong, he is allowed to have emotional vulnerability.

Does he have loved ones? Friends? A significant other? Family? Hell, a cat? What exactly are his weaknesses, even if they’re not physical? What could send him to his knees? Is his persona as hard as his skin?

You’re avoiding trouble when you make him a three-dimensional character, aka human, so i’d recommend that if you don’t want to change his power.

I’d also hope that, if there’s another Black character with powers, they don’t all have power based on indestructible strength, for then it really would feel as if you’re pressing in that strong, and often “scary" stereotype.

~Mod Colette

  • American autumn:Pumpkin! Halloween! Scarves! More pumpkin! Pie!
  • American winter:Snow! Thick jumpers and cocoa! Christmas! Snoooooow!
  • American spring:So many flowers and cute baby animals! Preparing for summer! Spring break!
  • American summer:Icecream! Beaches! T-shirts and shorts and summer dresses!
  • New Zealand autumn:Slightly warmer than winter. Leaves fall off shit.
  • New Zealand winter:Rain. Lots and lots of rain. Snow on the top of the biggest mountains in the middle of buttfuck nowhere.
  • New Zealand spring:Oh shit, it's getting hot. Time to track down tank tops and shorts. Actual living plants that aren't just evergreen trees, that's kinda cool. And pets are leaving fur all over the house now.
  • New Zealand summer:Just fucking kill me before I melt, there's icecream dripping everywhere the beaches are too crowded and my feet are burning in the sand get me shade, a cold beer and 500 electric fans. Also merry christmas, bro

I did an experiment today, as part of a course I’m taking. We were challenged to ‘wear something different’. I decided to dress like a boy, or as boyish as I could manage. I would walk around wearing both outfits and measure the reactions.

I had two looks: my ‘Girly Girl’ outfit, in the style I wear all the time -a pink sweater, black skirt, black tights, black shoes, earrings, a little bit of makeup. As you can see from the pictures, the only bits of skin I was showing was my face and hands, and nothing was too tight-fitted (being subjected to all sorts of street harassment since I turned 12 has made me cautious with clothing). I had my first class and then I changed into the ‘Boyish’ outfit -a shirt, old jeans, a jacket, and I had to use a beanie to hide all my hair.

I went outside the school (not before realizing I wasn’t hiding at all: my classmates were greeting me by name even from across the street) and headed to a construction site I never ever ever walk by because the workers there truly don’t know what respect is and I’ve been catcalled or whistled at more times than I care to count, until I chose to avoid the place altogether. But now it was as if I didn’t exist. Not a look, not a sound, nothing. They went on doing whatever they were supposed to do, which is what they should always do instead of harassing girls, anyway. No other man I saw seemed to notice me, either, which is, well, a first.

But I was noticed by other girls, mostly from my school, and two old ladies, and that’s where I got the dirtiest looks. By now I’d understood everyone could tell I was female. Some girls giggled, some others looked puzzled. The two old ladies looked slightly scandalized and one pulled her dog away from me.

Then I changed back into my ‘Girly Girl’ outfit and headed outside one more time. I swear I hadn’t been out as full ‘Girly Girl’ for two minutes when the catcalling and ogling was back. 

I returned to the school building for my other class and then I had to go pick up something in another part of the city. I didn’t feel like doing ‘Boyish’ again because I sincerely hated the outfit. In the course of the afternoon I had to deal with two catcallers and a groper.

I’m wearing my pajamas now, in case anyone’s interested. But I keep thinking, what am I supposed to do? Make myself ugly everyday, every time I go out, so that I can be safe, or wear what makes me feel nice and pretty, and then risk being seen as a thing anyone can comment on or touch? More than half the men who harass me are old enough to be my fathers, which was even more true when I was effing twelve years old and passing cars would honk and construction workers would whistle. Both still happen these days, but hell, I was twelve when it began.

But I was also surprised by the women’s reactions. The incredulity, laughter, shock. The woman who didn’t let her dog near me and the girl who looked at me with wide eyes and then turned back to her boyfriend as if seeking something normal and reassuring, aka not me.

So, my little experiment wasn’t as fun as I thought it would be, but definitely quite enlightening. What a world to be a woman in.

Bi Visibility Day

Hey remember that time I didn’t realize I was bi/come out as bi for way too long because I didn’t think it was really a valid option?? Yeah that’s why Bi Visibility Day is important. Young me knew I wasn’t straight but was super confused…and I used to think so much that I had to be lesbian and any male attraction was just fabricated, part of my resistance. I thought for the longest time that my own ideas about maybe being bi were an “escape route” or “easy way out” and I wanted to be brave and not go that way. It took me until I actually came out as lesbian to a ton of people to realize what was really up. I’d worked up to that coming out for five years. I guess once I did it, the release of pressure left room for new realizations. Lesbian? Not quite what was really going on with me. It seems so obvious now. So obvious.

If young me had thought bisexuality was an option, it may not have made my whole acceptance/coming out process go any faster or smoother. But it would have given me a better understanding earlier on of what exactly I was working through.

Friendly reminder: open & polyamorous relationships can be just as serious, engaging and fulfilling as any other.

The notion that a non-monogamous relationship immediately equals a relationship where one or both of the parts are not fully engaged or dedicated to one another is as wrong as assuming all monogamous relationships are 100% successful.

Everyone learned in school that women had to fight for the right to vote but I was only vaguely aware of the arguments used by men to oppose it until a friend of mine linked me to the following site:

My favorite dads from anti-suffrage cartoons and postcards, i.e. I AM YOUR TURN-OF-THE-CENTURY NIGHTMARE

The site is run by a stay at home dad (I’ve been one myself for almost 7 years) who also found these pictures to be hilarious and for the exact same reason as me: They depict the horrors of men being “forced” to take care of the children. Take a look at some of this nonsense:

Here we are, one hundred years later and those that would demean me for being a primary caregiver are using the exact same rhetoric and worse. Not only am I not a “man” for raising my children, I’m lazy and a mooch because my wife is the breadwinner.

I cannot overstate this enough: I consider it an absolute privilege to be a stay at home parent. It has allowed me to raise our children instead of paying someone to do it for me. And I’m good at it! My children are healthy, happy and very well-behaved.

At the same time, I have been able to pursue a dream I didn’t realize I’d had: Writing for a living. It’s not the highest paying job but it’s far more satisfying than any other job I’ve ever had.

Except for the kids, of course, which brings me to my last point: In almost every one of these pictures, being a primary caregiver is depicted as arduous and dreary and singularly unpleasant. Yet, when a woman does it? Completely unappreciated. Do you see the disconnect from reality there? “Women’s work” is horrible and tedious  and difficult. Meanwhile, for some strange reason, men are showered with glory for working outside the home. It’s as if anything that happens inside the home doesn’t really count as “work” unless a man is “forced” to do it.

One hundred years and, until my generation, we’d made exactly zero progress as a society. Now, there are millions of male primary caregivers. The effect that will have on future generations will be profound and for the better. As Emma Watson said in her speech to the United Nations this past Sunday: “We don’t often talk about men being imprisoned by gender stereotypes but I can see that that they are and that when they are free, things will change…”

The Art Of 100 Years Of Gender Discrimination Everyone learned in school that women had to fight for the right to vote but I was only vaguely aware of the arguments used by men to oppose it until a friend of mine linked me to the following site:

Okay so basically i’m going to go ahead and rant. What is it now a days with the need to group and label people by the way they look? No-one can LOOK like a nerd and no-one can LOOK like a chav. Everybody has a different style and people should accept that and not judge them by the way they look. Surely the best way to make a better happier world is to let people be who they want to be, to allow them to be happy in their own skin. Not trying to change them into something they’re not so they can be channeled into groups so that us humans find it easier to identify those we will fit in with. Believe it or not that girl in your chem class you think’s a weirdo or a freak just because she’s quiet could actually turn out to be your best friend if you just had the decency to say one word to her to let her know you’re approachable. Simple as- wouldn’t it be such a better world if everyone just tried to get along?  

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Emma Watson, you queen. Spread the word:

The Angry Black Woman is a racist trope used to deny black women their humanity. Black women aren’t allowed to be complicated — they’re just angry. Black women aren’t allowed to be upset or vulnerable — they’re just angry. Black women are not allowed justifiable reactions to the myriad of bullshit — racist, sexist and otherwise — that they face. Oh, you know those black ladies are just so angry all the time.

Lingerie for men is a thing — and it’s pretty awesome 

Every holiday season, the Angels of the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show gallantly spread their wings on the runway for a national TV audience. Who’s to say a man couldn’t don a lace bra and panties and feel just as confident and sexy?

Enter HommeMystere, a Brisbane, Australia-based online store and design studio whose sole mission is to make lingerie that’s “fun, unique and comfortable” for men. In the process, the company and the men who model for them are challenging some of our most entrenched gender stereotypes.

They’ve got “angels” of their own | Follow micdotcom

white people want to say shit like “all stereotypes have some truth to them” up until the point you say that white people are racist, then suddenly they’re experts on the civil rights movement and “this isn’t what Martin Luther King Jr fought for”