daddy af

Anyways no weapon forged against me shall prosper and any evil wished upon me shall be reflected back to you tenfold, so jot that down.

you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day

i do promise

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:)

This is Sarah Grimké.

She was born to a rich plantation family in the American South during the time of slavery. She owned a slave, Hetty, a girl her parents gave her when she was a child. She was absolutely the sort of person whose racism you could justify as being ‘of her time’ and ‘just the way she was raised’.

And she cited the injustices she saw growing up on the plantation as the motivation for her becoming an abolitionist as an adult.

When she was a kid, she tried to give bible lessons to the slaves on her Dad’s plantation, and taught her own slave to read and write. As an adult, she and her sister campaigned for the end of slavery. When she found out that one of her brothers had raped one of his own slaves and gotten her pregnant three times, she welcomed her nephews into the family and paid for education for the two that wanted it.

This was a woman who was raised in a culture of slavery, looked around her as a child and said “hey, wait a minute, we’re all assholes!” and spent the rest of her life trying to put things right.

It absolutely was a choice.

This is something I’ve been forced to learn in the past two years. The world around me is turning into something I was raised to believe could only happen in history books, or maybe in other parts of the world that sort of belonged in history books.

The more I see this happening–and the more I learn about the past and how hard people did fight to stop Hitler from initially rising to power, or to point out the humanity of slaves–the more apparent it becomes that we have always had these choices, and they’ve always been the same.

And we’re always going to have genuinely appealing opportunities to make the worst possible choices again, no matter how much more modern the world appears.

George Washington owned slaves right? Most of the founding fathers did, and in grade school, to smooth over that abuse of humanity by an American hero, we as children were told “Yes, George Washington did own slaves but he freed them when he died.” And you infer that he didn’t like slavery but it was an economic necessity.

And then you’re in your mid twenties watching a food show on Netflix and you learn that because Pennsylvania was a Quaker colony, they led the nation in emancipation and if an enslaved person was in Philadelphia for more than six months, they automatically became freed. And the young nation’s early capital was in Philadelphia, where Washington brought his household of enslaved people with him. And he took them back to Virginia every five months for a time so as to start that clock over and keep them enslaved.

There’s a trend with historians to want so badly to maintain the prestige of George Washington and an exceptional and morally pristine figure. And true, there are many instances in his writing where he sounds like his opinion on slavery as an institution is turning and that he knew slavery was wrong. But his actions. He literally had to do absolutely nothing to free his household staff, and took great pains to keep them enslaved.

It’s important to remember that too. That there were people in positions of enormous power, who know what they’re doing is wrong, and choose to do it anyway.

Do not let anyone tell you his teeth were made of wood.

what's this 'wife' business? nobody calls him Prince-Consort Mario

if Bowser kidnapped my plumbing client, I would be saying “wahoo” as long as those hours were billable

the molecules are having mad gay sex but only when youre not looking

tumblr is so different from other sites. if you say "he activated his autism beam" its with the agreement that everyone on the site is neurodivergent and respectful and find it funny via autism being powerful or whatever. if you saw that post on any other site it would be in mockery of autistic people. do you understand what im saying

just now realizing that the cold snap of 1846-1847 not only got the franklin expedition stuck in the ice but ALSO was the very same cold that got the donner party snowed in…

(@zevons)

Today, we get to reblog this

Obsessed with Eartha Kitt’s absolute power move of risking her entire career to drag Lyndon B. Johnson’s bitch ass so hard that his wife started crying

"this person is lgbt" "what, all at once?"

no joke i really love discovering a fandom for some weird show or internet thing ive never heard of in my life and then promptly discovering that said random is batshit and full of the most vicious hateful infighting possible

especially when the media at hand is completely shallow nonsense projects by random nobodies and there are people on tumblr willing to kill and die for their headcanons this happens to me like twice a week

what if i told you with my hand on a stack of bibles that in the dark underbelly of tumblr there are people fighting to the death about these things’ sexualities

Listen, I’m kinda lukewarm on movie musicals, but I have to respect Rocky Horror for having Meat Loaf come in on a bike, sing the best song, and then get killed with a pickaxe

Also he flirts with every character, making him a bi king, but then again, he’s in Rocky Horror, where being a bi king is almost milquetoast, so to make up for it he also plays the saxophone.

A bunch of people in the notes haven’t seen Rocky Horror, which is understandable, so here is what I am describing, and I can guarantee you that it’s even better than any description I could give

my daughter after watching - I did not expect that

me - no one expects Rocky Horror

Also when they were doing rehearsals for the NYC debut of the play, Richard O'Brien pulled Meat Loaf aside and said “Listen, don’t worry about getting all the words in, nobody gets all the words. I wrote it and I can’t sing all the words. It’s too fast.”

And Meat Loaf just looked at him and said “I can sing all the words.”

Unt he did.