“Rosa Parks didn’t stand up because she was tired/her feet hurt” is one of the most outrageous lies we tell children in the guise of history and it is so harmful. It takes this brave, courageous and intentional act of civil disobedience and makes it passive and unwitting. Rosa Parks knew she would be arrested that day and she made a choice to do so. She was already heavily involved in the Civil Rights movement when it happened. She saw the opportunity and took it because she knew she could turn it into a moment that would change history. She wanted to change the law and she got arrested so she could do so. It was not an accident and telling Black children otherwise teaches them that history just happened to them instead of telling them about a woman who put her life on the line to change an unjust law. It sanitizes her, turning her into a little old lady (she was 42) who was just tired after a long day of work makes her more palatable to white people and that is a disservice to her memory and her movement.
While rummaging through a box he found in the attic, England uncovers some old photos, along with old memories.
(These took so long to make, I hope you guys like them! I was trying to put subtle stuff in the photos to try and tell a story, I’ve never done it before so it was good practice! I might end up writing something for this if I decide to stop being lazy.)
I was re-watching Yuri!!! on Ice, when I began being curious if the ending instagram posts have captions. I dont know if someone already pointed this out, but Im still shook. I mean..
This was just a normal caption of Viktor Nikiforov, when suddenly..
LIKE REALLY, WHAT
WHAT DOES HE MEANT BY THIS?!!!!
IT WONT MAKE SENSE IF HE WOULD JUST WRITE THAT CAPTION JUST BECAUSE HE FELT LIKE IT. HE WROTE THAT BECAUSE HE STILL REMEMBERS THE TIME YUURI GOT DRUNK. THE TIME HE BEGAN TO NOTICE THIS BOY. THE TIME FROM THAT MOMENT HE WAS JUST CURIOUS TO THE DAY HE’S ACTUALLY NEXT TO HIM. IT FELT UNREAL. IT WAS SO LONG YET FELT SO FAST. TO VIKTOR, IT ONLY TOOK A SPLIT SECOND TO REALIZE WHY HE WAS PRACTICING AND COMPETING ALL THOSE YEARS. IT WAS TO MEET THIS VERY MAN IN FRONT OF HIM. (Im sorry, I made it sound so emotional. lol)
THE THING IS!!! THEY WERE ALREADY HINTING ABOUT EP 10′S ENDING SCENE WAY FROM EPISODE ONE. WHY HAVEN’T I NOTICED THIS?!
Molly: Following a
kidnapping as a young teen, she wanted to protect herself the way
someone once protected her. What started with a simple self-defence
course turned into a life-long affinity for violence and a successful
run as an MMA fighter. Went off the grid and turned mercenary after
her father’s death at the hands of a disgruntled employee left her destitute and unable to pay for college.
Trevor: Never forgot that
time when the computer guy made him part of the team. Developed
hacking and technology skills to rival his idol, along with a healthy
problem with authority to match. It’s still the age of the geek,
Widmark: After his
step-father went to prison, life was a series of increasing challenges, but he never forgot his ability to make people believe in
him. When the only job in show business he could get was as a singing
waiter, he started to use his powers of persuasion and ability to reinvent himself for more
self-serving purposes. And so, a con-artist was born.
Josie: Turns out
landscaping is kind of boring when all you want to do is kick ass.
Returning to a life of crime and becoming one of the world’s greatest
thieves was much more her style.
Olivia: When fingered to take the fall for a crime she didn’t commit, CIA Agent Olivia Sterling leaves behind her career in espionage and cryptography - at least, as far as the agency is concerned - and disappears. She uses her contacts to assemble a motley crew of hustlers, felons, and thugs to track down and take out the corrupt organisation that set her up. But what started as revenge, a one-time gig, becomes so much more…
Amy: Art appraisal expert. Also Olivia’s ex. They met while consulting with Interpol as a favor to Director Sterling. Years and a somewhat-amicable break up later, Amy gets pulled into the crew’s schemes which, after years of friendship with a certain legendary thief, is practically old hat. She shows up every now and then to help out with jobs and to flirt with Josie, which drives Olivia mad. (Whether she is more jealous of Amy or Josie is anyone’s guess).
Today, I woke up, read the news, and I cried. Today I woke up scared: as a woman, as a bisexual woman, as a friend, as a daughter to a father who took forty years to come out of the closet because it wasn’t safe for so long.
I voted, and I’m proud of that, but there is so much more I can do. There is so much more I need to do. So, today, I also make a pledge. I make a pledge to not only want change, but to be change.
Today I pledge to be better about standing up to bigotry and small-mindedness, to instead spread love and acceptance, big- and small-kindedness. Today I pledge to volunteer, to take action in my community to make sure everyone’s rights are validated, sustained, understood, and respected. I pledge to be loud and proud in telling women–all women–that they matter, that they are important and excellent, that the glass ceiling was meant to be broken and that we can shatter it with our resilience and brilliance, that they are never, never, never asking for it and instead should always be asked about it and listened to when they say no, stop, do not.
I pledge to be more diligent in recognizing the privilege that I have and what I can do to make the gap between myself and others disappear. I pledge to be quiet and listen when I am asked to, so that voices who know better than I about how to fight racism, homophobia, transphobia, and xenophobia (and so much more) can take the reins and ring clear, loud, and true. I pledge to stand in solidarity with those voices, in the face of opposition and hate, so that we can build a better, more accepting world for ourselves and those who come after us.
I pledge all of these things because he is not going to make America great again. We, the people are going to make America great again, and we will do that by standing by each other’s sides, supporting and protecting each other when times are dark, by celebrating each other’s victories, no matter how small.
We can build an America that we want, one that we can be proud of, and we can start today. That is what I pledge: to wipe away the tears, to stand up, to make choices that will make me a better person, a better American. That is the real fight, and it is by no means over. That fight–the daily, yearly, lifetime one–that is how we win, and we can.