collected shit

I think the biggest thing that Colin Kaepernick has done through his kneeling protests is show that nothing will ever be good enough for oppressors.

Conservatives love to point the finger at boisterous protests and scream about how they’re the reason they don’t listen to what those groups have to say. “If those darn minorities would just protest peacefully, we would listen to them!”

Colin Kaepernick and other players take a knee during the anthem, the most peaceful and debatably inoffensive form of protest, and these same people, including their beloved president, lose their collective shit.

Colin Kaepernick and the other players aren’t burning the flag. They’re not giving it the finger. They’re not leaving when the anthem is being sung. They’re literally kneeling. They’re offering it more respect than 90% of the people who step out the concession stand at a football game during the anthem do. I rarely see people there even take a breath between ordering their chilli dogs and their popcorn while the anthem is playing in the stadium.

But yet, kneeling during the anthem is, according to the president, worth being fired over. It’s worth boycotting the sport over. Literal white supremacists can be “very fine people” to the president, while the most peaceful protesters I think I’ve ever seen are “sons of bitches” who should be fired.

Conservatives love to bring up the constitution and the freedoms it guarantees until those same freedoms make them sad. I’m so glad to see many veterans supporting the protests publicly because they don’t enjoy being used as a weapon against people defending the freedoms the military is supposed to be defending.

Even if you don’t like football, watch it this season. Hell, just turn your TV on, hit mute and let it play in the background while you watch what you like on Netflix if you have to. If right wingers are serious about this and boycott the NFL, it could seriously hurt these players and that’s what they’re hoping will happen. These players deserve support, and it’s sad to know that they won’t get it from those who pride themselves on supporting free speech while falsely claiming the left wing doesn’t.
-V

one-of-the-birds  asked:

I love the collection of "Shit my wife says to Miss Kitty"!!! Most are oddly similar to what I say to my two puppies... A big thank you to you for sharing, for your wife for being hilarious, and of course to Miss Kitty for all the smiles. Your posts just brighten up my day/night whenever I see them on my dash!!!!

Thank you so much!!! This was such a sweet ask <3 :D <3 I’m happy you like and relate to the cat posts! Baby keeps worrying that people won’t understand that she actually adores these cats, and I’m like “Sweetheart, everyone with a pet understands.” XD

<3 Anyway thank you again for brightening our days! I hope the blog continues to do the same for you! <3

Shoutout to all the forgettable but nice enough girlfriends/boyfriends in romantic comedies who had their marriages CANCELED and had to deal with emotional recovery after assumed months of planning because some former flame or old friend who does quirky shit like collecting their Snapple fact lids came back into their fiancé’s life for two days

weird forgotten tumblr things

- don’t hug me i’m scared fandom with the humanoid notebook and clock
- fluffy chicken day
- those blue pictures that said ‘reblog if you’re in the ______ fandom!’
- all the tumblr island, tumblr university, etc. plans that eventually led to the planning of a tumblr convention which is what gave us the beautiful shitshow that was dashcon. the dashcon ballpit was overall tumblr’s best meme in my time on here imo, second only to sonic for real justice
- tumblr trick or treating on halloween¿?
- TUMBLR PROM
- everyone remembers mishapocalypse but remember the all-out war that went down a year later when people couldn’t decide if there should be another one?? that was honestly almost as scary as the actual mishapocalypse
- speaking of misha collins, when he posted his phone number online and this entire website collectively lost its shit. everyone had to post their text convos w/ misha
- FRANCIEUM VS FORFUTUREFERENCEONLY
- “the only adult supervision we have on tumblr is john green” (yikes)
- the time everyone was gonna purposely not post anything the sunday after the guy who played uncle vernon in the harry potter movies died because of the quote “no post on sundays” but then everyone like……forgot and posted stuff anyway
- the tumblr version of some nights by fun
- moreos guy
- when the 50th anniversary of doctor who fell on the same day as some one direction thing and everyone got really offended at this facebook post someone had screenshotted that said like “1d will be around way longer than ur shitty alien tv show” lmao
- “swiggity swag, what’s in the bag”
- when yahoo was buying tumblr and everyone was flipping shit and making posts saying shit like “yahoo better not go ToO fAR!!! they have an army, but we have a hulk!!!” honestly if i was yahoo and considering buying a website for more than a million dollars and then saw that that was what the userbase was like i would have backed the fuck out of that business deal
- those “men of tumblr” posts, you know the ones i mean
- when everyone hated miranda cosgrove?? was there a reason behind that or,,
- back in 2013 everyone was planning to do this “tumblr day” on march 5th where you were supposed to write a big t on your hand and then if you saw anyone else with it you were supposed to “hug and exchange urls” lmao. im pretty sure no one actually did this but if that doesn’t describe the general social climate of tumblr back then idk what does

jstor is a wonderful resource, but it’s also dangerous because you’ll start out reading articles related to your lit essay and then before you know it it’s 3am and you’ve wasted the whole night reading about the perceived threat of witchcraft towards fishing vessels in 18th century dorset

I think I see why her friends keep crushing on her…

Animan


Bonus:

Adrien: Has she always been this cute?  Why didn’t you tell me?!

The Pharaoh / Le Pharaon

I’m late but I’m watching don’t hurt yourself rn like wow now we know why Beyonce went out here & tapped one of the most iconic rock musicians to help her cuss her man out. I remember one of my relatives saying that Jack White was singing on Don’t Hurt Yourself like Bey was his sister and he was letting her trifling man know what it was.

I don’t even know how to feel about the whole thing b/c I’m not a proponent of a woman staying w/ a partner that cheats ever. I always figured that Solange was throwing hands b/c Jay cheated & I guess it should have been clear that he had to have been really grimey to her sister to elicit that kind of reaction.

I weirdly expected more from Jay Z even though I sort of always knew he didn’t deserve Beyonce b/c so many men are with women they don’t deserve and treat poorly.

I adored the push party photos and look forward to seeing the new babies pics. I’m not saying I want her home to be broken up but I would not have been mad if Beyonce had left him and went and found a fine young billionaire to have wild thoughts with in pools, okay?

The past 2 weeks have shown me that too many Black men think that making Black women suffer for their lackluster, thin love is a good thing. I think the albums the carters have made r really important & I think they open up vital convos about black love and romance they need to be had.

These albums push the importance of accountability, introspection, living an examined life. I’m hoping it will push Black men to think about how they harm Black women and black LGBT folk who are the only ppl who have their backs in this harsh, racist society. That it will push them to deal with their shit individually & collectively and stop projecting it onto us (i.e. Kodak Black who, as others have noted, hates himself & his Blackness). It’s hella distressing to realize that Black women will walk through fire to help Black men but that so many Black men like to insult and mock us for not meeting their colorist and racist beauty standards.

In an interview Molly Crabapple said smthing like men have gotten women to buy into this idea that our beauty is the most valuable thing about us and that the more beautiful we are, the better they’ll treat us. And we can see that this isn’t true, we can be the most beautiful woman in the world and they will still act a fool.

Jay had the girl everyone wanted and yet he was still running in these streets. Clearly he, and not his wife, was deficient. It shows me that a man’s character is important. If he has no character it doesn’t matter what a woman does he will still mistreat her.

Anyway 4:44 is good, I hope Yonce’s happy with her choice and as always I wonder what it looks like for Black women to have a love that edifies and liberates and that does not demand suffering to keep it.

Dude, the way they announced the KH3 trailer was so extra tho. After the last song, Yoko Shimomura, Tetsuya Nomura, the composer, and the pianist all bowed and then left the stage. For some reason, the entire orchestra is still sitting there. Everyone is like “is it done?” “how come they’re just sitting there?” “are they gonna do another song??” Then Nomura and the gang all come BACK to the stage after a few minutes pass and Nomura is like “I’m not gonna be at e3 tomorrow because I’m here for the concert but you guys are gonna be the first to see the KH3 trailer.” and then the entire room collectively lost their shit. Over 100 people lost their souls in the process. Me included.

[[Context: the party had encountered a non-aggressive skeleton and were trying to stop the paladin from attacking it. One player had earlier been polymorphed into a lobster for unrelated reasons]]

Lobster: “Before he attacks, can I try to intimidate him out of it?”

DM: “From [the bard]’s pocket?”

Lobster: “Yes.” [Rolls a nat 20]

DM: (while the rest of the party is collectively losing its shit) “[Paladin], you’re moving towards the skeleton, but out of the corner of your eye you see, emerging from [bard]’s pocket, two little claws. A sense of terror begins to grow in your chest as the claws open and close, going ‘snip, snip,’ and with each little snip you feel your heart thud. You are rendered immobile with fear.”

So my grandmother and I went into town today to hit up the Walmart for corn meal. She warned me that a lot of brands mix a little wheat flour in, so we’d have to check the ingredients. Since Deacon doesn’t have any experience with corn meal, I figured I’d give him a little test and have him check the bags before we looked at the ingredients. He alerted to every bag on the shelf.

My grandmother thought this was the Best. Thing. Ever. She was so delighted to have him alert and then she’d look at the bag and say “yes! he’s right! check the next one!” (video is him checking the second to last one on the shelf). Because of this we gathered quite a crowd of spectators, one of which was a store employee, who ran a few aisles over and brought back a bag of gluten-free cornbread muffin mix for him to check. He said it was safe, at which point everyone watching collectively lost their shit. You would have thought we’d just won the Stanley cup. Strangers were hugging. It was unreal.

So afterward I held an impromptu Q&A session since none of them had ever seen a service dog before, and then a police officer who was watching told me all about the Malinois their force had, and even got choked up talking about the dog’s passing last year.

Since getting home, my grandmother has proudly told this story to every single person that called the house this afternoon (she’s a very popular lady), whether it be family members, quilting friends, or the preacher, one of which responded, delighted, that her daughter had already heard the story from her husband who was doing the grocery shopping that morning.

Small town life, ya’ll.

SIGN EVALUATION!!!

Aries:  arrogant, genius, charismatic, energetic, sex drives sky rocket, energetic, love themselves, talkative, LOUD

Taurus: emotionless, ignorant, loyal, BLUNT ASF, super silly, hardworking, fun person overall, quiet at first, introverts

Gemini:  indecisive, somewhat creative, smart, NOSYYY, talkative, unpredictable, fake by accident

Cancer: moody, SOOO SENSITIVE, caring, petty, finesse king/qUEEn, loving, super judgmental, always lookin’ cute

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Leo: AGGRESSIVE!!! confident, independent, conceited, loyal, holds grudges forever, inTEnSe, cocky, always sleepy, risk taker

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Virgo: emotionless as HELL, over protective, selfish, perfectionists, LOYAL, goOFy, always STRESSED, worries too damn MUCH


Libra:
sOOo kind, peaceful, calm, intelligence is boosting, fun friend, rLLy judgmental, headass, loves to collect sHIT, chill, outgoing


Scorpio:
intense, perfect best friend, rather super confrontational or super introverted, cute, stubbORN, stuck up, passionate, low key depressed

Sagittarius: FUNNIEST SIGN, anger issues, never srs, so clumsy, party ANiMal, speaks their mind too much, honest af, big time hoe, LITTT


Capricorn : strong, loyal, judgmental  super materialistic, scary side, smart mouth, sassy, controlling, HILARIOUS, SO FUCKING LOUD


Aquarius: independent, natural leader, shares opinions 24/7, smart, hottest sign, low key sensitive, high key conceited, ALWAYS STARVING!!! high key mean

Pisces: caring, impatient as FUCK, SOOOO EMOTIONAL, cries a lot, kinda stubborn tbh, sweet as hell, clingy, deserves the world, D.R.A.M.A.T.I.C.

Chester

I could hear
all those things
you ran from
with every song
you released
living your dream

you didn’t need
to play your
albums in
reverse to hear
the taunting
of your demons

I grew up
I cradled your
songs close to
my chest
&
I knew I wasn’t
the only one

that felt numb
that watched the sun set
that wanted something
rather than nothing
to matter

I wish we could’ve found
a new palette of colors
that just weren’t a collection
of shit grey so maybe the world
wouldn’t need rose colored glasses
just so it can make another rotation
just so the fingers of the sun
could tighten it’s grip out of love
rather than anger

I hope you slipped calmly
beneath the waves when
you decided to let go
of the edge you so
desperately clung

I’m sorry that your armor broke
I’m sorry that you were the only
one who could repair it
I’m sorry that your symphony
played it’s final notes in
the middle of battle

you may have already felt
like a ghost in your final
hours but we never lost
sight of the spirit you let
spill from your eyes with
your honest lyrics
&
your highest notes

you felt the weight of
a thousand worlds for
so long that anyone
could understand
why you would
floorboard
it to insanity

you don’t need to apologize
I understand that these plans
we make can be written in blood
washed away with the mud
of uncut clouds
leaving us with more questions
of subjects we thought to be
experts on

I hope you didn’t scream at yourself
I hope you finally felt like you won
I hope you can walk to what you
always wanted when you wake up
on whatever road you travel next

I fucking care that your flickering
light went out amongst a sea
of dimmer specks,
even though
you might feel you didn’t shine
as brightly as you did
so many
used you to guide us
shining brighter
than Polaris did in
a world without the pollution
of smog traced neons

I’m sorry that you lost books
of stories when you lost track
of your scars
&
those consequential sharp
edges are wounds some of us
share as we trudge
this unmapped path

so we all continue forward
under this blanket of scars
&
we still listen to your words
hydrohelioizing your perfect
non-flickering

polarisized star