colonizer one

reasons to watch juana inés:

  • it’s based off a real-life mexican poet who is widely considered the first published feminist of the new world. 
  • it even includes some of her poems/writings as voiceovers
  • also there’s speculation that she was a lesbian and that’s touched upon in the show!!! a lesbian nun!!!!! 
  • it doesn’t ignore what was happening outside of the court. that is, it shows the racism and colonization in really jarring scenes imo. personally i wish it had been in it a little more, and i especially wish they’d included part of sor juana’s loa to divine narcissus, but… it is what it is. 
  • personally i love the acting and the plots and the antagonists are just so annoying like let my girl write!!!! let her live!!!!
  • it’s only seven episodes long 
  • the cinematography is honestly so beautiful??? some of the shots still have me speechless they’re just so breathtaking and vibrant. 
  • literally i just love it so much and that might be because i love sor juana and i’m biased but also i just? really love it??? 
  • like it honestly did just such a good job imagining her life and it is just so beautiful
  • in summary: watch it

Please know that Thranduil is not the racist asshat that was portrayed in Jackson’s movie! Please understand that of the elves that reside in Middle Earth, Thranduil is one of the least racist and likely has no prejudice against the Silvan.

Tauriel calling herself a “lowly” Silvan elf and Thranduil agreeing with her is such a disservice to his character.

Thranduil and his father are the only elves in Middle Earth to have adopted the culture and language of the people they ruled willingly. They did not impose Sindarian language or customs onto the Silvan, they adopted the Silvan culture as if it where their own.

(Surprisingly, the ones that colonized and rule over Silvan (and there is no mention of them retaining the Silvan culture either) are the elves that Jackson glorifies the most, those being the rulers of Loth Lorien, Galadriel and Celeborn.)

So do not get into the Tolkein fandom thinking that Thranduil is racist. Jackson painted him in an awful light, but he is not like that. He’s their greatest King.

St Patrick’s Day: the day Anglo-American people dress up as a Walt Disney’s inaccurate interpretation of leprechauns (which is a racist caricature), and drink a beverage called an “Irish car bomb” (which makes light of the fact that the Irish were stereotyped as terrorists for fighting for independence using guerrilla tactics), and yell phrases in poorly anglicized Gaeilge (an indigenous language that English colonizers outlawed), and no one sees those things as being problematic because “Irish people are white,” ignoring the fact that the reason there are more people of Irish descent living in America than in Ireland is because there was a fucking diaspora thanks to English colonialism.

It is on days like today when Irish people, Jewish people, and light-skinned tribes like the Sami are all reminded that we don’t get to be considered “white” or “indigenous” except when it’s convenient for White People™ and PoC™.

If I invade your safe space rhetoric, I don’t care. I’m tired of this. One of my homelands has been independent for 68 years (ireland) and my other people haven’t had citizenship in their homeland for more than 50 years. Come for me, I have history on my side.

Discworld crossover with PoTC where Vetinari performs the wedding ceremony for Vimes and Sybil in the middle of the huge maelstrom battle.

Larxene has Xion write down insults for Namine whenever she comes up with them.
  • Larxene: Xion, what was that burn I had you write down for Namine because I didn't want to forget it?
  • Xion: (reading off of her notepad) "Why so sad? Did you just find out that American Girl doesn't make clothes in adult sizes?"
  • Larxene: No.
  • Xion: "Steven Segal called and wants his ponytail back?"
  • Larxene: Huh-uh.
  • Xion: "Larxene, colon, 'Hey Namine, what did one graphing calculator say to the other one?', Namine, colon, 'What?', Xion, colon, 'Why does the sad lady—'"
  • Xion and Larxene: (together) "'—own two of us?'"
  • Larxene: (laughs) That's it! Hey, Namine—

Four hundred billion stars, one billion colonized star systems, one hundred quadrillion sentient beings, and Baze Malbus is still the only thing on this plane of reality (and the next) who can hold Chirrut Îmwe down.

He performs this miracle with little more than a few kisses on the neck - soft at first, then more firmly. By the time he gets around to biting down, Chirrut is fully lost and gasping, entire body strung tight and shaking.

But that’s getting ahead of the narrative.

[To be continued]

She not daoine any favors
  • ETIENNE: Did a megalomaniacal overlord just try to kidnap your squire for breeding stock?
  • OCTOBER: Well it can't be me every week.
Negrita Americana

On the surface, I am a Black American. Many of my values and ways of being are rooted in Black American culture. I grew up in the Compton-Long Beach area of Southern California and my parents worked hard to make ends meet in whatever ways were available to them. I ate homemade fried chicken almost every Friday, and we had Sunday dinner every week that consisted of either Southern/Soul food or Mexican food. I went to a Baptist Church and the Kingdom Hall thanks to my parent’s polarizing religious beliefs. I grew up Black. I was conditioned in the American way. 

 Expect one thing. My mother’s grandmother was Mexican, Native American, and Black. Her mother was Black and Native American, and her father was Mexican. She was born in Tampico, Mexico on January 28th, 1908 to Katie Fisher and Jesús “Jesse” Gonzalez. She was named after her father, Jackie “Jesse”. Jesse married a man who was just as racially ambiguous as she was. Looking at family pictures for the first time recently at my grandma’s house, it was hard to tell her apart from the Whites and Latinos also pictured next to her. My family hardly ever talked about our heritage and history, well until I started bringing it up in every conversation. 

 Knowing my ethnic and cultural background has been important to me since the first time someone questioned me about the racial ambiguity I didn’t even know I possessed. “What are you?” “I’m Black.” “Yeah, but what else? That’s not it.” At 12, I had no idea how to answer this question, let alone, what it really meant. It has been a struggle ever since. People have took it upon themselves time and time again to assign a racial and ethnic medley to my brown body, always more fascinated by the non-Black parts of me. Its easier to just say “I’m Black”, but the conversation never ends there. 

Not knowing enough about my heritage has consequently placed me in positions of not always being able to defend myself. I am othered as a Black American and as a multicultural American. In the Black community I am not “really Black”. In the Latino community, I’m not authentically Mexican. In America at large, I’m exotic or “one of them”. And honestly, its hard to find an appropriate comeback when I don’t know shit about my heritage and family history, save a few facts my granny told me. In a country that systemically ascribes to the “One Drop Rule”, I have been denied any true opportunity to be anything other than Black, to be able to claim all that makes me me. I guess I have the same fate as those who came before me. My grandmother’s light skin and white folks praise of it forced her in positions that didn’t allow her to be truly Black. Its 2015, my story is hers.  

Through writings and reflections I aim to explore complex issues as such, hashing out what it means to be Black and Latin and born in America. This blog is for every girl who shares a similar struggle, and has a desire to build community, love, and support and these complex issues. THURL stands for Think, Hustle, Understand, Really Live (Love). This concept will be the backbone for Negrita T.H.U.R.L., and my tool of choice for building caring and supportive communities. Socially Conscious I am. 

Negrita. Beautiful Black girl. Azteca Negra. Afro Mexicana. Identities I am learning to claim and love. Looking back to what was lost in the devastation of colonialism and white supremacy. Creating a future I can be proud of.


Choquequirao is a 15th and 16th century settlement associated with the Incan Empire, or more correctly Tawantinsuyu. The site had two major growth stages. This could be explained if Pachacuti founded Choquequirao and his son, Tupaq Inka Yupanki, remodeled and extended it after becoming the Sapa Inka. Choquequirao is located in the area considered to be Pachacuti’s estate; which includes the areas around the rivers Amaybamba, Urabamba, Vilcabamba, Victos and Apurímac. Other sites in this area are Saywite, Machu Picchu, Chachapampa (Chachabamba), Chuqisuyuy(Choquesuysuy) and Wamanmarka (Guamanmarca); all of which share similar architectural styles with Choquequirao. The architectural style of several important features appears to be of Chachapoya design, suggesting that Chachapoya workers were probably involved in the construction. This suggests that Tupaq Inka probably ordered the construction. Colonial documents also suggest that Tupaq Inka ruled Choquequirao since his great grandson, Tupa Sayri, claimed ownership of the site and neighboring lands during Spanish colonization.

It was one of the last bastions of resistance and refuge of the Son of the Sun (the “Inca”), Manco Inca Yupanqui, who fled Cusco after his siege of the city failed in 1535.

According to the Peruvian Tourism Office, “Choquequirao was probably one of the entrance check points to the Vilcabamba, and also an administrative hub serving political, social and economic functions. Its urban design has followed the symbolic patterns of the imperial capital, with ritual places dedicated to Inti (the Incan sun god) and the ancestors, to the earth, water and other divinities, with mansions for administrators and houses for artisans, warehouses, large dormitories or kallankas and farming terraces belonging to the Inca or the local people. Spreading over 700 meters, the ceremonial area drops as much as 65 meters from the elevated areas to the main square." The city also played an important role as a link between theAmazon Jungle and the city of Cusco.


the narration on this sounds so bored? but hey it reminds me of 2005 direct-2-dvd commericals

Signs the private Mars One colonization mission is a scam:

  1. It said it received 200,000 applications, actually received 2,761.
  2. Applications used a “point” ranking system and the only way to gain more points after the initial review process was to buy merchandise, donate money or convince their friends and family to contribute.
  3. Mars One asked all contestants to donate 75% of any speaking fees to the mission.
  4. The top 10 candidates for the mission were those who had contributed the most funds to Mars One.

But that’s not even the most damning part!

Fantasy After Tolkien

this quarter I have managed to write a paper about the Gentlemen Bastards and the Wheel of Time. 

The Gentleman Bastard Sequence: the Fantasy of Failure


The Wheel of Time: Archetypes for the Ages

what even is my life

also, can you tell that I like alliteration

both papers used no less than one semi colon.

someone should take the English language away from me