how to protest

My Boys (Part 1/?)

Steve x Plus Size!Reader x Bucky

Author’s note- This is my first fic ever, so it’s going to probably need lots of work but I’ve been wanting to do this for a while so… yeah… also it’s going to be broken down into parts. This is part one its more of an introduction than anything…. Oh, and it’s not smutty… yet… Well my lovelies I hope you enjoy it!

Summary- You are best friends with the Captain and the Winter Soldier. You begin to realize your feelings for the pair of them and drunkenly tell Natasha, but who knows who else was listening in on girl’s night?
Warning- fluff, drunk reader, mentions of smut (kinda), drinking with Nat and spilling some secrets (again this is just sort of an introduction, so not much action I guess. Part 2 coming soon!)

Word count: 1382

Originally posted by stevesupallnighttogetbucky

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  • Tbh, I legit hate it when hippies are the butt-end of the joke. Here's a history lesson. Hippies were mostly college educated kids. Many of them had jobs, or lived in communes (some of which are still around today, even after 50 years). They opposed a draft that unfairly targeted p.o.c and people of the working class. They promoted love-ins and be-ins, places people could 'be themselves' and 'do their own thing'. They knew how organize enormous protests (without facebook, and without twitter).
  • There's a reason society has gone out of it's way to make the hippies look ridiculous. There's a reason they're presented to you as dirty, lazy, stoners thus making them unappealing.
  • The reason is simple: the hippies were dangerous, and society never wants ANYTHING like that to happen again.
  • Do not forget Michael Brown
  • Do not forget how the media dehumanized him and tried to justify his murder
  • Do not forget how peaceful protests were painted as savage riots
  • Do not forget police armed with military grade weapons terrorized and arrested black civilians
  • Do not forget Darren Wilson being awarded over $200,000 in fundraiser donations for murdering an unarmed black child
  • Do not forget that this system was not built to defend us, but to control us
  • Do not forget Ferguson 

Pride parades are known for glitter, upbeat music and happy people dancing on bright floats, as they make their way through loud, colorful crowds.

This was not a pride parade.

“Stonewall began as a riot,” Sian Lewis, a member of the D.C. planning committee for the Equality March, said, as “YMCA” by the Village People blared from large, black speakers behind her.

“We are living the legacy of Stonewall,” she said.

Crowds stretched for blocks across the parade route near the National Mall, and while Lewis said they anticipated more than 200,000 marchers, she said the number of people who showed up blew their expectations.

Lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, queer, straight, white, black, Latinx Americans and people from across the world all marched in solidarity Sunday to protest how they believe the Trump administration could negatively affect the LGBT community.

Participants were all ages. And they came from all over the world, on two feet or more.

The political march for equality comes one day after the Pride Parade in D.C., while marches and protests are ongoing around the country this June for Pride month.

And many participants feel as if this time in history is a turning point for the LGBT movement. They see it as an opportunity to note that while LGBT rights increased over the past decade, there’s still a long way to go.

D.C. Equality March Makes Pride Political

Photos: Liam James Doyle/NPR

there’s an american veteran on the telly that genuinely believes that his going and fighting in Iraq was ‘to defend your right to protest’? Nobody even queries it… it’s just interesting how this wildly implausible piece of magical thinking gets treated as some sort of natural truism by people whose job it is to ask questions. It’d be great if just once someone was asked to talk us through it, like how going and fighting in Vietnam or Iraq or Afghanistan is related in any way to the american people’s right to free speech or protest - how did you get from A to B there
Mike Pence's Flagrant Waste of Taxpayer Money
The vice president spent more than most Americans make in a year traveling to an NFL game to perform a political stunt.
By Conor Friedersdorf

On Sunday, Vice President Mike Pence made a big show of leaving an NFL game early. He declared himself upset that some players knelt during the singing of the Star Spangled Banner. “I will not dignify any event that disrespects our soldiers, our flag, or our national anthem,“ he declared, as if attacking those things was the intent of the athletes.

The NFL players knelt in protest because they believe that African Americans are being denied their self-evident rights to life and liberty by a prejudiced criminal-justice system.

“This is not about the military, this is not about the flag, this is not about the anthem,” 49ers Safety Eric Reid later told reporters. “My mother served in the armed forces. Three of my uncles served … I have the utmost respect for the military, for the anthem, for the flag … This is about systemic oppression that has been rampant in this country … I will keep doing what I feel is necessary, to use the platform that I have, to make changes. It’s really disheartening when everything you were raised on, everything I was raised on, was to be the best person I can be, to help people who need help, and the vice president of the United States is trying to confuse the message that we’re trying to put out there. I don’t know what to say about it.”

Pence is not compelled to agree with how players protest. But by fleeing the entire NFL game, he adopted the tactics of a childish, petulant snowflake who reacts to speech he dislikes by misrepresenting it, expressing umbrage, and retreating to a “safe space.”

The major difference?

When an immature teenager makes a show of fleeing from expression that he regards as politically incorrect, he’s typically evading ideas he ought to confront on his own dime. Whereas Pence spent taxpayer money to get to that NFL game. Lots of it.

my official stance on the alt-right racist riots in charlottesville va that as of yet have resulted in the death of one anti-rioter and the injuries of at least 19 others is that i am disgusted not only by the actions of the alt-right but by the reactions of anyone else who isn’t disgusted and horrified that we let it get this far. not to mention i’m angry, truly angry that nobody’s calling this vile “rally” what it is: it’s a riot, it’s an act of terrorism, it’s an anti-humanist insult of the gravest degree. 

i don’t want these hideous, hateful monsters as my neighbours. i don’t want them as my leaders. i don’t want them in my society, nor anyone else’s. i want them defeated. i want them gone. and i want anyone who agrees with them gone as well.

i can believe we as a species let something like this get so far. i don’t like it, but it’s happened before – we just love tearing other people to shreds, don’t we? with with anger, hatred, violence, with politics and economics, with division, separation, and suppression of minority groups, with poor education and intentional misrememberance of history. it’s happened before, it’s happened so much, and with catastrophic consequences. and that makes me sad. it makes me miserable.

but that all of this continues to this day, and that nobody wants to commit to naming the threat, isolating it, and eliminating it – that doesn’t make me sad, it makes me absolutely furious. you know who’s responsible. you know who’s poisoning your country. the so-called alt-right, the kkk, the neo-nazis, and the enablers, anyone who would rather live across the street from a bigot than a black person. there aren’t “many sides” causing this problem, there’s only the one. 

and there are fewer of them than there are of the rest of us.

but you already knew i would say all this. you all already knew i would feel this way, right? i stand by my words, and i own them. and if you don’t like them, then feel free to leave.

also, click the link and read the news. you can’t get all of your information from social media, because it’s always biased toward who you follow and what they repost, and it’s always basely emotional and reactionary. read the damn news. react on your own terms.

There’s one big difference between the poor and the rich,” Kite says, taking a drag from his cigarette. We are in a pub, at lunch-time. John Kite is always, unless stated otherwise, smoking a fag, in a pub, at lunch-time.
“The rich aren’t evil, as so many of my brothers would tell you. I’ve known rich people – I have played on their yachts – and they are not unkind, or malign, and they do not hate the poor, as many would tell you. And they are not stupid - or at least, not any more than the poor are. Much as I find amusing the idea of a ruling class of honking toffs, unable to put their socks on without Nanny helping them, it is not true. They build banks, and broker deals, and formulate policy, all with perfect competency.
No – the big difference between the rich and the poor is that the rich are blithe. They believe nothing can every really be so bad. They are born with the lovely, velvety coating of blitheness – like lanugo, on a baby – and it is never rubbed off by a bill that can’t be paid; a child that can’t be educated; a home that must be left for a hostel, when the rent becomes too much.
Their lives are the same for generations. There is no social upheaval that will really affect them. If you’re comfortably middle-class, what’s the worst a government policy could do? Ever? Tax you at 90% and leave your bins, unemptied, on the pavement. But you and everyone you know will continue to drink wine – but maybe cheaper – go on holiday – but somewhere nearer – and pay off your mortgage – although maybe later.
Consider, now, then, the poor. What’s the worst a government policy can do to them? It can cancel their operation, with no recourse to private care. It can run down their school – with no escape route to a prep. It can have you out of your house and in a B&B by the end of the year. When the middle classes get passionate about politics, they’re arguing about their treats - their tax-breaks and their investments. When the poor get passionate about politics, they’re fighting for their lives.
Politics will always mean more to the poor. Always. That’s why we strike and march, and despair when our young say they won’t vote. That’s why the poor are seen as more vital, and animalistic. No classical music for us – no walking around National Trust properties, or buying reclaimed flooring. We don’t have nostalgia. We don’t do yesterday. We can’t bare it. We don’t want to be reminded of our past, because it was awful: dying in mines, and slums, without literacy, or the vote. Without dignity. It was all so desperate, then. That’s why the present and the future is for the poor - that’s the place in time for us: surviving now, hoping for better, later. We live now - for our instant, hot, fast treats, to pep us up: sugar, a cigarette, a new fast song on the radio.
You must never, never forget, when you talk to someone poor, that it takes ten times the effort to get anywhere from a bad post-code. It’s a miracle when someone from a bad post-code gets anywhere, son. A miracle they do anything at all.
—  A rant about the divide between the rich and the poor from “How To Build a Girl” by Caitlin Moran

it’s so funny when men say “well why isn’t it ok for guys to wear dresses while women already wear pants!!” as like, some example of reverse sexism, completely ignoring how women protested for centuries to get that right in the first place djfkg

epikegster 2k14 “Oh” au
  • in an au where parse never showed up to epikegster, i like to think jack had his “oh” moment in the hazy dark of that cold, loud winter night
  • (like, what could be more different than graduation? in the warm, bright day, scared but certain of his immediate future, speaking to his father in soft french while bells and birds sing overhead?)
  • it’s a different kind of “oh” – it’s not one last shot before everything changes, it’s one more layer of confusion and uncertainty as he enters his final semester at samwell
  • but it’s also…comforting.

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Celebrities join the #TakeaKnee protest

After President Donald Trump’s comments over the weekend about how NFL players who protest the national anthem should be fired, we watched players, coaches, and entire teams participate in a mass #TakeaKnee protest during Sunday and Monday’s games.

Celebrities quickly showed their support of the movement, but some took it a step further by taking a knee themselves. See the powerful photos above.

Gillian Anderson and David Duchovny

The X-Files pair teamed up to take a knee — like former San Francisco 49ers’ quarterback Colin Kaepernick has done many times in protest of “a country that oppresses black people and people of color.” (Photo: Gillian Anderson via Instagram)

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Tracee Ellis Ross

The Black-ish star dressed down, letting her poignant pose speak for her, and it spoke volumes. (Photo: Tracee Ellis Ross via Instagram)

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John Legend

The singer made a statement from the stage of his Darkness and Light tour. And, yes, wife Chrissy Teigen was behind him — and the athletes protesting. “It is their choice and right to kneel without the leader of our country trying to fire ‘these sons of b***hes,” she wrote to a Twitter commenter, using the president’s quote. (Photo: John Legend via Instagram)

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Olivia Wilde

The actress and her co-stars in Broadway’s 1984 took a knee together at curtain call on Sunday. “Proud to be a part of this cast,” the actress captioned this photo of the moment of unity. “Thank you to our electric audience for your energy and support.” (Photo: Olivia Wilde via Instagram)

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Eddie Vedder

The singer kneeled in front of the audience at the Pilgrimage Music and Cultural Festival in Franklin, Tenn., on Sunday. Earlier in the day, Pearl Jam posted words of support, writing that it’s the players’ constitutional right to stand up, sit down or # takeaknee for equality.” (Photo: Amy Harris/Invision/AP)

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Chuck D

“Take A Damn Knee today,” wrote the rapper, of Public Enemy fame, as he kneeled alongside his Prophets of Rage peers all wearing Colin Kaepernick jerseys. (Photo: Chuck D via Twitter)

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Uzo Aduba

“It’s that easy,” wrote the Orange Is the New Black actress. (Photo: Uzo Aduba via Instagram)

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Pharrell Williams

During A Concert for Charlottesville, the singer got down on both knees. “Can’t nobody tell me what to do,” he said. “If I want to get on my knees right now, for the people of my city, for the people of my state. That’s what that flag is for.” (Photo: Kevin Mazur/Getty Images)

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Stevie Wonder and Dave Matthews

So did Stevie Wonder and Dave Matthews at the same show, A Concert for Charlottesville. “I take a knee for America,” said Wonder, holding Matthews’s hand, “and two knees in prayer for our world.” (Photo: Kevin Mazur/Getty Images)

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Solange Knowles

At the end of her performance of “Don’t Touch My Hair” at the Hollywood Bowl on Sunday, Solange slowly kneeled, stayed there for a moment, and after the crowded clapped, slowly rose back up. (Image: Complex via Twitter)

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poetry-protest-pornography  asked:

I was thinking about Stiles & Derek meeting by chance a few years after Stiles graduates college. It's a quiet reunion for all that they both feel like the world's suddenly burst into color & sound. They stare for a long moment, then exhale almost in tandem as they move closer together, closing the small distance like they're being pulled by a string or magnetically charged. They're right in front of each other in the space of a breath, unstoppable smiles curving their mouths up, (1/2)

“hi” pressed into one another’s shoulders as they move into each other’s arms. They hold each other for a long moment, the noise and movement around them ignored as they pull away, fingers trailing down arms, resting on hips, neither letting go completely; the world narrowed down to just the two of them. They look at each other in soft wonder, almost afraid to look away. 

After another long moment, one of them suggests they sit, they end up close enough to feel each other’s warmth & talk until the sun sets. At some point, their hands found each other & they’re both pleasantly surprised to find them still entwined when they get up to get dinner. They stay that way until they’re seated. By the time the meal is over, they’re holding hands again, still not eager to let go, but this time it’s not for fear of it all being a wishful dream, but because the warmth of hope and the feeling of a new start that’s welling up in the scant inches between them.

This is so precious, Rachael <3 I honestly have nothing to add.