i respect people who respect food

i wish people would stop seeing animated movies at the result of big name studios and see them rather as the result of the hard work of hundreds of artists who dedicated their time and effort into creating something for us to enjoy

the people who were silent about this election or who tweeted vague comments about not judging people for their vote because they voted for the conservatives - if you voted for the tories (a government that wants to take away human rights, gut the nhs, have nurses using food banks, have a rape clause for benefits, kill disabled people by removing their benefits, continue neoliberal austerity, bring back fox hunting, and rob dementia patients of their home) then yes i will judge you. i don’t have respect for people who are in positions of privilege and are okay with watching others suffer from the comfort of that privilege. i don’t respect people who will gladly criticise someone like donald trump but have no interest in helping those suffering in the uk because having a progressive labour government might mean if you’re wealthy you pay a bit more tax.

the saddest thing is that SM are sleeping on f(x).

did you know there was this one time i almost gave up on shipping reylo?

it was around the time rogue one was in cinemas and i hardcore shipped rebelcaptain. i guess i thought liking reylo hindered me from interacting with other people who also liked rebelcaptain because they hated reylo. 

so, like a normal human being who was tired of receiving hate in their shipping community and thought that it was already getting really toxic, i took a hiatus from shipping reylo. shipping rebelcaptain, for me, finally felt like i was accepted in the star wars fandom. everyone also likes my ship, oh my god! finally, something we can all agree on! 

but i was wrong. see, there was a mutual of mine who started hating rebelcaptain because it was too obvious and i quote, “too hetero”. anyway, i sort of got intrigued, so i started going through their blog. the hate was intense. they (and other bloggers) seemed to bash jyn for not being enough for cassian (e.g. jyn was too problematic, cassian deserves someone like bodhi, yada yada yada).

somehow, it was then that i realized you never really can please everyone. we all have different opinions. some are even totally far from our own. why did i want to unlike a ship that made me happy (albeit, problematic) in order to please other people and make them like me? i don’t know. 

i ship reylo because it’s something—something even i can’t explain. given, it might be the chemistry between the actors, but i also love the depth behind it. i love how, for me and other shippers, it mirrors beauty and the beast—a story i’ve loved ever since i was young. 

i like fictional complicated relationships. i’m curious as to how they would overcome their current problems and find a way to be with each other in the end. 

i’ll be honest, i actually did think reylo was abusive before. i mean, he “mind-raped” her and threw her against a tree forgodsake. 

however, after reading the novelization and actually watching tfa over and over, i came to the conclusion that it wasn’t. first of all, they are not in a relationship. they are in different sides of a war; of course, they’re supposed to hate each other. it’s not an abusive relationship. 

second, antis point out that kylo’s this and kylo’s that, but they never really see what rey was capable of doing—protecting herself. you say he mind-raped her, well, she did that to him too. you say he threw her against a tree, well, she sliced his face and shoulder with a lightsaber. you say he hurt her friends and her newly-found father figure, well: 

  1. finn was already in kylo’s bad side. let’s not forget (or maybe people hadn’t really paid attention to this scene), kylo let finn go in jakku. kylo felt something awakening in FN-2187, but he decided to let that go and carry on. he could’ve reported it to phasma, but he didn’t. it was a big mistake for him, considering that if he had reported it, poe dameron may not have escaped with finn in the first place. that’s honestly why i think kylo hates finn—it’s because all of the mistakes that happened afterwards rooted from his compassion. 
  2. poe dameron hadn’t yet interacted with rey, therefore, i don’t consider them as friends. but okay, let’s still roll with it. of course kylo had to hurt poe—he had the map. also, they’re enemies at war. you have to do everything to win a war, including hurting and/or killing another person. 
  3. it was implied that killing han solo was snoke’s final test for kylo. of course some people thought that oh he’s irredeemable because he did what luke couldn’t do. well, maybe they’re right. but, instead of making him stronger, it made him weaker. it was the complete opposite of what snoke had promised him. it was a test he ultimately failed because instead of being pulled to the dark side, it pulled him even more to the light. 

let’s face it, reylo may never be canon. either they really are related, rey hates him too much to ever forgive him for the things he’d done, kylo may fully embrace the dark side throughout the two remaining films, or maybe something else. i don’t ship it because oh right damn yeah this is going to be canon yada yada yada. i ship it because, well, i goddamn like it. i like their dynamic. so what? 

i understand that a lot of people already like finn and rey together. i get that. i get that you like safe and unproblematic relationships. heck, i used to ship it (it was the fans that turned me off tbh). also, i already have that in real life. this is fiction we’re talking about. hello, it’s not like i want my boyfriend to suddenly be all murderous and villainy. i don’t support abuse, i am not racist, i am not a nazi. seriously, people who think that way are so shallow-minded.

i just love how two force-sensitives have their destinies intertwined with each other (if this turns out to be familial, i’m literally going to burst). i just love angsty fics that have me staying up all night and crying afterwards. i just love reylo. 

is that so bad? for some people, yes it is. but can they, at least, respect my own opinion? i respect theirs and i get out of their way. it’s the most rational thing to do. you don’t repeatedly buy food you hate just to eat it, barf it out, and tell everyone how much you hate it. seriously man, that’s just plain stupid.

ask-planet-flower-vmin  asked:

(( PSA PSA PSA : TODAY IS THE FIRST DAY OF RAMADAN AND IT LASTS UNTIL JUNE 24 SO PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL AND REFRAIN FROM POSTING NSFW STUFF FOR THIS WHOLE MONTH ++ DO N O T ASK US "oh how do you do it i cant stay that long without eating XD" ITS NOT QUIRKY WE HATE THAT ++ DONT SEND US FOOD OR WATER THANK YOU PSA WITH BAT ILY NOTI ))

PSA WITH BAT!!! 

So I will also be fasting out of respect for my parents, I’m not a muslim but I don’t mind fasting that much. Please respect these people since it’s actually a really good thing to do and it can become really hard for them ^^ 

((Good luck with the ramadan everyone who is participating <3))

Why is it that a majority of vegans try to guilt others to get them to be like them? 

I hate that so damn much. I’m trying to eat my chicken sandwich at college and some basic fool that I’ve never seen or spoken to glares at me and says, “Oh, you’re pretty brave for eating that poor chicken. I could never do that." 

So, I just said, "You’re pretty brave for interrupting my lunch with your bullshit.” and walked away. 

This is why “Find the Vegan” is around. It’s a joke. It’s funny how you could post anything or say anything, and some random asshole (who keeps giving all vegans/vegetarians a bad name) will come out of nowhere and act like a pretentious jerk. So you made a choice to not eat anything that comes from an animal, good for you. Do you want a cookie? I promise it’s vegan. 

They get so pissed when people don’t respect their food choices, but they can’t respect others on their food choices. 

Confessions of a food service employee

Ok, I’ve been meaning to say these thing for a while now, and I finally have time to do so. I am only a hostess at a bar/restaurant, but let me tell you, it’s really fucking hard and tiring to deal with countless rude and obnoxious people almost every day. So let me give you some tips as to how to treat us workers like real people instead of robots and slaves.

•Our restaurant has multiple entrances, but we have one host stand up at the front. If you seat yourself without telling one of the hosts, we don’t know which server has been sat or not. If you didn’t know, that’s perfectly ok, just come up to the front and we will seat you. Don’t be rude to us if we ask you to move tho, we are just following rules.

•Please do not ask to sit at a specific seating section. You are here to eat food, not to sightsee. We also have to be fair to all of our servers and make sure they all have the same chance to make money. If we sit multiple tables with the same server, they will be overwhelmed and your service will not be good. Please let us sit you where we need you.

•If you have bigger parties, you might not be seated right away. We only have a limited number of 8 top tables and one 12 top table. If you cannot be seated immediately, do not ask us to move chairs or tables together. It is a fire hazard and we are not allowed to do so. Just wait patiently.

•Please tip your servers well. Seriously, they don’t make a whole lot hourly and the only real money they make is the tips they receive. They’re all very tired and are forced to put on a smile everyday for very ungrateful and grumpy customers. They’ve been running around all day in a hot restaurant and kitchen to make sure you’re happy, please treat them with respect.

•If there is a wait, we cannot make people leave their seats for you, nor do we control where your name is on the list. Yelling at the hosts will not make you be seated any faster. If anything, it will have you kicked out.

•If it’s a hot day, we understand if you want to come inside to cool down. But you aren’t gonna be the only one with that idea. The more people inside of the restaurant, the hotter it’s gonna be. Please don’t just sit at a table to cool off, you will have to stand in a designated area. Tables are for people who want to order food. And please don’t give us a hard time for it either, again, we are just doing what we’re told.

•Please drink responsibly. I know this one should be obvious, but some people can’t handle their alcohol. People become belligerent and obnoxious, and sometimes even violent. No one wants to deal with a drunk.

•Lastly, and maybe most important, please do not act like you are God’s gift to this earth! Your business is very important to us, but so is everyone else’s. You aren’t the end all, be all when it comes to a restaurant. We have to take care of everybody who walks in, not just you. Please be respectful and patient when you eat out, it just makes life easier.

If anybody else had anything to add, please do so. This is all I can think to say for now. But please, be a decent human being to people in the restaurant industry, it’s a medial and frustrating job and most people working only have this job. They need the money badly and will put up with almost anything to make it. Everyone would just be happier if we gave workers in the food industry the respect they deserve. This has been a PSA. Thank you.

45.Charles Xavier Request

iknowyouwuvme requested: Can you do a preference with 3, 45 and 33? Thanks :)

Hello mon friend! So we posted the links to the other two which hopefully reached you ok but here is number 45, all ready to rumba. Hope you enjoy :) Happy Reading!

~Tab

You sat in the attic, toe to toe with Charles. Well, not actually toe-to-toe, but figuratively speaking. You were both cross-legged, facing each other, your knees just lightly brushing. You both came up here sometimes when the others got too much or life got too hectic. When people stared at you funny in the supermarket for being a mutant. Whenever the struggles of life got out of hand, you both had this place. You could come up here to talk to each other and not feel alone in a sea of people. You were sat here on this day not because of any incident in particular, just a feeling of sadness that had washed over you. Thinking about it further you thought it must be that you were picking up on Charles’ sadness. Picking up on the feeling that things were wrong. It was just a matter of getting him to open up and tell you what was on his mind. You sat there thinking, both of you silent, which was quite normal for the both of you. The silence wasn’t heavy or awkward. It didn’t suffocate the both of you at all. It was soft, peaceful. Companionable. Almost sweet.

Lips pursed you thought of something.

“Tell me a secret.” You said suddenly. Charles lowered his eyebrows in thought.

“What?”

“Tell me a secret. Could be anything. Could be what you named your pet as a kid, that you secretly enjoy ballet, what’s weighing on your mind?”

“Well, firstly my enjoyment of ballet is not a secret,” Charles winked, “but secondly, I didn’t have a pet as a kid.”

“You didn’t have a pet as a kid?”

“No, but I did find out I could telepathically communicate with animals quite early on.” You smiled.

“Do cats have interesting thoughts?”

“Oh the most interesting. Mostly comprising of food or wanting to bite people who don’t show them the proper respect. That’s cat’s secret, if you were wondering. Cats bite only those who are not respecting them. Well, that and sometimes at random to show affection or if they’re feeling cheeky or playful.” You laughed.

“You’re making it up as you go along!” You observed, trying to get your breath back.

“That is… undoubtedly true.” He laughed along with you.

“Well, here’s a real secret for you. I had a conversation the other day with a dog; I didn’t even know I could do that! Who would’ve thought what with my powers not relating to anything to do with animals or minds or talking and yet I had a conversation with a dog. Yup. He told me he loves chasing his tail but it always makes him sad because at the end of it all he has to give up because he can’t catch it. I told him he’d be more upset if he did!” Charles was in hysterics. It was probably due to the fact that he’d been sad and now you could both just enjoy mucking around… maybe not due to the idea of a dog being upset should he actually catch his tail but it didn’t matter. The point wasn’t to have a deep and meaningful, it was to make Charles feel better, like he always did for you. Should he wish to tell you what was praying on his mind, then that was fine by you. You would support him, but now, you talked and laughed and joked about the most ridiculous things you could think of. Mice having debates about cheese and then acting out the things you’d “heard” the mice say.

“Ah yes, I heard a mouse say the other day that he liked Camembert best because it’s texture is much creamier than that of Swiss.”

“And I heard that Blue cheese is all the rage with the female mice of today. Very empowering cheese. Sorry, not empowering. Overpowering. The smell is overpowering.”

You laughed and laughed until finally it was time to revisit the real world. You both left the attic, smiling and happy, but before you opened the trap-door-like exit, Charles grabbed your arm and stopped you. He kissed you softly and tenderly.

“That wasn’t the thing on your mind, was it?” You asked as you pulled away.

“No… I was worried if I could lead the team. If I could live up to their expectations. But talking to you… it reminded me that I don’t have to be something else, I can just be me and be confident that I’ll do my best and they’ll accept that.” You leaned in and kissed him again but pulled away again because you were laughing.

“What? What is it?” Charles asked confused.

“Sorry… sorry. It’s just…. Empowering cheese.”

my goal in life is to own a big house with some decent land(maybe a farm) and take in mentally ill, disabled, abused, and/or lgbtq+ kids/teens/young adults and help them get started on their own. we would own lots of hypoallergenic dogs, have access to mental healthcare/medical care, and would have great big “family” dinners in the tv room with food that was respectful of peoples diet restrictions. pronouns, disorders, and physical limitations would be respected. everyone would do what they can, if they can have even a slight part time job or could only do a few menial chores, that would be wonderful. maybe we would have a workshop and make things to sell online or at shows. i would be everyone’s mom/weird aunt and when i eventually die, everyone will remember me as someone who exemplified “be the person you needed when you were younger.”

I’m thinking about Beau and Ronny hunting, they definitely do it cus uhhh free food, but also they don’t use or own any guns  cus they’re already a walking, talking killing machine evolution wise. 

They just go off into the deep woods once a week or so and strip down and rack up. I can’t see either of them having much respect for people around them who hunt using weapons tho, they grew up just using their bodies so its like “oh you caught that deer from 50 yards back using a bullet?? that’s…nice” and they have even less respect for people who hunt just for ‘sport’ and not even to eat, like fuck that

DAN DID NOT COME OUT!!! (psa)

Him painted his nails, that doesn’t mean he is gay, bisexual, pansexual, heterosexual or anything. 

It means he painted his nails. He broke gender roles. 

And gender and sexuality are two different things.


And his tweet about Frank Ocean wasn’t him “coming out” either. It’s a tweet and along with sexuality and gender, the tweet also said “favorite food” I don’t think it was particularly serious.


If you are a fan of Dan, (or Phil, or anyone for that matter) respect their privacy.
Allow them to discover themselves and who they are and what them like, without being pestered with people asking them whether or not they are gay- or worse, while they are trying to find themselves, their “fans” tell them what they are. 

You don’t know what Dan is. Dan knows Dan better than you. You know danisnotonfire. 


If you are a fan of Dan (or anyone), be supportive, but respectful.   

be kind, but not overbearing 

evonee  asked:

I was wondering. What do you think of the game's treatment of Rinkah? I know that Rinkah and the Flame Tribe are supposed to be based on Oni, but the way IntSys went about it is pretty gross.

I have Many Thoughts.

I think in part Rinkah gets thrown under the bus due to the lack of attention that the game pays to the tribes. Granted, the games don’t dwell on any place for more than two seconds, but considering the overarching context of the plot(s), it seems a little silly to create all kinds of places with “unique traditions” just to ignore them once you’ve recruited “representation” from them. (IMO Cheve doesn’t count since it isn’t separated from the rest of the in-game world by being referred to as a tribe.)

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REASONS TO LOVE BOO SEUNGKWAN AS TOLD BY CARATS- Part1

Originally posted by seungkvvan

                    “he’s boo seungkwan.@cutiepatoodie

                     "he overwhelms me" @jiiminyoongii

          “This kid makes me so proud of him. Even my mom loves                                                    him.” @sanbaljeogin

-his sense of humor make my day everyday!.

-he’s unapologetically himself; amazing and doesn’t hide his personality.

-He has a lot of charm and knows how to make people happy.

-He has a worldly quality; an absolute sweetheart. Such a genuinely amiable and kind-hearted person!

- hes so humble he makes me want to cry.

-He never forgets where he’s from because I swear Jeju is mentioned everywhere he goes.

-His ability to brighten everyone’s day with his sass and spontaneity.

- seungkwan is honestly so sweet and caring.

-he’s so adorable and cute literally a flower just beautiful.

- he’s able to get along with people really quickly.

-always really polite and respectful towards staff members other groups

-witty af.

-his energy .

- he’s cute 24/7.

- those rare moments when he’s really hot and i wanna roll off of a cliff.

-I love how insecure he can be secretly, but he would never let it stop him from being who he is.

-relatable. When he said diets always start tomorrow, and his recent tweet reply to a fan that was like ‘do you think you can seduce me with food?? ur right’ same. this kid gets it guys.

-hes so filled with love and respect.

-he works his hardest and you can see how much he cares in the effort he puts into everything,

-He never feels anything by halves.

-the love he shows makes me feel more loved like no matter what he’d love you, he’d see the good in you.

     "boo seungkwan is perfect if you don’t love seungkwan we can’t be                                friends and I’m not even sorry"

        “what can’t boo seungkwan do???" @honeyboobooseungkwan


all reasons listed are from: @cutiepatoodie @17caratjokespledis @sanbaljeogin @jung-kookin @bathinginvernonsvoice @feministyoonmin @dopekwan @yoon-hong @jejuboos @ttamagucci

Thin privilege does not exist. Get the fuck over yourselves and stop making thinner people feel like shit for being thin. You make the choice not to eat healthy. Its your own fault for not even trying to eat healthier or exercise. Just because someone does doesn’t mean you’re better than them because you’re happy with being overweight. If you like being overweight then fine. But don’t make people feel like shit for wanting to eat right and be healthy. And certainly don’t disregard actual medical advice from your doctor. If you being overweight is effecting your health then it is only common sense to try to start eating more healthy. Being overweight is not normal and society isn’t telling you to be thin just to look “better ” (even though I won’t deny that some media tries to portray that) but to encourage healthy eating that has been proven to lower your risk of heart disease high blood pressure and high cholesterol which are all terrible things to do to your body. Respect your health enough that it doesn’t effect you in the long run. You need to respect your body and eating healthy is a great start. I understand people shame fat people for being fat. I don’t think its right. Although we can’t ignore the fact that most people who are overweight have an eating disorder. Continuing to eat large masses of junk food is damaging the body and is just as damaging as anorexia or bulimia. If you know you are eating way too much and you find it difficult to stop then you have an eating disorder and it should not be something you’re proud of. You need to get help right away. Telling someone who is thin that may also have n eating disorder that they have thin privilege s just ridiculous. Thin people don’t have any more privilege than you do. All you people need to stop ignoring the facts and start taking care of yourselves. If you don’t wish to eat healthily that’s your choice but don’t shame people who choose to do so.

TL:DR Thin privilege is a really stupid made up concept used to shame people for eating healthier than they do. And it can also be damaging to people who suffer from anorexia or bulimia.

I really fucking hate vegans. I would surround myself with nothing but meat eaters before I surrounded myself with vegans, and I’m a vegetarian.

Vegans are some of the most pretentious pieces of shit that has unfortunately inhabited this planet. The goal of veganism is great, but the attitude is fucking horrifying. Stop terrorizing meat eaters, vegetarians and those who are not vegan. Stop insulting people for their choice in diet. Stop being so fucking militant and expect people to become vegans simply ‘because you fucking said so’. You’re turning people away from veganism. You’re turning vegetarians away from veganism because we do not want to be lumped in the same category as vegans with all of those negative stereotypes. 

Also news flash. not everyone can afford to be on a vegan/vegetarian/meat-free diet. The prices of organic and whole foods, along with specially made vegan/vegetarian/natural items is almost DOUBLE of it’s dairy/meat/processed counterparts. 

Another thing is stop making people feel like shit because they are TOO UNHEALTHY for an animal free diet. Bottom line is you have to have pretty good health, or at least decent health in order to be able to become a vegan, or even a vegetarian. I could never be a vegan, because I’m slightly unhealthy as it is and my doctor doesn’t even think I should be vegetarian because of my health. Shut the fuck up with saying that Vegetarians are just lazy. 

I love being a vegetarian. I love the idea of not being a contributor to the cruelty of the meat industry. You can stand alone and make a difference, believe it or not. I would never disrespect anyone for choosing to eat meat. I would never tell people what they can and can’t eat in front of me. I don’t rant to meat eaters because they are allowed to eat whatever they want and I can still be friends with people who eat meat. Everyone who I have even dated has been a meat eater, and I became a vegetarian before I even started dating. As long as you respect me, I can respect you and we can live peacefully.

Vegans though, almost every vegan I have met online and off are just fucking pretentious cunts, and I want nothing to do with them. I want to be proven wrong and to meet one vegan who’s not a cunt. 

anonymous asked:

Okay so basically I'm in year 11 at school and my friends are just not into the same things as me. Like I like them and all but all they wanna do is get drunk every weekend and hook up with new guys and really I just don't know what to do. They always judge me for not doing what they're doing and I know I shouldn't care but when it keeps happening it really just makes me feel like there's something wrong with me

I just wrote out like a 10000 word answer to this and then tumblr crashed so I apologise if this response isn’t as good, bare with me.

There is NOTHINGGGGGGG at all wrong with you. I promise, from the bottom of my heart. When I was in Year 11 I felt the EXACT same way. I still did all those things but I wasn’t actually interested in them, and hadn’t realised yet that that was totally fine. Everyone at that age has an idea of what teenagers are ‘supposed’ to do, so they do it, even if they don’t want to. My friend Ari and I call ourselves nanas because we love spending our time in ways that most women over the age of 80 would, but in reality there is absolutely no prerequisites for any age or gender.

The truth is, once high school finishes, people (hopefully) stop trying to be cool, and realise they should focus on doing what they love. Now, every single one of my friends would rather stay in, cook a meal and watch movies over going to some random club, spending money on entry or alcohol and hooking up with strangers. I did all of those things at my birthday a few years ago but the highlight of the night for me was when we all came home at 2am and watched The School of Rock and ate snacks. Once you leave that school environment, people don’t care as much what their peers think, because the whole world becomes your peers and you realise how much better it is to be different and stand out than to blend in with the crowd.

The biggest help for me was having an incredibly wide variety of friends. Not only were there the girls and boys I sat with at school, but everyone else from outside it too. The people I was closest with wasn’t the ones from recess and lunch, but rather the ones I met when we were 15 taking acting classes, making complete fools of ourselves together. I’ve also played hockey since I was five so that community is a bunch of people I know too (although most of them do love to drink hahaha), there’s people from primary school, my neighbourhood, Instagram and even on here. My advice is to put yourself out there, expand your horizons and follow your passions. For me it was acting and hockey, for you it might be writing and tennis, sculpture and swimming, dancing and gaming or anything at all. Take up spaces in this world that make you happy, and you’ll find other people doing the same. That’s how you meet like-minded people and find the friends who help you realise you really aren’t alone at all.

When I was in Years 7 and 8 I completely hid a good majority of my interests and personality because they weren’t considered ‘cool’ at all. I joined in with other people’s music interests, hobbies and lingo, but in reality it wasn’t me. Not until I started talking to a girl in another class (via msn) and realising how much we had in common, did I realise that there was nothing wrong with loving the things I loved. In those following years we continued doing our favourite activities together, listening to music we loved, talking about things that interested us (shoutout @stolenhour couldn’t have done it without you) and I felt comfortable. By the end of high school, I would go so far as to say I was one of the happiest and most confident people there. I embraced the things that made me happy whole-heartedly, and while everyone else may not have shared those interests, I think they really respected that I respected them myself. I began gaining ‘popularity’ online and the things I had once thought were too daggy (my love of lizzie mcguire and jojo, my preference to stay home on a friday night watching harry potter over partying, my love of 90s fashion/culture etc) were now some of the things others most loved about me, because they thought they were alone in that appreciation too. Some of the girls who made fun of me for bringing (and loving) really healthy foods in high school are now the ones hashtagging #cleaneats and striving for their #summerbods. People thought I was crazy to line up outside a little bar all day to see some country singer perform (and end up meeting her, just sayin), now Taylor Swift tickets cost hundreds of dollars and everyone would love to see her live. My point is, do what you love! Life is too short to try and be like everyone else, especially if it means being miserable. Don’t dim your own light just so you won’t shine brighter than anyone else. As Oliver James once said, “Why are you trying so hard to fit in, when you were born to stand out?” EMBRACE YOUR UNIQUENESS, IT IS WHAT MAKES YOU YOU!

Most likely, you have never voiced these thoughts that you just told me to the friends at your school. Therefore, they have never had the chance to reveal they might feel the same way. Nobody wants to be the outsider, so they keep quiet too. Why not open up to someone, or invite them to a slumber party instead of drinking one weekend? You might be pleasantly surprised (and they may be thankful for the change too).

To finish, I’ll share with you a poem I love. I’s called Masks by Shel Silverstein:

“She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.”

ALSO: To show you that you aren’t alone, I have created a Facebook group for all of you to join (if you’d like). It’s going to be a positive and safe space where you can talk about your interests, hobbies, thoughts and anything at all. You can make like minded friends all across the world and realise that everyone else is just like you :)

https://www.facebook.com/groups/1540477509588900/

anonymous asked:

do you respect people who are not vegan?

I respect people who aren’t vegan and are still ignorant to the horrors of animal agriculture (on both the animals and the environment) and the health detriments of animal foods. But I find it difficult to respect people who KNOW and still choose to turn a blind eye cause “meat tastes good”…. Like wtf are you doing with your life. Do you wanna get cancer? Do you wanna fuck up this earth for your future children? Do you want a being’s life to be taken from them every time you eat?

Some Black People Hate Themselves

Some black people hate themselves. Because they hate themselves, sometimes if another black person enters their presence, some folks will direct their inner hatred outward, towards the other colored person in the room. They may not perceive their negative actions to be a byproduct of self-hatred. They may believe that they are doing their jobs by upholding centuries old acts of discrimination that often accompany predominantly white spaces trained by years of implicit bias against blackness.

This October I was on an hours long train ride to Vermont and had an experience with a black service man who I believe clearly hated himself. He projected this hatred onto me and the other black passenger I traveled with. How do I know this? Based on his interaction with white patrons, our interactions were night and day.

He saw me enter Business Class in Philly. He saw the white conductor check my ticket. He knew that if I did not hold a business class ticket, I would not be permitted to stay in my seat. We made eye contact a number of times throughout the trip. I saw him glance in my direction while I unabashedly bopped my head to Prince and Mos Def. I was the only person of color in business class.

A few hours into the ride, I got a text from a friend of mine who happened to be on the same train, but in coach. We decided to meet up in the eating area, next to business class. I got up from my seat for the first time to meet my friend, who also happened to be black. As I passed by the black service man, only a couple steps into the dining car, I made eye contact with him again. I gave him the nod, but he didn’t budge. I should’ve known then. I never got off this train from Philly. I caught eyes a number of times with this black service man, and for the entire ride sat only a few steps away from him with no curtain to block the view. I never thought I’d receive the amount of shade he would eventually throw my way.

We were now somewhere in Massachusetts. Me and my friend James sat at the dining table and talked for about a half hour. The black service man saw us. At one point, he even sat at the table behind us. We decided we’d get some grub from his food station. Not even the hello the white folks ahead of us got. He coldly asked my friend for his ID when he ordered wine. Ok, I thought. He is a young looking fellow. Then it was my turn, I asked for a pizza and inquired about the free water you get when riding in business class. Do you know, dude had the audacity to say, “Oh, you were in business class?”

I looked at him like fool, please. He then asked me to show him my ticket. I hesitated for a moment. I thought about how to best respond to this dude who clearly had a problem with us both from the jump. What he was insinuating with his question and demand for my ticket really disappointed me. He not only gave me the “you don’t belong here attitude” and look, he also basically accused me of trying to get over for a measly bottle of free water just to belittle me and perhaps in some strange way, put me in my place.

I smirked at him and looked him in the eye and said, “Yes, I am in business class. You saw me sitting right over there,” I pointed to my business class seat directly in eye view of this knuckle-head self-hater. “But, ok” I continued. I pulled out my ticket and he gave me my water. As I walked away, I said to my friend so the guy could hear me, “Some black people, just hate themselves.”

Chuckling as we walked away, in reality the whole exchange was sobering. The black man working there, didn’t begin to ease up on his outward display of self-hate until the white conductor interacted with us, playfully making jokes, pointing out the white kooks on the train dressed in aluminum foil. I wondered if the black guy would question them, or disapprovingly stare at them the way he’d done the normally dressed black folks on the train.  Much later in the trip, my friend ordered another vino, I could sense the black service man wanted to say no or card him yet again, but knew we had peeped his real issue. It wasn’t us. It was him. By the time we arrived to Vermont, he didn’t dare make eye contact again.

Unfortunately, maybe it isn’t necessarily that black service man’s fault that he might hate himself and anyone that looks like him. Blacks have been socially conditioned to hate themselves so deep that many don’t realize that in acting out against self, nobody feels the wrath of that insecurity more than self. The rejection of self-worth through the negative treatment of others does not preserve self but instead buries the possibilities of self.

It’s hard to break the cycle because it’s systemic and engrained in American culture. Folks like the black service man may believe that by acting as an overseer, oppressor-type that they are standing some ground, wielding a power over those they don’t believe deserve respect or dignity. Maybe the truth is, the black service man and others like him, don’t believe they’re deserving of the very respect they willingly withhold from certain people specifically because of the color of their skin. The very same skin they bear. I believe my being there, in business class, where he was tasked with “serving me” disturbed him.  Some black people just don’t like themselves. Rather, they don’t know themselves well enough to treat others who look like them with the same respect they instinctively give to white folks. 

anonymous asked:

How do you feel about eating meat/animal products? There's such a big spotlight on the vegan movement right now and I don't know how I feel.Facts are so skewed on both sides. I know it's better for the environment to eat less animal produce and I don't want any other living thing to suffer for my greed, but there is also a kind of sense to the natural world. Animals eat other animals. Do we have a responsibility to look after animals we could see as products because we are more self conscious?

We are apart of this whole thing. We are this whole thing. Life. We eat the Earth and we are the Earth. It’s that simple. Whatever you eat is Earth. It is that simple.

We, as humans are inexhaustibly cruel to animals, because we have lost our connection to them and we place ourselves above them and feel justified in treating them cruelly. I think (and truly hope) this will change, the vegan movement is a symptom of that impending change coming and the growing awareness of the cruelty that is present in the meat industry. But the vegan movement seems complex and unnatural and there seems to be underlined with anger and frustration and that will only produce the same thing in this world and serve to strengthen the animal cruelty mindset. Anger and separation only produce more anger and separation. Love, connection is lost. We only feel half the love and our connection is incomplete. We love the animals and we respect the animals, but what seems to be left out is the people who are treating the animals cruelly. We disregard them and don’t honor, love or respect them and this is what they need. We do to them what they do to the animals and this will continue until Love truly reigns. Unconditional Love reigns. We fight them and so they feel there is something to fight back at and so the whole thing carries on. The cruelty persists. Because this is to oppose reality. Cruelty is. That can change but this is reality now. I feel we eat too much meat and use too many meat products as a species, but I don’t feel there is anything wrong with eating meat, nor is there anything wrong with being vegan. Both exist and both are fine. There is something wrong with treating anything with cruelty, the cruelty is wrong not the consumption of the animals.

There is cruelty in what we call nature and animals eat animals, animals are cruel to other animals, you’re right and there is something poetic or inspiring about that whole cycle. I would feel honored if an animal ate me and my physical body carried on as that animal. Maybe, instead of being buried or cremated, I’ll wander into the woods and let a bear or a wolf eat me after I die, or jump in the ocean and let a white shark eat me, so my body can live on as them for a bit, then when the bear, shark or wolf died maybe a bird would eat them and a part of both of us would carry on as the bird. This would be better, I think than letting maggots eat me or worms. Or at least a more interesting an idea. And in this way an animal can live on through me. An animal I eat can live on as a human and it can aide me and strengthen and propel me in my life. And Life strives on. Animals have there time and need honor, respect and love. I have my time and I honor, respect and love myself and I know my place in the whole and honor that place and live Life. The animals that come after me will have their place and I honor that and respect that, by honoring the fact that I will die and my physical atoms will live on with them.

I think we as humans, because we have a level of awareness of the whole cycle and we are aware of the cruelty we can inflict on others and other living things, we need to be conscious of this and act appropriately and treat everyone and everything like they should be, like the god they are. We do this on a practical level by supporting the people who treat animals with respect and with honor. We do this by researching and spending our money on food that is treated with respect and we can raise our own awareness as to who treats them ethically and who is mistreating. This is a personal thing to do and is the way we can change the industry. If we change, they’ll change, because the way they were doesn’t make them a living anymore.

I know this is a controversial topic and these are my thoughts on this. You don’t have to agree with me if you don’t, that’s fine, I respect that. I speak from my experience and you have a different experience than me, that’s just how it is.

~greg