If you were online this weekend, by now you’ve seen or heard of the nine-second racist video uploaded by an anonymous user on YouTube, which shows a group of party-bound Oklahoma Sigma Alpha Epsilon Frat members in formal attire clapping and chanting  while they sing racist lyrics to the tune of “If You’re Happy And You Know It.”

Sunday afternoon, the Sigma Alpha Epsilon’s national headquarters closed its chapter at the University of Oklahoma and suspended the members from the school. 

But this is not the first time this Fraternity has been in trouble or had one of their chapters close down. In 2011 a Cornell University Frat House was sued by Marie Lourdes Andre, for $25 Million over house hazing death of her 19-year-old Haitian-American sophomore son George Desdunes after members from the frat allegedly kidnapped, blindfolded, bound his hands and feet, and forced him to drink so much alcohol that he passed out and died.

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Octavia Blake and Raven Reyes, being stupidly cute.

Guys!! @toodrunktofindaurl drew this beautiful master piece for me as a Patreon reward!

I’m a proud pledger on Maryne’s Patreon page, because I believe she has a shit load of talent, and that such talent should be supported.

Please go ahead and check her out on all social media, she is highly talented and has a great sense of humor!

This is her Patreon page -  Patreon

And these are all the other places you can find her beautiful art - 

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Thank you so much for this, it turned out even better than what I pictured in my head.

***** Please do not repost without tagging the artist and linking it to her *****

Fairy Tail Guild Pledge

I promise to remember Natsu

whenever I see fire.

I promise to remember Lucy

whenever I look up at the stars.

I promise to remember Gray

whenever I’m cold.

I promise to remember Erza

whenever I see the color red.

I promise to remember Wendy

whenever I see someone taking care of others.

I promise to remember Happy

whenever I am happy.

I promise to remember Charle

whenever I see someone scolding others.

I promise to remember Gajeel

whenever I see someone with piercings.

I promise to remember Pantherlily

whenever I see a someone with a baby.

I promise to remember Juvia

whenever I see someone in love.

I promise to remember Cana

whenever I see someone drunk.

I promise to remember Jellal

whenever I see someone remorseful.

I promise to remember Mirajane

whenever I see someone smiling kindly.

I promise to remember Elfman

whenever I see a big guy.

I promise to remember Lisanna

whenever someone comes back after a long time.

I promise to remember Laxus

whenever I see someone angry with their family.

I promise to remember Levy

whenever I see someone reading.

I promise to remember Makarov

whenever I see someone protecting their family.

I promise to remember Mavis

whenever I see someone daydreaming.

I promise to remember Fairy Tail Guild

whenever I feel at home.

I swear to remember Fairy Tail

wherever I may go.


You guys! We still have 7 days to go left on Kickstarter. That is a short amount of time but we can make ANYTHING happen on Kickstarter!!! POTATO SALAD WAS FULLY FUNDED FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!

Our project has been shared over 3,000+ on FB! That is HUGE! Look at other fully funded kickstarter campaigns asking for more than 100K! Our project has been shared way more than theirs! We’ve gotten over 1K new subscribers!! And over 1K NEW TUMBLR FOLLOWERS! We can’t believe all of your willingness to tell others about our project! Thank you guys so much!

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I have not stood for the pledge in over FIVE YEARS. Why? Because I am not going to be a sheep and say something that isn’t true mindlessly like they want. We do not have equality here in America, we do not have the freedom to equal marriage, we do not have equality between sexes, or the equality between races.

We do not have Liberty and we damn well don’t have Justice.

Wake up and don’t stand, you have the right not to and no one can make you do it.

The American Bro: A Portrait of the Worst Guy Ever 

It is almost 9 AM on St. Patrick’s Day and he is on the Metro North train to Manhattan from some grassy, forgettable Westchester suburb. When he boarded the train he was carrying a case of light beer, but now it is on the floor, obstructing the aisle, in everyone’s wayhis entire existence is in everyone’s wayHe is wearing a North Face fleece and sunglasses made of neon orange plastic. He is pulsing like the mercury on a cartoon thermometer; he is ready to explode through the glass. It seems impossible for a human being to care this much about celebrating something so tiny, so contrived, to care about recreation, but that is why he is alive. He will come, he will see, he will conquer. He will vomit out the window of a taxi. He is the American Bro.

Flagrant offenses, irritating people, making noise, commanding an audience—this is what fuels him; this is his required voltage. He is on the phone with someone named Ryan or Tyler or Kyle; he is saying “cunt” or “nigger” or “slut” out loud then half-apologizing to no one in particular. I GOT NO FILTER, BRO. He tilts his head and neck back, cackling at the ceiling, electrified by the degree to which he does not give a fuck, by this ability to appall other people, to make your mouth hang wide open like you were witnessing a wildfire. He is not saying words now but just grunting and ejecting YOOOO and DUDE in varying cadences, asking Ryan or Tyler or Kyle when they are getting there, what they brought, if they are pumped. He is pushing it to the limit, going hard, pouring Jäger into a plastic cup, making the conductor wait. All he can hear is his brain-engine humming, the bolts coming loose, people chanting his name. He is a renegade, he is looking women in the eyes for a period of time that blew past BOLD and is entering restraining order, but maybe this turns her on, he thinks, maybe he is dangerous, maybe he is going to walk over to her right now. He is alive to a degree that you will never be capable of, and he is scaring everyone in the universe back into their homes.


I’m seeing a lot of case law flying around to reassure students that teachers and administrators can’t punish you for refusing to say the pledge, but it’s often tangentially related and isn’t the best case to reference.

All you need to know is West Virginia Board of Education v BarnetteIt asked: Does compulsory flag salute for public schoolchildren violate the First Amendment? The answer is: YES.

“If there is any fixed star in our constitutional constellation, it is that no official, high or petty, can prescribe what shall be orthodox in politics, nationalism, religion, or other matters of opinion or force citizens to confess by word or act their faith therein.” - Justice Jackson

So when your teachers or administrators challenge you, you need only say, “West Virginia Board of Education v Barnette”

Say it with me:
West Virginia Board of Education v Barnette
West Virginia Board of Education v Barnette

“According to West Virginia Board of Education v Barnette, I am protected by my First Amendment rights from being compelled to say the pledge.”

I’d love to see a CLASSROOM FULL OF KIDS reciting this to their teachers, instead of the pledge. Good on you guys.

Edit: Please note, this is for PUBLIC schools. Private school is different. Ask a lawyer.