political group

PSA: the main reason that Britain never had a European-style mass fascist movement in the 1930s is because socialists, Jews, trade unionists, black folk and queer people physically dismantled the Blackshirt movement in its infancy by disrupting meetings, toppling stages and assaulting prominent fascists. This meant it never reached critical mass as a street gang capable of controlling public space and providing a pole of attraction for white, working-class youth - a fundamental precondition for the exercise of political power independent of the state by fascist Parties.

Some things about Net Neutrality being threatened that I haven’t seen many comments on:

- The OOOONNLY people benefiting from this possible rollback are corporate shareholders. 

- The removal of NN would result in few if any new jobs whatsoever, so any argument that it would help the economy is null and void (btw, we’re not actually in a recession anymore, in case anyone still thought that. The US’s economy, while it has plateaued in actual growth at about 2%, it’s actually pretty high in the business cycle.)

- Limitation and partisan censorship is a major concern (I lied that one is what everyone is talking about)

- In fact it will HURT online businesses, which will damage the small business sector in general.

- And last but not least: It is going to have a majorly negative impact on the education system. I just finished highschool in May and let me tell you, even rural schools are getting more and more technology and internet dependent. Students frequently, if not regularly, are sent home with online assignments. How can students possibly be expected to finish an online homework assignment if they can’t even remotely begin to afford internet? This is already an issue in rural and poor and POC dominated areas, and should Net Neutrality be removed and access to the internet be placed back into money hungry corporate hands, it will be an even more massive and far worse problem that will only perpetuate low education levels in these areas. what if their assignment requires research on a website that their partisan provider has decided to censor? You get a zero. Especially if you’re a college student that can’t afford another $150 a month just to get ok-ish internet speeds. 

- This gives me great concern for marginalized and outcast kids. The internet has been one of the very, very few places where LGBT+ and POC children and people in general can go and feel safe and accepted and loved and celebrated for how/who they are. Imagine that that’s the ONLY place you feel safe and okay and then that gets taken away from you. Early teen suicide rates are already high enough. 

This is all just a disgusting money grab by the GOP and other politicians who are invested in cable and cellular companies. Call or message your congressional representatives to oppose. Drown them in resistance. I’ve already found several posts with links that let you do that. 

  • Me: disabled people are a huge at risk minority group for violent crime, sexual assault, government abuse, death etc.
  • Able bodied people: oh my god why do we have to point out one group? Why can't we just agree that that is bad for any group? Why do you have to bring disability into it?
  • Me: -_-

Katara: It’s not magic. It’s waterbending, and it’s-
Sokka: Yeah, yeah, an ancient art unique to our culture, blah blah blah. Look, I’m just saying that if I had weird powers, I’d keep my weirdness to myself. 

So I wanted to talk a little about Katara, because I think we often focus on her grief for her mother, and forget her relationship to her culture, and her experience of the Southern Water Tribe genocide (unlike the Air Nomads genocide, which was for the greater part over after four big terrifyingly effective simultaneous strikes, this one took place over a long length of time - more than 40 years? 50? - and it wasn’t total, but it definitely was one. genocide = the deliberate and systematic extermination of a national, racial, political, or cultural group, fwiw)

(Kanna’s village - before and after)

All of the Southern water benders were exterminated or taken away to rot in prison (where they all died eventually except for Hama). Katara was born the only bender left in the whole South Pole. Then when she was eight years old, she survived a raid that was meant to kill her, but took her mother instead (she probably was too young to realize that, to her it must have been a question mark up until she met Yon Rha - gratuitous cruelty? Why her mother in particular? They took nothing else!).

So Katara from a young age had a double burden to bear: that of her mother, and the legacy of her bending (and she was shown as painfully aware of her situation and what it meant on both front). But here’s the thing: Katara could be a mother, she was naturally good at it, and her grandmother could teach her what she didn’t already knew. Her family and tribe demanded that of her, they needed her to be that for them (especially after her father and the rest of the men basically abandoned them). However, there was no one left to teach her how to waterbend - she had almost no hope of ever becoming a master without formal training, her brother thought it was silly and weird and let her know, her grandmother thought it was a waste of time. But she kept practicing, because she knew how important it was, to her and to her tribe, that she kept trying (as the only one left who could).

(…an ancient art unique to our culture, blah blah blah…)

(Of course she would obsess over that waterbending scroll)

When she gets to the North Pole, she meets Pakku, and with him the opportunity of finally becoming a true master. But because she is a girl, he judges her unworthy. He judges her, the only remaining southern waterbender, unworthy of carrying on their culture. The Fire Nation didn’t care about the gender of their prisoners, men and women - they all fought side by side for their freedom in the South, and they were all taken away to the last one, and killed to the last one. In the South, the women had the choice to learn how to fight, or be defenseless. And privileged master Pakku couldn’t possible realize the extend of what he was denying her in that moment.

Katara had to prove herself, she had to earn her right to these teachings. And if she had been less good or less stubborn or not Kanna’s granddaughter - well the North would have refused their sister-tribe the power to use their common cultural heritage to fight back against the nation that destroyed them.

(It’s sexist and terrible.)

Meh, thankfully, she was that good, stubborn, and Kanna’s granddaughter, and she did get to become a master.

Good.

But, of course, her story doesn’t end here, and wrt her culture, the next chapter is a much more traumatizing experience. In the Fire Nation, she meets another master. This time it’s an old woman from the South like her (“You’re a waterbender! I’ve never met another waterbender from our tribe!”), and she is, ah, more than willing to help her.

Look how happy Katara looks at the idea to learn from her in particular:

Katara: I can’t tell you what it means to meet you. It’s an honor! You’re a hero.
Hama: I never thought I’d meet another southern waterbender. I‘d like to teach you what I know so that you can carry on the southern tradition when I’m gone.
Katara: Yes! Yes, of course! To learn about my heritage… it would mean everything to me.

But when Hama starts her lesson, the techniques she teaches have been obviously developed with one goal in mind: survival in enemy territory. They can’t possibly have been invented in the South Pole, where water is abundant everywhere. They are deadly and cruel, and the damage they do to the environment leaves Katara sad and uncomfortable, but Hama waves that off as unimportant. It doesn’t matter, she doesn’t have the time to worry about flowers or beauty or nature. To her that peace and beauty is probably just an illusion anyway, a lie: years after her escape she is still living the war, and war is ugly and rotten and messy (her world is ugly and rotten and messy - this is her comfort zone).

The last technique she teaches Katara is bloodbending. She forces Katara to learn something she finds disgusting, repulsive (just like Hama was forced to learn?) by torturing her (Hama was tortured), by overpowering her, invading her, making her lose control over her own body, bending her blood (Hama herself is clinging to the last remain of control she managed to get back after rotting in prison for years), and finally by threatening to have the two people she cares most about in the world kill each other right under her eyes (Hama lost everyone too, she had to say goodbye).

(Katara: But, to reach inside someone and control them? I don’t know if I want that kind of power.
Hama: The choice is not yours. The power exists…and it’s your duty to use the gifts you’ve been given to win this war. Katara, they tried to wipe us out, our entire culture… your mother!
Katara: I know.
Hama: Then you should understand what I’m talking about. We’re the last Waterbenders of the Southern Tribe. We have to fight these people whenever we can. Wherever they are, with any means necessary!
Katara: It’s you. You’re the one who’s making people disappear during the full moons.
Hama: They threw me in prison to rot, along with my brothers and sisters. They deserve the same. You must carry on my work.)

And this, this, is the only truly southern waterbending Katara is ever going to learn. This is her tribe’s bending heritage, what’s left of it: blood, grief, suffering, hatred, loss of control over both your body and mind (because it’s terrible, but I think that’s what’s implied by the show: bloodbending makes you lose your mind. Hama’s only mean of regaining physical freedom ended up trapping her in another nightmare). Hama gifts her with a power she despises (but will use anyway in her darkest hour when she loses control) and a philosophy of violence and revenge.

Katara chose peace and forgiveness. As an adult, she will have bloodbending outlawed, she will become the greatest healer in the world, and she’ll teach her daughter, the next avatar, probably many others. These choices matter, and we should talk about them with that background in mind. Katara redefined her heritage - or rather she created a new one for herself: she refused the condition that was forced upon her (bloodbender) and ensured nobody could legally do to someone else what Hama did to her (and it’s implied this law is valid anywhere in the world). She transmitted Pakku’s warrior teachings, the ones she fought for, to the next generations (and did a great job of it!), but she also taught them how to heal, refusing to separate the arts as in Northern Water Tribe tradition - and healing was something she discovered by herself, that she felt was always a part of her. At that, she became the universally acknowledged best. Her legacy, despite everything that happened to her, will never be one of violence.

tl;dr: Katara is one of the strongest fictional characters ever created bye

Not to be That Guy but I do kind of think that the way postmodernist style thinking functions in academia is a psyop intended to undermine the left. In the 60s and 70s, all kinds of radicalism and action came from universities. Some universities built in that era were designed for police shutdowns during riots. But now it’s like… the way that people in humanities, social sciences etc, everyone who’s been encouraged into postmodernism, queer theory etc, ESPECIALLY those from pristigous schools, structure their thought is so… impossible to apply in any material way. Forget about radical meaning at the root, it’s more like radical meaning totally off the ground. Everything is like, a thought experiment, spoken about as if it’s reality. And they dominate leftist spaces– often having the class background or even just academic confidence to back up their strongly held beliefs, or even just the time to implement them. The closer you are to a liberal arts university, the more likely it is that the political groups around it are incredibly bogged down in identity and language that most people don’t understand, and an environment hostile to basic questioning and learning outside of adopting the lingo. It really effectively isolates the people in it AND isolates them from organizing effectively. Not to mention their conceptual frameworks are really removed from reality in the first place


If it wasn’t an actual psy op it worked just as well by itself lol

anonymous asked:

How can you accurately guestimate someone's rising sign?? Or like make a good guess?¿ Do you think there's any give aways for certain risings?

Aries Risings usually come off very powerful and forceful. They’ll give off the vibe that they shouldn’t be messed with. Blunt, loud, aggressive individuals. The go getters // Comes off very masculine, strong facial features, muscular bodies, intense eyes

Taurus Risings have a very serene vibe to them, the first thing that will come to your mind is thinking they come exactly from Venus. Elegant, loves luxury, often looks luxurious. Strong willed and their presence speaks for themselves. Lana Del Rey is a perfect example of a Taurus Rising // Big boned, pouty lips that stand out, luxurious hair, soft smiles

Gemini Risings come off very youthful and fox-like. Effortlessly charming. They’re always curious, like, they never shut up. Very communicative and inquisitive. Adaptable af, they probably act different around certain people. Comes off as the know-it-all, can detect a lie in a second // High cheekbones, mischievous eyes, youthful beauty, fidgets a lot

Cancer Risings usually come off very quiet and familiar. They’re the moms of the group, always looking to nurture and help someone. SUCKS at hiding emotions, their faces can show every emotion they’re feeling. Comes off very defensive // Watery eyes, round/full face, awkward stances or elegant af no in between, looks daydreamy

Leo Risings come off very loud and friendly, easy to talk to and is always looking for new friends. Very warm and welcoming to all kinds of people. Appears confident af, always worrying about how they look. Everyone always notices them, they always have something to show off // Pronounced jawlines, thick af hair, beautiful skin, big and expressive smiles

Virgo Risings come off very reserved but if you get them talking, they’ll be very opinionated. Always looking for someone to help and shows great worth-ethic. Probably has their nose in a book or is worrying about school work. Always anxious // Looks very earthy, wide eyes and stern eyebrows, cupid-bow shaped lips, lots of hair like Leo

Libra Risings come off very charming but in a more subtle way than Gemini, it’s not in your face. Loves to socialize and also acts different around different people. May come off a bit detached or head in the clouds-ish. Always trying to keep balance between their friend groups. Polite af // Elegant eyes, polite smiles, beautiful skin, symmetrical faces

Scorpio Risingscome off hella intimidating or just plain quiet. You probably can’t keep your eyes off of them, they have hella magnetic auras. Powerful personalities, they’re the best at poker faces. Usually very private and defensive, always observing the room around them // Striking jawlines, magnetic eyes, wry smiles and smirks, prominent nose and lips

Sagittarius Risings come off like the class clowns, they’re always cracking jokes and laughing. Laid-back and loves to have fun. Probably has tons of friends. Loud, open, in your face. Very spiritual people, always looking for deeper meanings to things. Optimistic af // Wide features, exciting eyes, prominent features, loud laughs

Capricorn Risings come off just as intimidating as Scorpios, in my opinion, lotsa people confuse them. Always invested in their work, comes off serious as hell, master at bitch faces. Always guarding themselves, always practical and fairly organized // Heart shaped faces, delicate features, high cheekbones, stern facial expressions

Aquarius Risings come off pretty standoffish and detached or very offbeat and friendly, there’s no in between. They’re such humanitarians, they’re always doing things for charity and things like that. Very strong in their opinions and they don’t like when people disagree with them. Quirky as hell, into all the weird topics // Offbeat looks, huge eyes, comes off very awkward, sharp features

Pisces Risings come off very mysterious and like they’re constantly in their own world. They’re also very adaptable like shape shifters. Hella dreamy and always looks like they’re about to cry. Very sympathetic and mystical. They give off a vibe like they’re very hard to read and you just can’t put your finger on something // Dreamy eyes, somewhat oval faces, soft features/skin, big, watery eyes

Also take into consideration that a person might have a certain planet in their 1st house or conjunct the ascendant so that might throw you off a bit!
Take That, Anti-Semites

In 1916, in the middle of World War I, the German military conducted the Judenzählung: a census of German Jews. It was intended to confirm accusations of lack of patriotism among German Jews. But the census not only disproved the anti-Semitic rumors, it crushed them. Not only were German Jews enlisting in the army, a higher percentage of German Jews fought than of any other ethnic, religious or political group in Germany.

The results of the census were not made public at the time.

Okay, here’s the problem with the idea that oppressed groups can “alienate allies” by not being nice enough:

You shouldn’t be an ally because oppressed groups are nice to you. You should be an ally because you believe that they deserve basic human rights. Hearing “I hate men” shouldn’t make men stop being feminist. Hearing
“fuck white people” shouldn’t make white people stop opposing racism.

Your opposition to oppression should be moral, and immovable. Your belief that all humans should be treated with equal respect shouldn’t be conditional based on whether or not individual people are nice to you. 

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anonymous asked:

Tell me, do you have any actual proof that "The FBI actively sabotaged and dismantled the American Indian Movement, the Chicano Movement, and the Black Power movement"? Because that just sounds like a bullshit conspiracy theory to me.

(TW murder) 

The FBI has a program called COINTELPRO short for counter intelligence program. It was started to sabotage communist parties in the U.S. but in the sixties the expanded it to spying on and sabotaging certain political groups often using illegal avenues. 

They murdered a prominent leader of the Black Panther Party Fred Hampton in his home via the Chicago police. They fired over 100 shots into his apartment and room where he was sleeping with his pregnant girlfriend who survived by the grace of god.  

Body of Fred Hampton, national spokesman for the Black Panther Party, who was killed by members of the Chicago Police Department, as part of a COINTELPRO operation” 

He was 21


In 1890 American Indians had form a group to protest against white colonizers who had stripped them of their land and unjustly killed millions of their people. The infamous Battle of Wounded Knee took place on December 29th, 1890. U.S. soldiers heard a tribe of Indians taking part in the Ghost Dance and that they surrender all of their weapons. After they refused they killed 150 Indians more than half were women and children. 

Some 200 AIM members and their supporters decided to occupy the symbolically significant hamlet of Wounded Knee, site of the 1890 massacre. During the 71 days of the siege, which began on February 27, 1973, federal officers and AIM members exchanged gunfire almost nightly. Hundreds of arrests were made, and two Native Americans were killed and a federal marshal was permanently paralyzed by a bullet wound. The leaders of AIM finally surrendered on May 8 after a negotiated settlement was reached. In a subsequent trial, the judge ordered their acquittal because of evidence that the FBI had manipulated key witnesses.

The FBI also went after the Chicano Movement, which became known as the Brown Berets and the Puerto Rican Liberation Movement. Carlos Montes was one of the original Brown Berets. Montes told RT “The FBI worked with the LAPD and the sheriffs to keep the Brown Berets and local Chicano movements under surveillance. We were victims of agent provocateurs, police infiltration. They tried to incite our members to commit violence, so they would get arrested, and they did and we found out after we got arrested.”

According to attorney Brian Glick in his book War at Home, the FBI used four main methods during COINTELPRO:

  1. Infiltration: Agents and informers did not merely spy on political activists. Their main purpose was to discredit and disrupt. Their very presence served to undermine trust and scare off potential supporters. The FBI and police exploited this fear to smear genuine activists as agents.
  2. Psychological warfare: The FBI and police used myriad “dirty tricks” to undermine progressive movements. They planted false media stories and published bogus leaflets and other publications in the name of targeted groups. They forged correspondence, sent anonymous letters, and made anonymous telephone calls. They spread misinformation about meetings and events, set up pseudo movement groups run by government agents, and manipulated or strong-armed parents, employers, landlords, school officials and others to cause trouble for activists. They used bad-jacketing to create suspicion about targeted activists, sometimes with lethal consequences.[55]
  3. Legal harassment: The FBI and police abused the legal system to harass dissidents and make them appear to be criminals. Officers of the law gave perjured testimony and presented fabricated evidence as a pretext for false arrests and wrongful imprisonment. They discriminatorily enforced tax laws and other government regulations and used conspicuous surveillance, “investigative” interviews, and grand jury subpoenas in an effort to intimidate activists and silence their supporters.[5][56]
  4. Illegal force: The FBI conspired with local police departments to threaten dissidents; to conduct illegal break-ins in order to search dissident homes; and to commit vandalism, assaults, beatings and assassinations.[5][6][7][57] The object was to frighten or eliminate dissidents and disrupt their movements.

They also: 

- Bugged Martin Luther King Jr’s home and hotel rooms on numerous occasions

- They also sent him a letter telling him to kill himself and that they would release proof that he was having extramarital affairs to the world and his wife, which they acquired by illegally taping his conversations. 

- Unjust arrest and imprisonment of Leonard Peltier who is a citizen of the Anishinabe & Dakota/Lakota Nations who has been unjustly imprisoned for nearly three decades.

No bullshit here babe just facts 

Having no real concept of privacy anymore due to the spirit possessing you.

Wearing a GIANT GOLD PYRAMID so said spirit can possess you.

Being the most polite guy in your group, but still imagining girls’ skirts flying up with glee.

MATING with your best friend.

Trading porn with said best friend AT SCHOOL.

Thinking of the guy who has tortured and tried to kill you and your loved ones as a friend.

Thinking of THAT OTHER guy who has tortured and tried to kill you and your loved ones as a friend.

Seeing your grandpa’s mad about the new game store across the street… Going to its grand opening.

Staying in a burning fucking building just to see and talk to your partner one last time.

Setting up the girl you’ve liked since you were twelve on a date with the guy you’ve liked since you were sixteen.

Being a genius with all games and capable of defeating world champs… Unable to pass a simple math test.

Being near the bottom of your class in high school… Still ending up class speaker at your graduation.

Saving the world at least three different times as basically just a side consequence of supporting and protecting your friends.

……..just Mutou Yuugi things.

Pet peeve of the century...

Social movements that exclude disabilities because “it’s not our priority right now.” Especially when these groups include “intersectional” in their names.

I want my friends to understand that being “sick of politics” is privilege in action. Your privilege allows you to live a non-political existence. Your wealth, your race, your abilities or your gender allows you to live a life in which you likely will not be a target of bigotry, attacks, deportation, or genocide. You don’t want to get political, you don’t want to fight because your life and safety are not at stake.

It’s hard and exhausting to bring up issues of oppression (aka “get political”). The fighting is tiring. I get it. Self-care is essential. But if you find politics annoying and you just want everyone to be nice, please know that people are literally fighting for their lives and safety. You might not see it, but that’s what privilege does.

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#jealousy #confession #wine

Prompts: @antoinetteblues
Author: @queenofthyme

Perhaps Harry’s intentions hadn’t been clear enough. Perhaps he should have been more straight forward with Draco. But really, wasn’t it obvious? Did he really have to say it?

Of course his invite to dinner was a date. How could Draco interpret it any other way? They’d had lunch together alone before, plenty of times, but never dinner. Dinner meant something more than just colleagues or friends. At least it did to Harry. It had taken him weeks to work up the courage just to ask.

And he had turned up to find out Draco had invited Pansy and Blaise, thinking it was a group dinner. Harry had had to excuse himself while Draco sorted out their table – “Oh no, the reservation was for six people, wasn’t it Harry? You must have misheard him over the phone” – and call Hermione and Ron to urgently join him.

It had taken some time to convince them. Ron couldn’t stop laughing long enough to have a conversation and Hermione insisted Harry simply tell Draco how he felt. Like it was that easy. Like he hadn’t already revealed enough by asking Draco out for dinner. 

With a lot of begging, Hermione and Ron had dressed and apparated over, coming to Harry’s rescue. And now Harry found himself wedged between the two, opposite Draco, also wedged between his own friends. Draco hadn’t spoken to Harry directly at all. There was polite group chatter in which they both participated, but it wasn’t like their long nights alone in the office together, nothing like their lunches. For the most part, Draco spoke with his own friends, whispering into Pansy’s ear, laughing into Blaise’s shoulder.

Harry had always thought that his growing relationship with Draco was something special. Something different. But seeing Draco with his other friends, perhaps it wasn’t anything particular at all. Just a convenient friendship with a colleague, to bide the time during the workday until he could go out with his real friends.

Harry hadn’t meant to get drunk. But he had a habit of drinking nervously just to have something to do with his hands. And the waiter kept filling up his wine glass. So, by dessert, when Pansy laughed – a sound that Harry was growing to hate – at one of Draco’s jokes and placed a hand on his shoulder, Harry didn’t have the control to stop himself from commenting.

“Oh, you’re just so funny, Draco!” He said, in a very poor imitation of Pansy’s voice.

Everybody turned to stare at him.

“What the fuck, Potter?” Blaise said.

“What the fuck, Zabini?” Harry mimicked with another terrible imitation.

Hermione nudged him under the table. Harry paid no mind, and went to take another swig of his wine glass.

Draco’s hands stopped him, leaning over the table to pull Harry’s wine glass from his grip. “Harry, are you drunk?” He asked quietly.

Harry laughed. “Now, you pay attention to me,” he mumbled. He tried to steal the glass back, but Draco held it out of his reach.

“What do you mean by that?” Draco asked, his eyes boring into Harry’s intently.

Harry looked away – he was starting to feel dizzy with that gaze directed at him. “You’ve been getting chummy with Pansy and Blaise all night.”

“Harry,” Ron whispered urgently beside him, “I think you –“

“Chummy?” Draco repeated. “They’re my friends, Harry. Of course we’re chummy.”

Harry’s head felt heavy. “So, I’m not your friend then? I’m just someone you work with?” Harry’s voice was rising dangerously, the alcohol helping him forget where he was.

Draco gently placed Harry’s glass back down on the table, his voice, still quiet, in great contrast to Harry’s. “I wouldn’t be here if you were just someone I worked with.”

“Then why’d you have to bring Pansy and Blaise?”

“Why’d you bring Ron and Hermione?” Draco countered.

“Because I saw your friends and didn’t want you to know this was a date so I forced them to – “

“This is a date?” Draco interrupted, at the same time Harry realised what he’d said. The alcohol was loosening his tongue.

“It was supposed to be,” Harry said sulkily, looking back up at Draco. He knew he was being childish but he didn’t particularly care. This had been brewing all night, and eight and a half glasses later, Harry wasn’t so concerned about consequences.

Draco – to his credit – looked genuinely apologetic. “Harry, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise.”

“What else would it be?”

“Harry, I truly am sorry, but in my defence, you did suggest we ‘hang out for dinner’ and that I could ‘invite anyone I wanted.’”

“You weren’t supposed to want to invite anyone!” Harry yelled, ignoring the sniggers from Pansy and Ron.  

“And how was I supposed to know that?” Draco retorted, his face a mixture of frustration and amusement.

Irritated at being laughed at, Harry slumped down into his seat and crossed his arms. “You just were.”

“Harry,” Draco said softly after a pause, “Would you like to go out for dinner with me tomorrow night? I promise it’ll just be the two of us. And significantly less wine I hope.”

Harry looked up at Draco, suspicious. “Are you just trying to make this up to me out of pity?”

“It’s a date, Harry,” Draco said with a light chuckle, “I want to go on a date with you. Do you accept?”

Harry shrugged – to a snort of laughter from Ron. He didn’t want to look too eager but it was probably eight glasses late to try to act coy. He recalibrated, stared Draco right in the eye and gave his honest answer (albeit a little slurred): “I’d love to go on a date with you, Draco.”

more like this l @queenofthyme

look. im tired of seeing people argue about oppression and privilege like they never cross paths. there is literally no chance you will be marginalized in every single way. that doesnt negate the fact that, in one way or another, you probably do face some kind of discrimination. if its institutional, that means a couple bigots have power over your life and hundreds of other lives and theres not much you can do about it. people who arent institutionally oppressed can have problems. they can even get bullied over arbitrary characteristics they cant really change, and while thats shitty, its in no way comparable to institutional bigotry on the same scale. chances are youre marginalized in a couple ways, and privileged in others. and guess what? thats ok. its ok to be somewhere in the middle. being privileged doesnt make you a bad person or mean you dont face actual problems in other areas of your life. thats not what this is about or should ever be about. accept your privilege. treat it like a gift. in exchange for what youve had since birth, the best thing you can give us is your time and an open minded approach to our experiences. we want you to listen. 

I could not stand the condescending, paternalistic attitudes of some of the white people in [some socialist] groups. Some of the older members thought that because they had been in the struggle for socialism for a long time, they knew all the answers to the problems of Black people and all the aspects of the Black Liberation struggle. I couldn’t relate to the idea of the great white father on earth any more than i could relate to the great white father up in the sky. I was willing and ready to learn everything i could from them, but i damn sure was not ready to accept them as leaders of the Black Liberation struggle. A few thought that they had a monopoly on Marx and acted like the only experts in the world on socialism came from Europe. In many instances they downgraded the theoretical and practical contributions of Third World revolutionaries like Fidel Castro, Ho Chi Minh, Augustino Neto, and other leaders of liberation movements in the Third World.

Another thing that went against my grain was the arrogance and dogmatism i encountered in some of these groups. A member of one group told me that if i was really concerned about the liberation of Black people i should quit school and get a job in a factory, that if i wanted to get rid of the system i would have to work at a factory and organize the workers. When i asked him why he wasn’t working in a factory and organizing the workers, he told me that he was staying in school in order to organize the students. I told him i was working to organize the students too and that i felt perfectly certain that the workers could organize them selves without any college students doing it for them. Some of these groups would come up with abstract intellectual theories, totally devoid of practical application, and swear they had the answers to the problems of the world. They attacked the Vietnamese for participating in the Paris peace talks, claiming that by negotiating the Viet Cong were selling out to the u.s. I think they got insulted when i asked them how a group of flabby white boys who couldn’t fight their way out of a paper bag had the nerve to think they could tell the Vietnamese people how to run their show.

Arrogance was one of the key factors that kept the white left so factionalized. I felt that instead of fighting together against a com mon enemy, they wasted time quarreling with each other about who had the right line. Although i respected the work and political positions of many groups on the left, i felt it was necessary for Black people to come together to organize our own structures and our own revolutionary political party. Friendship is based on respect. As long as much of the white left saw their role as organizing, educating, recruiting, and directing Black revolutionaries, i could not see how any real friendship could occur. I felt, and still feel, that it is necessary for Black revolutionaries to come together, analyze our history, our present condition, and to define ourselves and our struggle. Black self-determination is a basic right, and if we do not have the right to determine our destinies, then who does? I believe that to gain our liberation, we must come from the position of power and unity and that a Black revolutionary party, led by Black revolutionary leaders, is essential. I believe in uniting with white revolutionaries to fight against a common enemy, but i was convinced that it had to be on the basis of power and unity rather than from weakness and unity at any cost.

—  Assata Shakur (who turns 70 today)