I want someone to logically sit here and explain to me why Noctis is so hot! BECAUSE IVE TRIED SOLVING FOR X! I TRIED THE PYTHAGOREAN THEOREM! I TRYED e=mc2 I EVEN TRIED THE 2 PI SQUARE SHIT AND NOTHING IS MAKING SENSE. PLEASE TRY EXPLAINING IT TO ME BECAUSE YOU C A N T!
In this edition of ‘lies Carol Ann Harris told which are actually VERY easy to spot because of footage we have’, I give to you the AMAs…
Suddenly he leaped up like someone had lit a firecracker under his butt and took off after the rest of his fellow band members. Already a full minute in front of Lindsey, they were all gathered on the left side of the stage behind the podium, posing and smiling for the cameras as they waited for him to climb the flight of about fifteen stairs to join them.
And then it happened. Lindsey began to ascend the stairs. His legs looked like they were made of rubber as he started to climb: first one stair, then the next. With each step his legs were getting shakier and looser as though bones were dissolving in front of everyone’s eyes. A stunned silence fell over the auditorium as every living soul watched Lindsey’s progress in morbid fascination - for it was apparent to us all that the newly crowned guitarist of the American Music Awards’ Best Band of the Year was running a 90 percent chance of tumbling backward and landing on his ass in front of millions of TV viewers.
Too stunned to move, I started praying again. Praying that someone - anyone - from the band would go to his rescue. And, once again, my prayers went unanswered. Stevie and Christine, faces hanging slack in shock, stood in dead silence as they watched in horror his stumbling, bandy-legged ascent. Lindsey continued to climb, legs quivering… face beaded in sweat… looking like a character from a B-movie who’d been shot and was dragging out his last moments on earth as he mounted the steps to his pearly gates.
As if this spectacle wasn’t bad enough, Lindsey was not headed toward the podium on stage left. Instead, his superhuman effort was leading him to the opposite side of the stage. He was so cross-eyed, perhaps, that his line of destination was completely on the wrong side of the platform. Rising from my seat, I was on the verge of bolting to his rescue when, miraculously, he made it to the top of the stairs. Swaying and grinning like the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, he made a little bow toward his captive audience and waved hello.
Throughout this nightmarish exhibition I tried to keep a smile on my face. Frozen as it might be, at least it masked the sick feeling of dread that was coursing through me like electricity. At least I hoped it did. Just as I felt as though I might scream at the band, “For God’s sake, go help him!” Mick and John raced across the stage and grabbed Lindsey by the arms, guiding him none too gently to the podium.
I won’t reply to you because I don’t want to pollute my blog with your hateful messages. This is my blog, so it’s my choicewhether I reply to you or not, and I decide on what will be posted publicly and what not, not you.
Also, if you truly stood by your statements, you wouldn’t need to turn anon on. The fact that you cannot message me off-anon proves that you do know that what you wrote is bullshit and that your bullshit opinion will not be supported by anyone. You don’t want to get hate messages from others, you don’t want to have a bad reputation, you don’t want to take responsibility for your own statements, that’s why you turned anon on. And this is so incredibly pathetic… (´・ω・｀)
If you want me to respect your opinion, then write a message in a respectful manner and turn off the anon-mode. As long as you send me anonymous messages in that tone, I won’t reply.
May 2016 be a year of happiness, success and mental development for you two so that you don’t feel the need anymore to attack other people on internet just because they like the fictional character you hate. Cheers.
So I was just on Google and this is the first page. Seems like after the fan at the tattoo parlour said Perrie just came and left, not waiting for Zayn, they’re now twisting the story saying Perrie was locked out, because there was so many fans. Weren’t there only a few people? They’re trying to make it like Perrie didn’t leave, seriously?!
The fight against oppression is done by delusional people who can't reason.
So, here’s my point tl;dr: If our forefathers and the oppressed had fought against oppression the same way we are doing right now, people would still own slave and thing it’s the most normal thing of all time.
Why do we know slavery is wrong and bad? Because people took the time to tell others why it is. They educated people around them. That’s how progress is obtained. That’s how any reasonable person expects things to change.
No matter how loud you scream at someone or how many times you use blanket terms like “Check your privilege” no one will bother with your message because you are doing it in a condescending way. And so am I right now, which kinda makes me a hypocrite, but meh.
If you’re teaching 5 y/o in preschool, how will you convince them not to throw their snot everywhere and piss their pants? If the answer is by: A. Tell them to check their pant-shitting privilege or B. Scream and whine until they calm down. Bravo, you have become worse than the fucking kids.
See this analogy I just did? Well that’s tumblr’s ‘activism’ in a nutshell. People who know nothing about oppression aren’t necessarily privilege and it doesn’t mean they have led easy lives. Get over yourselves if you think white or men can’t be oppressed, but also, get over yourself if you think you’re the only person/people/class/genre oppressed or having trouble.
I learned about transexuality this year mostly. I knew it existed, but always thought it was just a really small percentage of people. Turns out, many people identify as trans or unsure. Good on them, I ain’t bashing.
What I’m bashing on though, is when someone yells, screams and generally just goes on a rampage because someone misgendered them or misthreated their 'condition’(TITP). I’m not the person I am today through those things, I learned to be tolerant and accepting of LGBT+ by people being kind enough to educate me. Because why in the hell would I “google this shit” if it doesn’t affect me?
Why would I go through the process of learning about LGBT issues, if no one bothers to tell me about them?
I know it sounds like living in a glass bowl, but that’s sometimes how life is. You can’t always see other people’s issues.
I’m sure the white people during the slavery were all big racists at heart and born that way because we all know that white supremacy is in our genes, but entertain this thought with me just a moment, that maybe, just maybe, people were racist because they were raised that way and no one told them it was wrong?
It’s the same as religion. If you indoctrinate someone young enough, they will believe something without evidence or proof. They won’t need it, because that’s what will feel natural for them.
Someone spends years telling you that black people are worthless, what do you think? And don’t bullshit me about you being better than everyone else. But people like Rosa Park and MLK changed that. They inspired people. Not to write mean stuff on their blogs(which they didn’t have the privilege of having because they weren’t in our privileged era where stuff like that exists). But they encouraged people of all colors to accept eachothers and love eachothers. Isn’t that beautiful?
Nothing was achieved when someone of any race decided to jump up and down and throw insults while slowly being turned into a green raging monster.
This brings me to my second point:
Facts>Feels. No matter how you feel, facts still triumph over it. No matter how much you THINK the black are dumb, FACTS prove that blacks and white and asians and native american, etc(can’t list them all, sorry) are all intellectually capable people.
No matter how much you think you are oppressed, if facts tell you otherwise, stop dismissing the facts as the acts of haters or trolls. Facts are just that, facts.
Studies were done by smarter people than yourself probably. They probably knew more about the subject because a study takes a long freaking time.
So stop dismissing studies and scientifically accurate researches. Pretending a group is oppressed while dismissing the issues of another (Feminists against MRAs) is simply oozing stupidity when all the facts point towards the opposite.
But let’s be clear on something: A Feminist research=biased. A men’s rights research=biased A government study=unbiased(if anything, sometimes biased towards money) A black research=biased a white research=biased. A factual research peer reviewed and presented in university PhDs= Unbiased, proven and tested.
So please, just stop with the bullshit, strawmen and just actually help people? Because Tumblr is full of people thinking it’s not their job to educate others, but with that mentality, or children and the following generations will still have this issue.