self righteous

Check-in on any given Saturday or Sunday during the season and you will see the same thing: one or more fanbases in total emotional disarray. Offensive messages are being tweeted to players, fellow supporters are verbally squaring-up to each other in reaction videos and, at times, it’s just an exercise in outrage one-upmanship.

It’s exhausting. Beyond a certain level of the game, the ‘maybe it will be better next week’ mentality has all but vanished and has been replaced with this perma-rage. From a fan’s perspective, the Premier League is just a toxic blend of contextless opinions, alarmist reactions and schadenfreude.

There are very real issues in football which deserve such a response. The reaction to the Ched Evans situation and to the controversy involving Malky Mackay and Dave Whelan serve as recent examples of problems which should draw plenty or ire and, in a different sense, the escalating price of admission fully warrants the reaction it continues to provoke.

But on a pitch level, when did football become so angry?

A lot of supporters seem to operate between two states: crowing contentment and fierce irritation. There’s no progression between the two and there’s no middle-ground, on a week-to-week basis they just oscillate back-and-forth depending on individual results. Everyone assumes that they have absolute knowledge of the game, nobody has any tolerance for opinions which differ from their own, and football fandom is starting to feel more like a battle than a hobby.

—  When did football become so angry? by Seb Stafford-Bloor at Premier League Owl

The concept of not being a huge self-righteous ass for the sake of making the environment more pleasant to everyone is completely foreign to the denizens of tumblr. Nah, people here get off on being dicks to each other. Call-out culture and the general tumblr manner of conversation is nothing more than the pleasure of pointing someone’s flaws in the rudest possible manner and feeling self-righteous about it because you did it “for the right reasons”.

I'm just gonna put this under the FAQ tag to avoid anons future embarrassment, but

before you trudge into my inbox to get all up ons with the fiery sword of self-righteous authority to tell me that I’m appropriating Jewish Kabbalah or Semitic magick, kindly familiarize yourself with the difference between the letters “K” and “Q” and the difference between the words “homogenize” and “synchronize”

you’re welcome for saving you a good bushel’s worth of potential shame for not knowing jack about the Western Mystery Tradition.

Unfollowing someone for having a different opinion than yours

proves that you’re self opinionated, self righteous, intolerant person

and a fake ‘friend’

goodbye , and close the door on your way out please

tea asks
  • black:how much personal space do you like?
  • chamomile:describe your sleep schedule
  • dandelion:when you make wishes who are they for?
  • elderflower:do you get sick often?
  • fennel:how do you feel right now?
  • ginger:what animal do you act like?
  • ginseng:post a photo of somewhere you feel calm
  • green:list your top 3 motivators
  • hibiscus:do you like when people try to start a conversation with you?
  • kava:post your favorite color scheme
  • lavender:does physical activity help you relax?
  • lemon:how differently do you behave when you're by yourself versus when you're with others?
  • matcha:do you prefer sunrises or sunsets?
  • mint:what song gives you energy?
  • nettle:is there anything you do when you feel guilty?
  • oolong:where do you see yourself in five years?
  • peppermint:are you self righteous?
  • rooibos:if a conversation bothers you, will you speak up about it?
  • white:do you think family is important?

why does our society think drug addicts deserve to be treated as less than human, that they don’t deserve food, housing or medical care? as if every addict is a truly evil person down to their core. newsflash: addiction can happen to you and anyone you know. your parents, your best friend, your coworker, your teacher, your own kid. anyone. so i really need all the self-righteous, holier-than-thou bullshit to stop.

1) I wish my parents would have told me that things can change so abruptly and sometimes so painfully and that all you can really do is just sit and stare blankly back at it. They never warned me about losing someone you loved and simply all the closure you can seem to get is a “I don’t love you anymore, I’m sorry.” and half of a wave goodbye.

2) I wish my parents would have told me that sometimes there is no fixing a person. That sometimes, a person simply is not broken. You can’t fix something that isn’t broken. Sometimes you are the person that is broken and needs the fixing. But humans are not medicine. They aren’t going to mend your broken bones or soothe the pain in your chest.

3) I wish my parents would of told me that just because you have an idea of a person, it doesn’t always prove to be the reality of that person. Sometimes the best liar can be your mind, intoxicated by attraction.

4) I wish my parents would have told me that not everything is as simple as we believe it to be. That sometimes, you have to continue to work and work at something, only to be shot back down again. Getting back up time after time can be difficult, but it wouldn’t hurt so god damn much mom and dad, if you would have informed me of its existence in the universe and the large roll it plays in our lives.

5) I wish my parents would have told me that among all of the drugs they tried so desperately to inform me of, the strongest known to mankind was love and the second, lust. More importantly, I wish they would have explained to me the difference between the two.

6) Finally, I wish that my parents would have told me that there is no avoiding getting hurt in this world. That I myself alone, am the hero of the story and I do not need to be saved.

—  6 Things I Wish My Parents Would Have Told Me

Day Four: Favorite Relationship (romantic or not)

KIEREN: “Do you know what’s so annoying? Is that….you could be great - if you could just be a normal person for two seconds!”

SIMON: “What do normal people do? I’m serious! …I’m serious. Tell me what you want. I’ll do anything I can to give it to you. Because there’s what I believe…and then there’s you.

(itf appreciation week)


For a righteous man falls seven times, and rises again, But the wicked stumble in time of calamity.

- Proverbs 24:16

Dream A Little Dream of Me showcased the inevitability of Demon!Dean in every way, further instilling the notion that no matter what you alter, no matter what details you change, you will always end up exactly where Fate demanded you to be. I’ve spoken before about the significance of Dream!Dean clicking the light on and off seven times, but now I want to look at this from the perspective of the Fate of the Righteous Man - the inevitable Fall and the subsequent rising that secures Dean Winchester as a Righteous Hero in his journey to obtain Faith and some goddamned Absolution.
A Righteous Man falls seven times. Seven times did Dream!Dean flick the light on and off, ending with the light on as a symbol of hope. Seven times has Dean Winchester fallen - fallen into Hell - fallen into Alastair’s cage and fallen deep down into the abyss of his own soul from the loss that cleaves every facet his of being limb from fucking limb.  The loss of his father and the loss of his brother sent Dean on a suicide mission straight to Hell -  choice wrought in sacrifice and unworthiness of any kind of salvation. Losing Sam again spelled the subversion of Dean’s entire identity, tearing him down into nothing but tiny piece of the man he was - the man he was destined to be - as he secluded himself away in a life he wasn’t meant to live, shrouded in deceit and complacency for the sake of keeping a promise. Castiel’s betrayal and his death was Dean’s destruction - forcing him to construct an identity from the precarious foundation of alcohol abuse and self-loathing. The loss of Kevin, the loss of Sam, the inevitable downfall that was sanctioned by a man who buried himself alive under a pyre of lies and utter deceit in the name of “doing the right thing,” was path that lead straight to fucking damnation. This was the descent of the Righteous Man. All of this lead to Dean Winchester’s fate - a demon capable of the kind of perspective on life that is lacking for humans that hide under the veil of denial and ignorance to the truth of existence and circumstance. Fate will always claims its heroes and its martyrs, one in the same. But Fate also demands resurrection in the aftermath of its slaughter.
The myth arc of the Righteous Man never died.
It has been with Dean and with us all along. As it is written, so shall it be done. Dean Winchester has fallen seven times. And now He shall rise - to take back his free will, to establish an identity from what is inside his heart, and to be the Hero that he was destined to be. And the Wicked that bring pain to the Righteous shall fall by His blade.
I love the righteous but I HATE the self-righteous…Acting all high and mighty and overly pious leaves your spirit ugly and lifeless…Real knowledge of self, lifts you high enough to see the world as a unified whole…Useless knowledge of self brings you down to the level of a certified asshole
—  Born Free #therealbornfree