“In a big city like London, or even in someplace smaller like a grocery store, or a coffee shop, we’re all just strangers to one another. It can be difficult for all of us to either reach out for help or offer help. A symbol as simple as a safety pin can be an important first step in showing solidarity and support for people who are scared and upset at this time.

After Allison shared her idea, a #safetypin hashtag began trending, and Brits began posting selfies of themselves wearing safety pins on social media platforms like Twitter and Instagram as a way to raise awareness.”

“….now a burgeoning effort in the United States for people to start wearing the safety pin stateside in the face of post-election attacks and harassment. Having to adopt a symbol of anti-violence and anti-bigotry is not exactly what any of us thought we’d be doing in the wake of a presidential election taking place in 2016, but it could be one small way to signal that you’re an ally”.

If anyone is:

  • invalidating your gender
  • bullying you
  • saying transphobic, heterosexist, misogynistic, racist, or ableist shit
  • telling you that your feelings and experiences are wrong
  • being a terrible ally
  • in any other way making your tumblr experience hostile and less safe

I’ll stand shoulder-to-shoulder with you and we’ll face it together. I mean it, I will actively jump in and back you up. I want it to be clear that it’s very important for me to make my blog a safer space for everyone.

If I ever do any of the above things, or anything else that you feel even slightly uncomfortable or unsure about, please use my Ask Box and tell me because I want to hear about it. I will listen to you, try to understand how you feel, and try to do better in the future. 

If you are having a hard time (on tumblr or in real life) and want someone to talk to, please use my Ask Box. I care and I’m here, personally, if you need a kind ear.

I love all of you, you’re the best. Thanks for following me! <3 *Big hugs* 

Keep loving, keep fighting;
Beyond #dontbombsyria; Some Thoughts and Suggestions, with Solidarity and Hope
None of these situations map perfectly onto one another; war, and this war in particular, is not simple. But we shouldn’t shy away from nailing some colours to a mast when there are some things we know. We know airstrikes on Syria won’t bring about the world we want to see.

Take tonight off but lets get back on it tomorrow yeah? To build a movement strong enough to stop this kind of thing we need to fight harder and smarter.


[An extremely rough translation by redguard. Sorry for butchering the poetics.]

January 9, 2014. Caracas. 

My sisters and brothers, today is a beautiful holiday for life. The unfathomable power of love, which is the basis of dignity, has finally managed to open the door of the cage where they physically kept the songbird prisoner. 

With high morale, with heart swelling, with joy always, this songbird of the poor of the land will continue singing to stoke the struggle for social equality – the only real possibility of peace for humanity. Nothing and no one, not now or ever, will silence the song that blooms from the very depths of the people.  

As I fought and learned, in all revolutionary movements, one by one, I am now planning to put it all together at once, i.e., I serve everyone, helping modestly, the only thing to make peace with justice and love: the union of all and, of course, the union of all the oppressed. That requires life itself. Anyone who opposes the union opposes the revolution going forward! 

Sisters and brothers of Venezuela and peoples of the world who gave me solidarity, fought for my freedom, I give you a fervent embrace of infinite gratitude. 

I will tell you something. But yes, just between us. The day I was caught, someone put a gun to my head and shouted: “Let’s see if Chavez will save you.” Today, with a smile of eternal sweetness, I tell that guy: “My friend, the commander did not fail me.” 

Do not know about you, but to celebrate I’m going to polish off a huge gulp of stalk cocuy, on behalf of my brother Ali Primera. … Brothers and sisters of internationalism, this great triumph of the popular irreverence is yours! 

United in love, we win always, always, always … 

Loving Victory! 

Julián Conrado