Y’all seem to think that ‘Respect’ing other human beings means simply being nice to them, accepting their views, and excusing their actions. But…?
Respecting a person as a PERSON means that you’re acknowledging that they exist. That’s it. Speaking about them, as if they are real. That’s what it means to respect a person as a person. You can disagree and downright condemn a person’s beliefs while still acknowledging that they are a person. Because we, as people, are perfectly capable of doing terrible things and still being people. We’re capable of bad, just like we’re capable of good. The point of respecting a person as a PERSON is not accepting their views. It is not sympathizing with them. It is not giving them the benefit of the doubt. And it is not allowing them to continue to hurt you or your people without consequence. It is not excusing them. It is not surrender.
Respecting a person is realizing that they are still a person saying these terrible things. Not excusing, forgiving, approving, or supporting these terrible things and ideas, but knowing that it was a human itself behind these actions. A person is not suddenly subhuman just because they have terrible ideologies. They’re still a person. Because people do and can have terrible, unforgivable beliefs. And do do unthinkable things. But respecting them as a person is not forgetting that they’re a human. You’re not fighting a monster (Though, a monster in this context would of course be the harmful ideals spread, and the stigma that it both caused and was generated from. Etc.) But you’re fighting another human being.
Now, this by no means should ever weaken your resolve to fight and rise against ideas, campaigns, people that seek to degrade you and oppress you and make “jokes” (can you tell that I literally do not support Felix worth a damn.) at the expense of your suffering. If anything, I feel as if viewing them as a person (read: not forgiving or excusing them. But acknowledging that they are a person.) can only strengthen your fight. The second you fight as if you’re fighting a human being, is the moment that people around you begin to understand why you’re fighting and gain the will to fight themselves. Because they’re humans too.
People on this site are so quick to completely forget the humanity of the other people on this site over something as remedial as shipping Peridot with Lapis over Amethyst. Do not weaken your own arguments, your own voices, and your own points by dropping your voice as if it were to regard and speak to subhumans.
Do not let the forces you fight drop your battle from your own hands. You hold it firmly, back straight, and presented at the human being that pushed you, and didn’t expect you to push back. Make them realize that they are not subhuman. Let them know that you, as a human being, are speaking to them, as a human being, on a battle field that they do not want to to be leveled and fair. Let them know that they are not subhuman, even if their beliefs are garbage. Let them know, they’re not lesser as people.
But as a human being, their actions are unacceptable. And inhuman. Allow them the privilege to feel ashamed. Do not give them the idea that, as a ‘subhuman’, these actions are expected and allowed of them. Let them know that it’s wrong. Let them know.
And that you, as a human being, will not stand for it.
Don’t excuse them. But see them for what they are.
Keep your vision clear, and your voice true. Know that you do not owe them kindness. But know the force that opposes you.
Know them in a way that, in some cases, they will refuse to know you.
Could you please write a Peterxreader where reader is the youngest
member of the team. One day they have a movie date in the tower and the
team spies on them?Could it be in the point of view of the team?[bonus
points if deadpool is in it] thanks <3
Wade has created a chatroom.
Wade has added Natasha, Tony, Thor, Bruce, Steve, Clint, Vision.
Clint: What, Wade?!
Tony: Can we text later? You’re going to distract me!
Bruce: I need to
ask, but is it not weird that us, adults, are spying on Y/N and Peter,
our youngest and most loved members movie date in a very cramped up
Natasha: If you
don’t like it, then you can leave, Banner. It’s not weird. We are just
being protective parental units/uncles/adopted android sibling.
Steve: Should they be sitting so close? Natasha, should they? Maybe I should go in and sit between them.
Tony: I will kick your ass, Rogers! Don’t you dare ruin their date!
Thor: Grab him, Stark! I shall lay Mjolnir upon him so he may not move.
Steve: Try it and I will run off with Mjolnir!
Thor: You? Worthy? HA! Do not fight us!
Steve: I know you
have your doubts. I know deep down you know that I was faking not being
able to lift Mjolnir. Would you like to test me?
In the winter of 1995, scientists pointed the Hubble Telescope at an area of the sky near the Big Dipper, a spot that was dark and out of the way of light pollution from surrounding stars. The location was apparently empty, and the whole endeavor was risky. What, if anything, was going to show up? Over ten consecutive days, the telescope took close to 150 hours of exposure of that same area. And what came back was nothing short of spectacular: an image of over 1,500 distinct galaxies glimmering in a tiny sliver of the universe.
Now, let’s take a step back to understand the scale of this image. If you were to take a ballpoint pen and hold it at arm’s length in front of the night sky, focusing on its very tip, that is what the Hubble Telescope captured in its first Deep Field image. In other words, those 3,000 galaxies were seen in just a tiny speck of the universe, approximately one two-millionth of the night sky.
So the next time you stand gazing up at the night sky, take a moment to think about the enormity of what is beyond your vision, out in the dark spaces between the stars.
Summary: Through mysterious circumstances, you find yourself exchanging letters with a man who lived 70 years in the past.
Word Count: 1,404
A/N: I’m in love with this idea, and I hope you all like it. Thank you to the beautiful Bella for reading this over for me @thenightmarebeforebucky. And to my angel, Lyds, for always being there to plan things out with me @khaleesinarylfiel.
The last boxes were packed,
everything you had called your life neatly wrapped in cardboard, all of it
labeled, ready to be moved wherever you would call your next home. Giving a
soft sigh, you stood by the threshold of the apartment you had called your own
for the last five years and smiled. It was all bittersweet. Excited for
something new, you knew you were taking a step forward into your future, your
happiness. Yet you couldn’t help but to feel a little sad at leaving this tiny
place that had seen you cry, laugh, despair, and even fall in love with the man
you now called your fiancé.
Before you was what you had made
the common living room. It used to house your first set of furniture, the one
you had bought after saving for months, after sitting on lawn chairs you had
picked up from a yard sale when you had first moved into the city. But this
room was empty now, the light from the setting sun coming in through the window
and you could see the dust swirling through the air.
‘Cause we’ve been driving so long I can’t remember how we got here Or how we survived so long I’m tryna run from our pride 'Til you set fire to my atmosphere And I remember how I spent the 23rd Feeling six feet under When I’m 30,000 feet in the air Chasing that sundown So far east I’m westbound Feeling like the edge of this world is near
But you’ll feel better when you wake up Swear to god I’ll make up Everything and more when I get back someday This is more than just a phase, love Shooting stars all break up And even though it seems like half the world away
Things will be better in America Heard the streets are gold there Maybe I could fly you out this place someday Chasing dreams like I’m on Novocain Screaming through your airways Looking back I almost thought I heard you say
Stay, you’re not gonna leave me This place is right where you need to be And why your words gotta mean so much to them And they mean nothing to me So stay, you’re not what you’re hearing 'Cause I’ve been watching you changing And who said you’re one in a million Anyway?
'Cause you see only what you want to Your tunnel vision haunts you And you can’t see what’s wrong When you keep sleeping through the PM Eyes wide open when you’re dreaming You’re sleepwalking, just keep talking And maybe you can talk your way out of this deep end No “B” plan in your system Just tell me what you’re thinking I’m scared that you might fall.
But seriously, this is actually really sweet?? Wanda is just starting her relationship with Vision, and Pietro just called from the moon to announce his new relationship with Crystal (of the Inhumans). And basically hangs up on Wanda when she says “wonderful! oh btw I have a new boyfriend, it’s our teammate Vision”.
And here’s Cap saying “look, Pietro trying to make you ~choose~ is his bullshit problem, do what you want, kid”.
what a good dad.
Avengers #110 (1973) | w: Steve Englehart, a: Don Heck
vision, Padmé cries/scream, “Anakin, help me!”
What if she
wasn’t crying to the man she lost to darkness… What if she realized, at that moment,
she was living his vision? What if she screamed to him? Before his fall: To
send him a message to help her; to stop; to save their doomed lives; to protect
their children’s future; to prevent him from falling in darkness clutches or to
alter their heartbreaking ending.