when will latinxs get credit for the shit we do, when will we get recognized for what we have created, when will latinx characters not be reduced to stereotypes? When will we stop taking roles that just make us just Spicy Latinas or Latin Lovers? When will we get noticed by content creators, and the media that we don’t all fit into just two categories of white passing, and brown that we have afro latinx too and that we are diverse as a culture too. When will I see latinx characters in media that aren’t just ambiguously or unambiguously Mexican, like do people not realize that there’s more to us than just that? When will I see a Colombian character that isn’t “”drug lord gangbanger””, when will I see bilingual latinxs or just latinxs in general in the media especially in fanfic use their bilingualism for other than just sexy times?? 

i hate when white v passing ppl refuse they are white passing and dont realize that they get advantages

like once i saw a video of lebanese girl do slam poetry and she looks white?? and she talked about having a job and how if she acted american she got to be treated white for a day

but..,,,, like. i dont have that??????????? so um

rapper and white-passing negro ‘logic’ could nut into my left eye, causing me to go blind, and id gauge out the right just so he’d be the last man i ever saw

i hate republican latinos so much omg u side with social conversatism assuming u’ll benefit from white supremacy AT the expense of latinos u deem embarrassing like that is so sad

anonymous asked:

Are you even native American

Hello nosey nonnie.

Yes I am Native American, but I don’t look it. And no it’s not one of those my great grandmother was Cherokee. I am 2nd generation off the rez Tuscarora, Iroquois Turtle Clan.

This is me and my mother. Yes she is my birth mother, I just got very fucked over in the genes department. I swear I’m adopted but we have many photos of the birth and have several paternity and maternity tests to prove that I fell out of this woman’s vagina.

Here are some more pictures cause I’m pale and I honestly don’t think you believe me:

(My mom actually made every piece of jewelry I am wearing and hand beaded that vest as well).

And here’s pictures of the woman that I blame for my bad genes: My grandmother.

I get told I look like her all the time AND I HONESTLY DO NOT SEE IT, but because I get told I look like her all the time I BLAME HER.

On the left you see my grandpa (full blood native) in his headdress, on the right you see my cousin (also full blood), the great medicine man Mad Bear, here’s a book about him since you seem to be so nosey.

And in case you doubted me, here are a few pictures of me when my ma and I were on the powwow circuit.

This is me with my ma’s regalia (if you call it a costume I will shank you) because a) she had a bad leg day and couldn’t dance and b) mine was not ready and made and I JUST REALLY WANTED TO DANCE. (This is also the day I got burnt ON MY FUCKING HAIRLINE WHERE MY HAIR WAS PARTED. THAT FUCKING HURTS!)

Here’s me in my fancy dance shawl. There aren’t that many pictures of me because a) I fucking hated them b) it’s normally seen as disrespectful to take pictures of dancers out of the circle without their permission and my ma and I were always dancing at the same times AND I NEVER LET ANYONE TAKE MY PICTURE AT THIS TIME IN MY LIFE.

So yes, my family is a very rainbow family, I just happen to be the one WHITE passing one. No really…

Here’s me (in the middle if you can’t guess), Bebe and Audree. I like to call this the ABC Rainbow of the Printup family (because my first name is Cheyenne…..I swear our parents DID NOT PLAN THIS). 

And this is another pic of me and Audree YEARS later

Am I Native? Yes

Do I look traditionally Native? No

Does that mean I am not going to label myself as native? HELL TO THE FUCK NO.

Please reblog and share so that people can understand that there are white passing people of color. Yes even some that pass as white as me. We do exist and no that does not give you the right to basically white wash us. I am proud of my native roots and I will share everything and anything you want to know. The more educational resources we can get out there the better. DON’T BE AFRAID TO SHOOT ME AN ASK. I LOVE IT, but please do not be a dick like this one and phrase it so accusingly. Much appreciated, thank you!

As a white-passing Jew to other white-passing Jews:

We’ve reached a point in America where our conditional whiteness may be revoked if we are open and public about our Jewishness (based on the fact that fringe members of both polarized parts of our country are getting increasingly antisemitic and Trump’s presidential win just emboldened many of them), but it is not time to hide. We have to use the time we have left to fight the good fight. We need to take our privilege of being light-skinned and work to help secure protections for people of color right now.

As scared as we are, it is our duty, as a people who have been through so much and enjoy relative luxury in the very recent timespan of being generally assimilated into white America, to fight and make sure that we are constantly working toward helping those who do not have our privileges. Help secure places of safety for people of color, for Muslims, for LGBT+ folks, for undocumented people. Use your privilege to lift others up, not hide.

We, as Jews, are commanded by HaShem to partake in Tikkun Olam, or making the world a better place. We have stayed complacent for too long. 25% of us voted for Trump. We cannot say that we as a community are innocent, for as long as we pass as white and are considered white, even conditionally, by society, our silence is violence.

PCT Day 131: White Pass

I wake a few minutes before my 5 am alarm–is there a worse feeling in the world?–vaguely aware of something crashing around in the woods to my right. Grudgingly, I get out of my tent and start the day. (Christopher, who walked into the woods to pee, discovered the crashing came from a herd of elk just beyond our campsite, and told me about it later.) 

Sunrise sets the sky on fire as I walk up and away from Hidden Spring. I don’t get the full picture, as there are tons of fir trees in the way, but I can see enough of the burnished coin rising behind the mountains to satisfy my hunger for beautiful things. Up atop a ridge, by Shoe Lake–its U-bent surface shining silver–I am ensconced in heavy gray fog, the kind that lets me know that I am in Washington for sure. It’s stark; it’s beautiful. Somewhere behind it all is Mount Rainier, and a line of much shorter peaks to go with it. 

All of this–the booming majesty of the mountains and valleys, the dazzling lightshows of sunrise and sunset–suggest to me a universe that *wants* to be paid attention to, one that is on some level aware that by happy accident it has spat out a creature capable of awe, capable of wonder. I have not heard of elk who can be moved to tears by beauty (I’m not even sure they have tear ducts), I doubt the existence of squirrels or chipmunks who take time to look for shooting stars. It is just us, and that is both empowering and incredibly humbling. 

I am still very unsure about the larger religious questions but I do know that however we got here, I’m glad we did it with hearts and minds that are so richly capable of feeling.  

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Holy Holly days with all the gods

Merry 50 different winter holidays from 30 religions or something like that! Including the small ones with small gods.
(Happy Birthday Isaac Newton who changed the world.)
Happy Hanukkah.
Happy birthday to the Green Man, the Horned God, Mithras, a couple of Celtic and Greek gods I forget, happy Saturnalia and Jul and the coming of Roman God Janus.
Adore Freya and her joyous loving parties.
Find laughter and love with Hermes and Pan.
Bless Gaia, Ouronos, and the life they support.
Keep the Hogfather alive at Hogswatch, so the Sun keeps illuminating the world.

May your food be in abundance and may kindness be in your heart and may your hearth be warm all winter. May Apollo heal you as you live and Loki prank you kindly and Quan Yin bring you compassion and Hecate lead you down all your best paths. May Janus open all the doors you need.

53% of white people … I don’t wanna hear anymore BS about blaming millennials, or third party voters, or Russia, or anything else until we stay focused on addressing the REAL problem: white voters.

Whiteness — more than education, age, class and more than gender — was the most reliable indicator of whether someone was likely to vote for Trump. Including non-Black people of color who are white-passing, or who self-identify as white.

If you’re foolish enough to think Trump is so bad that just anybody can beat him in 2020 (kinda like everyone thought in 2016, remember?) then you really haven’t been paying attention. Despite what they might say publicly, most white people love Trump.