My Sweet Oubliette

This is a place where I put things to forget about them, but hopefully you remember them for me. I am a sensibly liberal intellectual rocker type who loves most forms of the arts, writing, and having a grand time gallavnting about with friends or sipping on green tea over a good book.... Or over a Gameboy game of Pokemon. I choose Bulbasaur.


Hmm?   Would you like to share that with the class?
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communismkills:

P.S. The real world isn’t going to accommodate you and your “comfort.” When you get off Tumblr, there aren’t any trigger warnings. Wearing a nametag with your “gender identity” on it would be absolutely laughable. You’ll have to learn to be an adult and deal with people without being psychotic and wishing death on them.

Ignorance is only bested by education- pretending everyone who doesn’t understand the things we progressive folk have embraced is actively against you is just as ignorant as the attitudes your fighting against.

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White men make up approximately 36% of the population, but commit 75% of mass shootings. What would be called terrorism by any other skin tone is suddenly some mysterious unnamed disease. We as a society are perfectly happy to further stigmatize mentally ill people, who are far more likely to be victims of violence than commit violence, in the service of protecting white supremacy and male entitlement.

The “Mental Illness” We Refuse To Name: White Male Entitlement | Constituative Outsider

Resubmitting this because the original did not cite the original author, and plagirizing of WoC’s work is a serious and rampant issue. We cannot allow them to do this difficult work without acknowledging the value of their work. If you reblogged, please delete the original and reblog this version.

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dglsplsblg:

Staten Island man dies after NYPD cop puts him in chokehold — SEE THE VIDEO

A 400-pound asthmatic Staten Island dad died Thursday after a cop put him in a chokehold and other officers appeared to slam his head against the sidewalk, video of the incident shows.
“I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!” Eric Garner, 43, repeatedly screamed after at least five NYPD officers took him down in front of a Tompkinsville beauty supply store when he balked at being handcuffed.
Within moments Garner, a married father of six children with two grandchildren, stopped struggling and appeared to be unconscious as police called paramedics to the scene. An angry crowd gathered, some recording with smartphones.
“When I kissed my husband this morning, I never thought it would be for the last time,” Garner’s wife, Esaw, told the Daily News.
She got no details from police until after she had gone to the hospital to identify his body, she said.
“I saw him with his eyes wide open and I said, ‘Babe, don’t leave me, I need you.’ But he was already gone,” she said.

and people wonder why black people don’t trust or have any love for cops. they murdered this man. this black man. and for what? fucking cigarettes. yea, WE’RE the fucking problem.
 

dglsplsblg:

Staten Island man dies after NYPD cop puts him in chokehold — SEE THE VIDEO

A 400-pound asthmatic Staten Island dad died Thursday after a cop put him in a chokehold and other officers appeared to slam his head against the sidewalk, video of the incident shows.

“I can’t breathe! I can’t breathe!” Eric Garner, 43, repeatedly screamed after at least five NYPD officers took him down in front of a Tompkinsville beauty supply store when he balked at being handcuffed.

Within moments Garner, a married father of six children with two grandchildren, stopped struggling and appeared to be unconscious as police called paramedics to the scene. An angry crowd gathered, some recording with smartphones.

“When I kissed my husband this morning, I never thought it would be for the last time,” Garner’s wife, Esaw, told the Daily News.

She got no details from police until after she had gone to the hospital to identify his body, she said.

“I saw him with his eyes wide open and I said, ‘Babe, don’t leave me, I need you.’ But he was already gone,” she said.

and people wonder why black people don’t trust or have any love for cops. they murdered this man. this black man. and for what? fucking cigarettes. yea, WE’RE the fucking problem.

 

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reverseracism:

postracialcomments:

knowledgeequalsblackpower:

IT HAPPENED AGAIN.. this time i wasnt even mad lmao im used to it.. #Wow #SheThinkImStealingPart2

smh.

I love this movement

Look at this post racial society we live in today

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precumming:

i found my wedding cake

NICK.  NIIIIICK OMFG I FOUND IT.

precumming:

i found my wedding cake

NICK.  NIIIIICK OMFG I FOUND IT.

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The President has spoken

campaignsick:

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My beau and his room mate argue over this sometimes.  Fortunately, my man is on the right side with the hard one.

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lotuslopez:

darkbluetile:

this post is my dream come true

babies with babies

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When a person walked into the Dems office and yelled at me for not knowing where the GOP office would be

campaignsick:

Oh, okay crazy…

I’m a field organizer for the Kansas Democratic Party.  Last week, a woman came into the county party office while I was at the reception desk (literally the only five minutes I’ve ever been at that desk) and asked me, “Can I get a  (Republican congressional candidate’s name here) yard sign here?

I thought maybe she was a volunteer or committeewoman I’d not met yet, so I smiled and said, “No…” leaving time for her to give me that GOTCHA! moment.

Instead, she asked, “… Is he a Democrat?”

I still suspected maybe she was messing with me, “No…”

"Well I must be in the wrong place, then," she said, sounding pretty bummed out.  Holy hell, she’s SERIOUS.

She started to walk out but stopped at the door and turned to me, “Now I’m embarrassed.”

I smiled half-heartedly and shrugged, “Sorry!”