The basis of most arguments against trans people is that we are not who we say we are, that we are always and only the gender that we were assigned at birth. And so much of that is about having a sense of certainty around gender, that when you were born with a certain set of genitalia, then that must dictate your entire life, and the reality is that that’s not trueA lot of people are not comfortable with that, because then that means they have to begin to question who they are.- Laverne Cox

All night
I feel their absence and I burn.

— Carol Ann Duffy, excerpt of Warming her Pearls (via camilla-macauley)

whereisyourmeegan:

did-you-kno:

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Let me tell you a thing.

Not only were the four other worlds destroyed, they were destroyed because of one god, the ultimate god of being a dick: Tezcatlipoca.

Technically, Tezcatlipoca is a title which basically means “cosmic king of everything”. This guy in particular is the Black Tezcatlipoca. He’s got a bunch of other names and he’s syncretized with a bunch of different gods but his most common one is just Tezcatlipoca because no one knows his real name. Anyway, he’s the god of — apart from being a dick — nobility, magic, night time, judgment, the earth, and jaguars.

I bet you can already see where this is going.

So, Tezcatlipoca, along with his brother Quetzalcoatl, worked together to create the world out of Cipactli — literally a giant crocodile. Well, Tezcatlipoca and Quetzalcoatl don’t get along, because Tezcatlipoca is a dick and Quetzalcoatl is staunchly against dickishness. So Tezcatlipoca claimed rulership to the first world they created and the people who lived in it. He was responsible for carrying the sun across the sky so that the world wouldn’t fall into darkness and yadda yadda. But Quetzalcoatl decided that Tezcatlipoca was definitely not the best choice for rulership (presumably because he was being a dick) and smote the shit out of his asshole brother. Well, Tezcatlipoca was (understandably) angry about this. So he decided to turn into a jaguar and get all his jaguar buddies to eat every last person in the world.

That’s okay, because Quetzalcoatl is no chump. Instead of giving up, he decided he’d try to make the second world better than the first. So he ruled over that for a while. But Tezcatlipoca wasn’t done. He bided his time until he recovered and regained his power and then smote the shit out of his traitor brother and the Second World with hurricanes.

So far it’s not so bad, though. I mean. Anyone would be mad if their brother beat the shit out of them and stole their stuff.

But we’ve got two more worlds to go.

So the ruler of the Third World was Tlaloc — presumably because the gods all agreed that neither Tezcatlipoca nor Quetzalcoatl should be in charge while they were still fighting. Tlaloc was the god of rain, water, making sure crops grow, and also nasty hailstorms and thunderstorms. He was also known for being stoic, pretty stable in most cases. Generally the mortals liked the guy because he provided them with food and beautiful green things and as long as they appeased him with the proper sacrifices (children in this case, but, hey, you can always make more of those), their survival was guaranteed — and not at all hinged on whether or not two brothers could get along for an eon.

Now Tlaloc was known for being a hideous, bug-eyed dude. But he was married to the absolutely most gorgeous, sexiest goddess (not even the other goddesses tried to dispute this), named Xochiquetzal.

Naturally, Tezcatlipoca wanted to tap that ass. Problem is, the Aztecs were big on the sanctity of marriage and all that jazz, and the gods were no exception. So what does he do? He kidnaps her.

(Mind you, there are some disagreements as to whether he kidnapped her, seduced her, or whether she started the affair because she was tired of Tlaloc’s ugly mug. Regardless, Tezcatlipoca’s still at the center of this bullshit.)

Tlaloc got really pissed. So pissed that he refused to let any rain fall anymore. And when the mortals begged him to make it rain again, he got even more pissed and made it rain fire. You can probably guess that was the end of the Third World.

Okay, okay, so on a scale of dickishness, that rates maybe, at most, a 7. I mean, Hades kidnapped Persephone and he wasn’t really that much of a dick (as far as Greek gods go), he just knew fuck-all about flirting. Paris kidnapped Helen (who was also already married) and he wasn’t really that much a dick.

Just wait.

The Fourth World needed a ruler. One who wouldn’t fly into a rage and hurt the mortals for something someone else did, one who wasn’t prone to family disputes, one who didn’t have a super-hot wife. Who would you pick?

The choice was Chalchiuhtlicue, goddess of rivers and lakes and other such bodies of water. She was an absolute sweetheart. Just wanted everyone to be happy. No, really! All the gods loved her, and all the mortals she ruled over loved her. Sure, she got a little wild the farther out to sea you got, but if you stayed away from the sea you’d be fine.

Did Tezcatlipoca desire her? No, he already had the most beatiful, sexiest honey in the entire cosmos. Was he wronged by her? No, she literally would not hurt a fly. Did he have beef with her for some contrived reason? Nope, they hardly ever crossed paths.

Our hero just didn’t like the Fourth World. Probably because he wasn’t ruling over it.

So he sneaks over to Chalchiuhtlicue and whispers to her that he thinks she isn’t really the nicest, most sweetest goddess ever. She’s just being nice so that she would fool the mortals and the gods into loving her. Really, she was just a petty, selfish praise-seeker who was trying to feel good about herself. But he wasn’t fooled, oh no. And he wouldn’t let her fool herself.

Poor Chalchiuhtlicue couldn’t ignore these accusations. I mean, what nice, kind, sweet person wouldn’t doubt themselves if someone told them that? Worst of all, she couldn’t prove him wrong, even for her own sake. She started to believe that maybe he was right.

This thought devastated her so much that she cried tears of blood for fifty-two years straight. Fifty-two years. Her tears flooded the Fourth World, destroying it utterly. (Luckily even when she was crying her eyes out she saw that her beloved mortals were going to drown and changed them into fish. Though I’m sure Tezcatlipoca would suggest that she did that because she couldn’t stand the thought of losing the love of so many beings.)

And that is, by far, not the only time Tezcatlipoca was a grade-A asshole. A pretty hefty book can be (and probably has been) written about his tales of dickery. But now you know why the last four worlds have been destroyed. And if Huitzilopochtli begins wrecking shit in this world… well, we can all probably guess who’s responsible.

dion-thesocialist:

I apologize to everyone whose grammar I ever corrected before I learned not to be a tool.

a-ga-li-ha:

10 Photos from Ferguson that won’t make it to the mainstream media.

A community in unity.These photos are via Twitter from a Journalist named Ryan Schuessler (@RyanSchuessler1) who unlike some journalists/reporters, chooses to focus on the activities truly going on right now. He’s not focusing on how much of a “hell-hole” some of them are reporting it to supposedly be. But a community of people who are just seeking Justice For Michael BrownIf you can look at these photos and still buy into the mainsteam media’s game, or feel sorry for the police here in the slightest bit - you’re not paying attention.

The anger and actions of the people in Ferguson are justified. They’re citizens who are outraged by the corruption of the justice system and by the fact these police forces are allowed to gas them and shoot into crowds of innocent civilians, whenever they’re rallying in a peaceful protest that the media refuses to expose. They’ll try to turn it around on these people as often as possible.

For those of us who are, and have been paying attention to what’s going on - to the people of Ferguson, hat’s off to you for standing up. Know there are people who know the truth and aren’t listening to what news sources like CNN, FoxNews and NBC are distorting the information into.

DO NOT FALL INTO THE ILLUSIONS AND DISTORTIONS OF THE MAIN STREAM MEDIA ABOUT THE EVENTS IN FERGUSON. DO NOT FALL PREY TO THEIR GAME.

THESE PEOPLE ARE STANDING AGAINST A CORRUPT POLICE FORCE THAT GOT CAUGHT UP IN THEIR OWN LIES. DO NOT JUST FALL INTO THE STORIES OF TEAR GAS, RUBBER BULLETS, RIOTS, and LOOTERS. THERE ARE EVENTS GOING ON FROM PEACEFUL PROTESTERS WHO ARE STANDING FOR JUSTICE.

@RyanSchuessler1 - Twitter

shatteredchrystal:

runaon:

a-little-bi-furious:

asherehsa:

samjoonyuh:

Perspective. 

"Looting? I thought these were supposed to be nonviolent protests"

I know it’s incredible! People are literally coming out of the woodwork to comment on this photoset to focus on the looting headline with “well yes it is nice they were helping people hit with the tear gas, but stealing is still wrong uwu” as if they’re back to kindergarten morality.

Like everyone who’s gone to boot camp I’ve been tear gassed. They put about 50+ of you in a gas chamber and toss it in. You have to stay there until your rank is allowed to exit. Before that though, you have to say your name, rank, and social security number. You then exit and file into ranks (again) outside and are not allowed at any point to rinse your face or eyes for the entire day.

That right there? Easily the worst part of boot camp. My eyes were literally swollen shut. I was blinded for a good 30 minutes and my chest hurt for days.

I have zero problem and not and ounce of judgement for people raiding a mcdonalds that can easily afford to repair damage for ANYTHING to help ease the shittiness that is being tear gassed. Esp because every one of us in boot were medically sound to deal with tear gas. Children, asthmatics, people prone to panic and anxiety attacks, the elderly as sooo many more are NOT going to handle tear gas well at ALL.

Or that smoke the police use either.

It’s easy to sit there and judge someone from the safety of your home and say things like “it’s just tear gas” or “it can’t be that bad”.

Fuck you. As someone who HAS been gassed, you need to stfu.

I remember all the preparation they did to get us ready for the gas chamber in boot camp. We were taught how to handle ourselves, how to control our breathing, not to touch anything, how to avoid the worst of the gas. But it still didn’t matter. I remember taking in that first breath and feeling like I had just been kicked in the chest. I remember a few guys in my platoon falling down and vomiting. We knew the gas wasn’t as bad on the floor but we were the fifth platoon through and the vomit kept us from bending over more than absolutely necessary. I remember a few guys, guys in peak health training to be infantrymen, breaking ranks and running for the door only to be dragged back in kicking and screaming until they said name, rank and serial. They were expecting it, trained for it, bragging about how it wouldn’t bother them.
I remember standing there with all of the mucus from my nasal cavity on the front of my ACUs and thinking to myself “This is the nonviolent option?”
Covered head to toe and my skin still itching I looked down at the silver wedding band hanging next to my dog tags and realized that the gas had eaten little pits into its surface.
I stood there and thought of all the news reports I had seen over the years. The uprisings and revolutionaries being gassed, the crowds running from men in masks.
That’s the moment I got it, staring at my ruined wedding band, that’s the moment I realized terrorism isn’t about bombs or who is using them. It’s about controlling people through fear. It’s about removing their ability to act reasonably, to make them seem like the monsters. Terrorism is about triggering people to fight or flight then blaming them for not being rational. It’s about power. Remove someone’s power to act with reason, and you remove their humanity.

2damnfeisty:

rozhanitsa:

2damnfeisty:

Nobody gives the black girl mob credit for being smart as fuck. They clown but at the end of the day they are really intelligent.

And it’s not subtle at all.
Taystee is a math prodigy in addition to being well-read, Poussey is multilingual, Cindy just knows shit, Suzanne studies Shakespeare, Watson was a good student in addition to being a track star, Vee is basically an evil genius. Piper often learns the most from them; they taught her how to fight and helped translate Pennsatucky’s biblical threat.
The show flat out acknowledges the (academic) intelligence of the black inmates time and time again, but the audience collectively ignores it.

ALL OF THIS

Growing up Cuban American and not fitting into anybody’s box of what I should look like, sound like, be like, opens you up to very rude questions, opens you up to a lot of assumptions, a lot of judgment. Usually not something that a seven year old girl is prepared for. The best way that I have found to combat discrimination, to combat hate, is to work on myself, to be my best self and so by educating people as best I can by showing them my humanity, by showing them my love and my care. It’s the best I can do.

llmns