iamthedukeofurl:

forest-of-grace:

requiemforadeathmask:

darlingkuma:

you could curse a police officer out, kick their car, throw a temper tantrum and throw trash. and that still doesnt mean they get to kill you. what the fuck is wrong with yall? why do you think police get some special license to kill when they get disrespected?

if they cant do their job without murdering unarmed people, they dont deserve their badge, or anyones respect.

Except it isn’t always that simple.

Except it literally is. I deal with verbal and emotional abuse daily at my job. I get disrespected daily. I’ve had customers throw things at me. Not one of those situations have I ever felt the need to pull a gun on them and shoot them. In fact, I am expected to tolerate that kind of abuse with a smile and often times those people get rewarded for their behavior.

If a cop can’t deal with being disrespected without murdering people then they don’t need to be a fucking cop.

during the civil rights movement, Protesters received special training in how to remain calm and composed in the face of horrific abuse being heaped upon them. They would learn how to sit calmly as people screamed slurs in their faces and dumped food on their heads.

I think all law enforcement should undergo similar training.

a police officer should be ready to deal with somebody screaming horrible abuse in their faces, and still remain professional.

surprisedentistry:

surprisedentistry:

“i can leave the door open while i’m cleaning my bathroom,” i reasoned to myself. “surely my beloved cat, Meatball, isn’t dumb enough to try and jump into an open toilet full of Clorox”

i caught this tiny-little fool MID-FUCKING-AIR. i watched him start leaping and time literally slowed down. and then he had the audacity, the NERVE, to beep indignantly at me for ruining his plans

sicktress:

petermorwood:

hortensevanuppity:

elodieunderglass:

sugaryumyum:

princessnijireiki:

latinagabi:

saturnsorbit:

Let’s not forget to acknowledge Alexandre Dumas this Black History Month

The writer of two of the most well known stories worldwide, The Three Musketeers and The Count of Monte Cristo was a black man. 

That’s excellence.

Let’s not forget that he was played on screen by a white man. And the fact that he was black is barely ever mentioned or the book he wrote inspired by his experiences.

Other things not to forget about Alexandre Dumas:

  • chose to take on his slave grandmother’s last name, Dumas, like his father did before him.
  • grew up too poor for formal education, so was largely self-taught, including becoming a prolific reader, multilingual, well-travelled, and a foodie, resulting in his writing both a combination encyclopedia/cookbook (which just— is fucking outrageous to me) AND the adaptation of The Nutcracker on which Tchaikovsky based his ballet
  • he also wrote a LOOOOT of nonfiction and fiction about history, politics, and revolution, bc he was pro-monarchy, but a radical cuss, and that got him in a lot of hot water at home and abroad.
  • even beyond that, he generally put up with a lot of racist bullshit in France, so he went and wrote a novel about colonialism and a BLATANTLY self-insert anti-slavery vigilante hero (which he then cribbed from to write the Count of Monte Cristo, the main character of which, Edmond Dantés, Dumas also based on himself).
  • (…a novel which also features a LOAD of PoC beyond the Count, and at LEAST one queer character, btw, bc EVERY MOVIE ADAPTATION OF ANYTHING BY DUMAS IS A LIE; seriously, at LEAST one of the four Musketeers is Black, y’all.)
  • famously, when some fuckshit or other wanted to come at Dumas with some anti-Black foolishness, Dumas replied, “My father was a mulatto, my grandfather was a Negro, and my great-grandfather a monkey. You see, Sir, my family starts where yours ends.”
  • for the bicentennial of his birthday, Pres. Jacques Cirac was like, “…sorry about the hella racism,” and had Dumas’s ashes reinterred at the Panthéon of Paris, bc if you’re gonna keep the corpses of the cream of the crop all together, Dumas’s more widely read and translated than literally everybody else.
  • and they are still finding stuff old dude wrote, seriously; like discovering “lost” works as recently as 2002, publishing stuff for the first time as recently as 2005.

ALSO IMPORTANT:

SWAG

I am absolutely ashamed to admit I had NO idea Dumas was black.

when this post first went around (a year ago apparently) I was like BUT WHAT ABOUT DADDY DUMAS THOUGH because basically

  • daddy general dumas was an immense fierce french warrior who was a 6 foot plus, stunningly gorgeous and charismatic Black gentleman 
  • he invaded egypt
  • the native egyptians said “is this napoleon? this must be napoleon. we for one welcome our majestic new overlord”
  • then napoleon showed up
  • napoleon has all the presence of yesterday’s plain Tesco hummus
  • the native egyptians were like “… no… no, we’ve thought very hard and we’ll have General Dumas actually”
  • this did not make napoleon happy
  • in fact it made him jealous
  • napoleon felt so emasculated that he launched a campaign of revenge against General Dumas, including taking away his pension, that probably inspired a lot of Alexandre’s rather satisfying scenes in which fathers are nobly avenged and the money-grubbing villains are rubbed in the mud

I was never taught that he was Black either. WTF.

General Dumas (aka Thomas Alexandre Davy de La Pailleterie) looked like this…

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…and like this…

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…while “Napoleon has all the presence of yesterday’s plain Tesco hummus“…

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😀

I suspect Alexandre Dumas would have laughed at that, because besides looking like someone who laughed a lot…

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he was also a foodie.

He was also born in present-day Haiti. Back then, it was the French colony of Saint-Domingue.

The Sun, the Moon and the Planets: meaning

frenchzodiacgirl:

The Sun: represents the essence of your self, your will, your individuality, your vitality and your desire for power. More than any other planet, it represents who you are. It also symbolizes man in general.

The Moon: represents your emotions, your subconscious, your instincts, your habits and your memory. It also represents women in general.

Mercury: symbolizes your communication style, your reasoning skills, and the way you think.

Venus: represents the areas of your life concerned with love, seduction, beauty, material goods and the arts.

Mars: is the planet of desire and aggression. It represents your physical energy, your combativeness, your spirit of enterprise and your courage.

Jupiter: is the planet of expansion and good fortune. It represents growth, prosperity, abundance, wisdom, generosity and higher consciousness. Jupiter’s position in the sky map indicates where you are lucky.

Saturn: represents limitation, restriction, prudence, organization, endurance and discipline. It tells you where you have to deal with your fears – and also where you have ambition.

Uranus: represents originality, independence, spirit of rebellion, inventiveness, insight and all that is not foreseen.

Neptune: represents spirituality, dreams, psychic abilities, intuition, disintegration, compassion, self-sacrifice, deceit and illusion.

Pluto: represents elimination, destruction, regeneration, renewal and transformation.

ro-zden:

prokopetz:

eeveepeasy:

domicileensnared:

prokopetz:

Concept: one of those “mediocre white boy learns the secrets of ancient martial arts” movies, except the martial art in question is traditional Scottish kickboxing. The wise old mentor speaks with an indecipherable Highland accent and spends the whole film in a full kilt for no particular reason.

Hell yeah

I actually had to stop and ask myself if Scottish kickboxing was an actual thing for a moment. Like I legitimately questioned the possibility that maybe somebody up here developed an entire martial art and called it that.

And honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if they did.

There’s some historical evidence that various forms of kickboxing were practiced as a sport in pre-19th Century Scotland, yes. I’m not specifically aware that it was ever employed in a non-sporting context, but… well.

So you’re saying I have ancestors who kickboxed in the highlands freezing their balls off on the bens, who are looking at me from the spirit world like they kickboxed long enough to fuck, and all for nothing?

marigoldwitch:

alicetookadrink:

do-not-touch-my-food:

1 – gives kibble to dogs in shelters with a single click

2 – gives 10 pieces of kibble to dogs in shelters, whether you get the question right or not

3 – gives 10 pieces of kibble to cats in shelters, whether you get the question right or not

4 – gives cat litter to cats in shelters with a single click

*opens 4 new tabs*

the cat litter one makes little noises after you click it and it’s so cute.

grimmtidings:

durbikins:

goattrain:

mintycoolnessisrelevant:

mintycoolnessisrelevant:

mintycoolnessisrelevant:

mintycoolnessisrelevant:

mintycoolnessisrelevant:

do u remember those fuckers those…

those WEEGGh gHOGH stick fuckers

THESE

And theyre called….. oh no-

Hey baby 😉

Wanna touch my Groan Tube

Neon Groantube Evangelion

I can literally feel the walls of reality breaking down around me the longer this video plays.