It is not my responsibility to hang around in somebody’s trash can after clearly being thrown away.
I am not in the wrong if I decide that someone who put me through something very painful that could have been easily avoided with a little communication and reciprocity is, in fact, not what is best for me.
I have every right to want to be happy and healthy; if you try to flog me for it, you never loved me in any capacity to begin with.
Keep the passive-aggressive to yourself, or tell it to Jesus. I am not here for it. Not in the least.
Slowly I began to understand fully that there was no place in academe for folks from working-class backgrounds who did not wish to leave the past behind. That was the price of the ticket. Poor students would be welcome at the best institutions of higher learning only if they were willing to surrender memory, to forget the past and claim the assimilated present as the only worthwhile and meaningful reality.
Students from nonprivileged backgrounds who did not want to forget often had nervous breakdowns. They could not bear the weight of all the contradictions they had to confront. They were crushed. More often than not they dropped out with no trace of their inner anguish recorded, no institutional record of the myriad ways their take on the world was assaulted by an elite vision of class and privilege. The records merely indicated that even after receiving financial aid and other support, these students simply could not make it, simply were not good enough.
At no time in my years as a student did I march in a graduation ceremony. I was not proud to hold degrees from institutions where I had been constantly scorned and shamed. I wanted to forget these experiences, to erase them from my consciousness. Like a prisoner set free, I did not want to remember my years on the inside.
”—bell hooks, where we stand: class matters, “Coming to Class Consciousness” (via riseabovethemadness)
“If you blame Native American communities for their poverty, remember that the entire continent was stolen from them.
If you blame Black American communities for their relative poverty, remember that Black Americans were stolen from a continent, trafficked, and enslaved for nearly 300 years.
Tell me again about how your family ‘started from nothing’ when they immigrated. Didn’t they start from whiteness? Seems like a pretty good start.
The American Dream required dual genocides, but tell me again about fairness and equal opportunity. Tell me about democracy, modeled after the Iroquois Confederacy. Tell me your proud heritage, and I will show you the violence that made it so.”—
You see, the problem is that when you use the term “white people”, you are inadvertently being racist. You can’t categorize us like that. If you really wanted to claim yourself as an anti-racist, you have to rid yourself of this condition that you have been told to believe and realize, we are all human. You can’t try to mediate a war and abolish racism if you are in fact a facet of said racism. So, go belly flop on a beehive you one sided prick.
When I use the term “White people”, this is what I’m doing:
When I use the term “White people”, this is what I’m not doing:
Ripping you from your homeland
Sailing you across an ocean like cargo
Selling you off as slaves
Forcing you to follow a bullshit religion
Feeding you pig slop
Beating you because I feel like it
Raping your daughter
Raping your mother
Raping your sister
Mutilating your body when you try to run away
Passing laws that declare you to be 3/5 of a human being
Preventing you from voting
Firebombing your home
Gathering a mob to lynch you in the streets with legal impunity
Keeping you in the ghetto
Chasing you with dogs
Preventing you from going to certain schools
Murdering your leaders who speak out against the tyranny of my people
Encouraging my police officers to target you, and run you through our prisons like clockwork
Profile you, whether you’re wearing a suit and tie, or baggy jeans and a hoodie
Shooting you because I was following you and you got scared and attacked me
How the Logic of "Friendzoning" Would Work If Applied in Other Instances:
*Man walks into a store and finds employee*
Man:Alright, I've had enough. Why haven't you guys hired me?!
Employee:Uh...well sir, when did you put in your application?
Man:I never filled out an application.
Employee:Well sir, we can't consider you for employment if you've never filled out an application.
Man:No, that's bullshit, because I've been coming here for years now, and every single time I tell you all how much I love this store and how much I appreciate your customer service, unlike some of your other customers might I add!
Employee:Well, but that doesn't-
Man:AND I even told you that I didn't have a job!
Employee:But sir, that doesn't indicate to us that you would like a job at our store. And again, if you've never filled out an application, we can't consider you. Besides, we're not hiring.
Man:OH! Not hiring, HA! What a laugh. I see your store go through seasonal workers all the time. They come and go like nothing, but you won't consider me as a part-time employee even though I KNOW you've been looking for workers to fill positions? That's insane!
Employee:Sir, we've been looking to hire a few people for management positions. Do you have any management experience?
Man:Well no, but what does that matter?
Employee:...Well sir, that's what we're looking for. You won't be suitable for the position without management experience.
Man:Oh that's such a load of crap. You know, you'll be waiting around a long time for a manager if you don't lower your standards a little. Who cares if someone knows how to manage a store? I LOVE this store and I'm willing to work here, that's all that should matter to you.
Employee:That...doesn't make any sense.
Man:NO! I'm done. This is over. From now on, no more Mr. Nice Guy.
“rebelliously ignorant to our God given purpose(s), people tend to put themselves where they want to be rather than where they are needed; from career paths, to social environments, to relationships. No longer defined by our design we have become defined by our desires, and interestingly, the difference between being where you want to be and being where you are needed is literally the difference between being an option and being an asset. God designed us each to be assets but, blind to purpose, pursuing our heart’s desires we have allowed ourselves—even our very existence—to become optional in the process.”—Jaime Lee Lewis : options and assets.
“We are very good at preparing to live, but not very good at living. We know how to sacrifice ten years for a diploma, and we are willing to work very hard to get a job, a car, a house, and so on. But we have difficulty remembering that we are alive in the present moment, the only moment there is for us to be alive.”—Thich Nhat Hanh (via woolfen)
“And it has been
of a year.
I have worn
under my sleeves,
on my thighs,
running down my cheeks.
This is what
looks like, my dear.”—Michelle K., It Has Been One Hell of a Year. (via michellekpoems)
I’m so sick of white “hipstery” artists (Lorde, Macklemore) being critical of the assumed materialism of hip hop culture (and by extension Black people) without being critical of the “American Dream”, the boot straps myth, and capitalism in general. But that’s too profound for them, they’d end up critiquing the very system that’s got them spots on the billboard’s top 100. Can’t have that.
“The next time I feel the urge to criticize I will ask myself two questions: given the same circumstances and no hindsight would I have done better, and who asked me for my opinion in the first place?”—The Zen Humanist