La Foule

pachyderms and triskelions

“History is not a long series of centuries in which men did all the interesting and important things and women stayed home and twiddled their thumbs in between pushing out babies, making soup and dying in childbirth. History is actually a long series of centuries of men writing down what they thought was important and interesting, and forgetting to write about women. It’s also a long series of centuries of women’s work and women’s writing being actively denigrated by men. Writings were destroyed, contributions were downplayed, and women were actively oppressed against, absolutely, but the forgetting part is vitally important. Most historians and other writers of what we now consider “primary sources” simply didn’t think about women and their contribution to society. They took it for granted, except when that contribution or its lack directly affected men. This does not in any way mean that the female contribution to society was in fact less interesting, important, or complicated, simply that history—the process of writing down and preserving of the facts, not the facts and events themselves—was looking the other way.”

dysfunctionalqueer:

proudly-pro-choice:

shootinthebulltx:

Over 1 millions children are killed every year in elective abortions, almost 50,000 of them after 16 weeks. Now let’s talk about how to best save their lives. #abortion #forthechildrenhttp://click-to-read-mo.re/p/7zhv/536a421d

I really just love pro-life logic.
Why help those who have been born when we can stick our noses into other people’s private health care matters? Lets try to get them to keep their pregnancies! We can go back to ignoring them after they give birth.
Yeah, makes total sense, right?

You want to save children?
How about we start with the 397,000 in foster care in the U.S. and give them loving, permanent homes? x
Or the 1.5 million homeless children in america? X
Or the 16.2 million children who are going hungry in america? X
Or the 18,900,000 children who are refuges, running from violence in their homelands? X
Or the 6 million children in the U.S. alone who are abused each year? X
Or the 1.2 million children who are trafficked, sold as slaves, usually sexual slaves, each year? X
Oh, no, let’s start with the non-sentient fetuses that can’t feel pain, or know what’s going on. 
Let’s ignore these millions and millions of living, breathing children who are living through hell right now. 

dysfunctionalqueer:

proudly-pro-choice:

shootinthebulltx:

Over 1 millions children are killed every year in elective abortions, almost 50,000 of them after 16 weeks. Now let’s talk about how to best save their lives. #abortion #forthechildren

http://click-to-read-mo.re/p/7zhv/536a421d

I really just love pro-life logic.

Why help those who have been born when we can stick our noses into other people’s private health care matters? Lets try to get them to keep their pregnancies! We can go back to ignoring them after they give birth.

Yeah, makes total sense, right?

You want to save children?

How about we start with the 397,000 in foster care in the U.S. and give them loving, permanent homes? x

Or the 1.5 million homeless children in america? X

Or the 16.2 million children who are going hungry in america? X

Or the 18,900,000 children who are refuges, running from violence in their homelands? X

Or the 6 million children in the U.S. alone who are abused each year? X

Or the 1.2 million children who are trafficked, sold as slaves, usually sexual slaves, each year? X

Oh, no, let’s start with the non-sentient fetuses that can’t feel pain, or know what’s going on. 

Let’s ignore these millions and millions of living, breathing children who are living through hell right now. 

kaiju-brain:

wendzeemakarling:

tietjens:

whimmy-bam:

loki-took-my-hawk:

yourleastsassyfriend:

tio-salamanca:

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This is the best surprise audio post I’ve ever seen/heard.

THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY

The egg made me so confused and then the SONG STARTED PLAYING AND EVERYTHING MADE SENSE AND NOTHING HURT

okay instant happiness

I DON’T UNDERSTAND

It’s a reference to a scene in the movie “Matilda” :)

deanisadisneyprincess:

doctor: I’m afraid you have a rare disease called onomatopoeia
patient: is it serious?
doctor: it’s just as bad as it sounds

lack-lustin:

gaywrites:

We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  

And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 

Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.

I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”

I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.

Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.


(My Son Wears Dresses And That’s OK With Me | Seth Menachem for xoJane)


yo this dude is a keeper

lack-lustin:

gaywrites:

We went to the party, and, as I figured, some of the guests laughed and made comments. One said to me, “Do you think this is funny? There are kids here. You want them to see this?” Another said, “You want him to be gay?”  
And I stayed calm. And I explained to them the best I could that there is no correlation between kids cross-dressing and being gay. And if he is gay, it’s not because of anything I did. It’s because he’s gay. And maybe it’s a stage. And maybe it’s not. But either way, I don’t want him to ever feel like he wasn’t able to express himself because his parents didn’t support him. And some understood. And some, trapped by religion or ignorance, gave us the stank face. 
Plenty of people are supportive. They’ll see my kids — Sydney with her long dirty blonde hair, and Asher with his short dark hair, and say, “I love your daughter’s pixie cut.” When I tell them he’s my son, they smile and say, “I love it.” They also apologize for confusing his gender, but I tell them, “Don’t apologize. He’s in a purple dress with sparkly shoes. How would you know?” I know there are parents who get worked up when you confuse their kids’ gender, but I’m not one of them.
I get home before my wife most nights, so I was taking the kids out to walk our dog. They were dressing up in different outfits, my daughter treating Asher like her doll, as she tried various dresses, shoes, and headbands on him. And then Sydney told me she wanted me to wear a dress, too — “Oh my god, it will be so funny.”
I said, “No,” but she kept begging. I said, “People will laugh at me.” She said, “If they do, I’ll tell them to go away.” And I couldn’t argue with that, as I squeezed myself into Carrie’s most flexible dress. We walked the dog on our block, and the pleasure my kids took in seeing their dad go out of his comfort zone trumped the humiliation I felt.
Carrie pulled up to the house, and I saw her slacked jaw from the end of the street. She laughed. She took a picture. And she told me I better not rip her dress. And then we all went for a pizza.

yo this dude is a keeper

anniebananaberry:

featheredclockwork:

felinesleepwear:


When I first moved to Canada, I showed up to a party and started putting my beer in the fridge. The entire kitchen stopped to stare in wonder and disbelief until someone yelled out ‘don’t fucking waste pizza space. This whole country is a f*ckin icebox’

Canada just gets more and more perfect the more I learn and hear about it.

omg canada i must know more about you

CANADAAAAAA

anniebananaberry:

featheredclockwork:

felinesleepwear:

When I first moved to Canada, I showed up to a party and started putting my beer in the fridge. The entire kitchen stopped to stare in wonder and disbelief until someone yelled out ‘don’t fucking waste pizza space. This whole country is a f*ckin icebox’

Canada just gets more and more perfect the more I learn and hear about it.

omg canada i must know more about you

CANADAAAAAA

ly0nheart1:

Best line in the whole series to date.

gallifrey-feels:

thebuttblr:

nonomella:

strawberrytop007:

hyperwolf:

livelife-havefun-partyhard:

Parrot caught singing let the bodies hit the floor

I was so done when it whispered…I would shit bricks if I heard that when I got up to get a drink in the middle of the night…

“Let the bodies hit the….FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!!!”

oh my god he’s so into it

funny as fuck

this is both metal a/f and adorable I love it

http://aggressivewhenstartled.tumblr.com/post/93317411092/dalishpeach-tender-hearted-heroes-are-so

dalishpeach:

Tender-hearted heroes are so important to me.

Heroes that are soft-spoken and kind, that want nothing more than to take care of everyone.

Heroes that are sweet and good, that always leave folks smiling in their wake.

Heroes that see good in everyone, who want to be good to…

axmxz:

"It’s all about color. It’s about people deciding what you deserve. About people wanting what they don’t deserve. About whites thinking they run this world no matter what."

who don’t believe in anything
idhangthatonmywall:

Hiroshige (1797-1858), Owl on a Maple Branch in the Full Moon, 1832.

idhangthatonmywall:

Hiroshige (1797-1858), Owl on a Maple Branch in the Full Moon, 1832.

spoken-not-written:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING

spoken-not-written:

I AM FUCKING SCREAMING