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reclaimingthelatinatag:

vasundharaa:

This is a resource post for all the Good White Persons out there. You know, the ones who say things like “It’s not my fault I’m white! Don’t generalize white people!”, or “I’m appreciating your culture! You should be proud!”, or “Why do you hate all white people, look I’m a special snowflake who’s not racist give me an award for meeting the minimum requirements for being a decent human being”.

Well, if you are actually interested in understanding racism and how it ties into cultural appropriation, please read instead of endlessly badgering PoCs on tumblr with your cliched, unoriginal arguments and repeating the same questions over and over.

On White Privilege
aka don’t blame me just because I’m white:

On Reverse Racism
aka you are being racist against white people:

On Cultural Appropriation
aka I’m just appreciating your culture:

Assorted Vials of White Tears and Miscellaneous Antidotes
aka I can’t change that I’m white/not all whites are racist/we are all humans:


Okay. I agree. I’ve been socially conditioned not to notice racism and recognize my privilege. What can I do?

I don’t care about this bullshit; you’re making a big deal out of nothing, go home and delete your blog:

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kdo:

Joy Division - Glass (1978)
Bernard Sumner / Ian Curtis / Peter Hook / Stephen Morris
from: ”A Factory Sample” EP
Produced by Martin Hannett

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emanuel-alec:

George Zoritch in Le Spectre de la Rose, 1952

Symphonie espagnole by Édouard Lalo 👏👏👏


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prokopetz:

Rape is the only crime on the books for which arguing that the temptation to commit it was too clear and obvious to resist is treated as a defence. For every other crime, we call that a confession.


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"One of the first signs of the beginning of understanding is the wish to die." Franz Kafka, Blue Octavo Notebooks  (via kyrrd)

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Black Narcissus (Michael Powell & Emeric Pressburger, 1947)

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"I love the word lámpara associated to your future. Won’t I see you shine, perhaps, beneath the stars, rescued from your shrouds like a nocturnal bride?" Rafael Castillo Zapata, Providence (via lifeinpoetry)

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