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George Carlin on religion
“Religion has actually convinced people that there’s an invisible man in the sky… Who watches everything you do, every minute of every day… And the invisible man has a special list of 10 things he does not want you to do… And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place full of fire and smoke and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live to and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever ‘til the end of time……. But he loves you…. Yup… He loves you and he needs MONEY! He always needs money! He’s all-powerful, all perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise… But somehow *pop* He just can’t handle money!….. Religion takes in billions of dollars, they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more… Now, you talk about a GOOD bullshit story… HO-LEE SHIIIT. *bows*”
“Results like this don’t belong on the resume of a “supreme being… This is the kind of shit you expect from an office temp with a bad attitude.”
“By the way, I say “this guy” because I firmly believe—looking at these results— that if there is a god, it has to be a man. No woman could or would fuck things up like this!”
“Over night, I became a sun-worshiper… Well, not over-night. You can’t see the sun at night, but the next morning…”
“You know who I pray to? Joe Pesci… Joe Pesci… Joe Pesci. Two reasons: First of all, I think he’s a good actor, okay? To me, that counts. Second, he looks like a guy who can get things done. Joe Pesci doesn’t fuck around. Doesn’t fuck around.”
“If there is a god, may he strike me dead… See, nothing happened?… Wait… Gotta cramp in my leg… And my balls hurt.”
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"[Trigger Warning for discussion of rape]
Eight percent of college men have either attempted or successfully raped. Thirty percent say they would rape if they could get away with it. When the wording was changed to “force a woman to have sex,” the number jumped to 58%. Worse still, 83.5% argue that “some women look like they are just asking to be raped."Margo Maine, Ph.D. (Body Wars)
There was a time that, as a person of the male persuasion, seeing this quote made me really mad. It made me mad that women would assume that I was a rapist; it made me mad that rape was becoming ‘my problem’; it made me mad because, frankly, I didn’t think it was true. I think that this is a really common male attitude when confronted with rape statistics- or, at least, it has been in my purely anecdotal experience.
But now, I know there is no excuse for that. Men need to take responsibility and look at these numbers for what they really are, and what they really, truly represent. Men, don’t be mad at the woman who is justifiably wary that more than half of the men she knows could be her potential rapist. Don’t be mad at that there’s someone trying to rain on your fun, privileged parade where rape is something that only happens on Law & Order. Don’t be mad that you can’t accept that rape is way more common than you think. Most of all, don’t be mad at the woman who was raped and is seeking justice and help for her assault just because you thinks she looks like she was ‘asking for it.’
Be mad at the man who waits in the park to prey on the women who have a right to feel safe in their own communities. Be mad at the man who takes advantage of his drunk girlfriend. Be mad at the man who pushes the issue when his wife isn’t in the mood. Be mad at the man who catcalls, who makes unwelcome advances, who cops a feel.
Don’t be angry at the woman who doesn’t entirely trust you. Be angry at the men who have made her feel that way. Don’t be a part of a problem.
Be a part of the solution.
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This is the best commentary I’ve seen on this post. It’s been around since Sept 2010 and has about 5000 notes, and yet, this is the only commentary I’ve seen that entire time that is basically amazing.
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Yes. This commentary.
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Reblogging for commentary.
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I’m probably going to print this out and post it around my school the next time we inevitably have a discussion about the problems of date rape & sexual assault on my campus. Though, its bursting with privilege so this might make it explode…
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“This is the one thing I’m self conscious about and I try my best to hide it. My penis is almost 8 inches long and 1.5 wide and I absolutely hate it. I feel like it makes me a freak and that no girl really wants to be with me just because of my personality. My freshman year I became physical with a girl I really liked and she told all of her friends about my penis size and for the rest of the year the girls at my school looked at me like I was a sex toy rather than a guy they would want to have a serious relationship with. I grew extremely paranoid after this and I feel like a whore whenever I think about it.
Hopefully when I’m older I can get surgery and reduce the size by atleast 3 inches so I can be happy in my own skin.”
— —You have no idea how many guys are viciously envious of you at this moment, and (the thing you were complaining about) how many girls wish they had that body near them. This may be the first time in recorded history a man has said he wanted less. :) But I get what you are saying about not being taken seriously as a person; women with large breasts get the same treatment, I have been told. Thank you for submitting and I wish you the best of luck in making things happier for you.
As a woman with large breasts you do get viewed as a sex object. Personally just because I have big tits, doesn’t mean I am a fantastic shag (I am but that’s not the point). My personality is one that you either love or hate. Sweetheart, hold your head high, people are going to look regardless. Smile at them, chances are you are going to make those girls feel good. And above all, unless you want to be a casanova, make them fucking wait, make them prove they are worthy of you. And I give this advice to women and I will give it to my daughter. DON’T EVER BE ASHAMED OF WHAT YOU HAVE!
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Stokely Carmichael (Cancer), Born June 29th, 1941
“The love we seek to encourage is within the black community, the only American community where men call each other ‘brother’ when they meet.”
“Go home and tell your daughters they’re beautiful.”
“This is what white society does not wish to face; this is why that society prefers to talk about integration. But integration speaks not at all to the problem of poverty, only to the problem of blackness… Integration, moreover, speaks to the problem of blackness in a despicable way. As a goal, it has been based on complete acceptance of the fact that in order to have a decent house or education, blacks must move into a white neighborhood or send their children to a white school. This reinforces, among both black and white, the idea that ‘white’ is automatically better and ‘black’ is by definition inferior. This is why integration is a subterfuge for the maintenance of white supremacy.”
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I woke up and looked in the mirror. Then I proceeded to write this blog post.
I don’t have a reason or excuse as to why I am a dark skinned woman. There probably are answers available, like genetics or climate or something, explaining that fact but the truth of the matter is, I really don’t care. Anymore, of course. As a child and younger teenager, there were occasions on which I’ve cried myself to sleep while questioning the higher powers above. I loathed my skin colour and searched for many ways to alleviate myself of that problem. The problem that made me feel ugly. The problem that earned me insults regularly. The problem that made me hate who I am because I never felt good enough. I cannot tell you when I stopped feeling like my dark brown skin was a problem but I can tell you today that it is one of my most prided features.Do not get me wrong, it still disgusts me terribly to know that in this world, my greatest source of oppression and degradation has not been anyone other than my own people. I have never had a white person or anyone of any other ethnicity comment on my skin other than to compliment it. I can list countless names of black persons that have degraded me as a person, as a whole, simply because my skin is dark. Some of these people scream from the mountaintops how the white man has brought them down from the beginning. Then in the next breath some of these same people are quick to call a dark skinned black person ugly, for no other reason than the colour of his or her skin. It still sends a chill down my spine and I swear my heart breaks a little every time I read something on the internet, twitter or something, from a black person expressing their disdain and dislike for dark skinned people. Sending us back hundreds of years, creating their own middle passage for their own people. Placing and locking those chains of mental slavery on the arms and feet of their own people.
You may ask why I feel this way about someone else’s opinion?
I feel this way because I have two younger female cousins who are beyond beautiful. They are gorgeous, smart little girls who I look at and see the future in their eyes. They are two gorgeous, dark skinned little girls who I know will go through the same torment that I went through growing up as a dark skinned little girl. They too will begin to look in the mirror and despise what they see. They too will grow up in a world in which everyone is entitled to an opinion and everyone will express their opinions, no matter how ignorant or cruel. It breaks my heart to think about it. I can only pray that they believe me when I tell them just how beautiful they really are. I can only pray that they are stronger than I was, and learn that for every person that calls them or their skin ugly, there are 3 people out there waiting to tell them how gorgeous they are, including me, every time.
If you ask me, there are far too many mentally enslaved people in this world. Some of them do not even know they are enslaved while others thrive and flourish in it. I think that when the world was rid of “those pesky trouble makers” such as Malcolm X, Martin Luther King and the Panthers, Jim Crow crawled back out of his shallow grave and began his mission. But hey, that’s just MY opinion
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Why can’t we post pictures of cut-free arms instead of scarred ones?
Thank you for starting the trend. But you have to concede that the people with cut arms need to be heard, they’re louder than the clean ones.
Lol, I can’t even…
I don’t know how to take this. I know the person above isn’t being vicious, but this comes across as saying that cut arms are better (for lack of a word) or “louder” than clean arms because people are outwardly acting out. What about people who suffer internally or abuse themselves in other ways?Just because something is more noticeable than others DOES NOT mean that it’s any louder or any more important. As a friend of mine said: “Images mean nothing; its what you fight by yourself that really shows whats wrong.”
I think the picture the person posted is a very positive one - you don’t need cuts and scars on your arms to cry out for help or to be going through things. People who don’t have them can cry out just as loud without them. As a person who has self harmed in the past, I don’t agree at all.
I was trying to be cautious in my phrasing, and may not have succeeded, but what I meant about clean and ‘louder’ cut arms is: “The squeaky wheel gets the grease.” Certainly two people can have the same thoughts and problems, but the one who expresses them — be it in words or in actions — is the one that people tune in on because they’re broadcasting. The person who keeps it inside spontaneously combusts. All people who need to get something out should get it out, not bottle it up or substitute pain for emotional relief. No one should suffer in silence or do physical harm.
I am a cutter, and I am working fucking hard to change that. I am making my tattoos my pretty scars, for every bit of good I do (big things, momentous events) I get a tattoo. I already out number my cuts. This makes me smile! Next one is passing minimum skills, my derby name and number is going on my thigh!
I used to be a cutter. Internal pain sucks, with or without cutting. People need to be able to express how they feel without someone making them feel bad. It’s not about pity, its not about attention, its about trying to heal. Let them have that. You don’t have to enable them but the 1st step to healing is being able to communicate. Try to understand people that cut rather than automatically saying something about how uncomfortable it is to see scars.
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Marilyn Monroe
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