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Apparently, Bad, and Children: the "police officers risk their lives to protect us" starter pack Savannah Danielle lol who knew there was something wrong with actually having a car, a nice house and a clean put together family who lives in a safe community while spending your hard earned money on paying your bills rather then expensive sneakers and supporting the authorities of the neighborhood you take pride in Like Reply 11 minutes ago living-for-fiction: unbossed: theflowerfish: saaavx0h: jaime-foxxx: OKAY BUT SOME OFFICERS ACTUALLY DO RISK THEIR FUCKING LIVES. It’s cute how tumblr users are liike “ahhh not all _____ people” but when it’s cops, they’re all awful apparently. Good god.  yes they do and it’s a shame some people don’t recognize or appreciate that! Cops who don’t check and report explicitly bad cops are not good cops. The culture of the blue wall of silence logically makes it so that cops are inherently bad, not good. The good cops who do report their constituents get labeled as rats and get harassed by other cops for snitching or even lose their jobs. The police are nothing more than a glorified gang. Come live in the communities that the police continuously harass, brutalize, and murder then let me know how you feel. Come hang in Philly for a minute, get a taste of how it feels to have the cops hold a magnifying glass over you. Ask my friend who got shot while delivering pizza in Southwest Philly by plainclothes officers who never identified themselves how it felt to have a bullet removed from his face. Or head to Camden where the cops don’t even respond to calls in these communities, and if they do they just show up to beat and arrest the people there. Go to Washington Heights in NYC where they stop and frisk mostly black and Latino men, even though almost 90% of those searches end up with nothing (stats available on NYPD website). Imagine a world where you get stopped and harassed by the police because of where you live or how you look, regardless of whether you’re innocent or not. Then tell me how much you just loooooove the police. Y'all don’t see shit over that white picket fence of yours, do you? The “good cop” going by the book will use violence to evict a homeless family from their car if they’re parked illegally. The “good cop” going by the book will use violence to arrest them, tearing the children from their parents, if they try to sleep in a foreclosed home left empty by the bank as a tax write-off. The “good cop” going by the book will use violence to keep that family from eating food that grocery stores and restaurants throw away in their locked dumpsters. The “good cop” going by the book will use violence to enforce even the most unjust law. And badge lickers will always try to justify the injustice. For the people who missed the point, this post doesn’t say that cops never risk their lives - it’s inviting you to take a good long look at the characteristics of the people they DO protect and risk their lives for, and note that there is a huge disparity in how cops treat people based on race, socioeconomic status, etc. Also I love it when people use “coppin’ is DANGEROUS” to handwave the numerous civil rights violations cops are routinely guilty of in the process of “just following orders”. Plenty of jobs are dangerous. Plenty of jobs are more dangerous than being a cop. But cops seem to be the main ones stomping around demanding endless respect and unquestioning obedience just because their “job is dangerous”.
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Advice, Being Alone, and Amazon: Positive feedback makes me write more. And writing more makes me a better writer. I've received a fair amount of negative comments, and EVERY one of them has simply made me give up writing for a while. Sometimes months Anonymous asked: Honestly I appreclate what you've been saying about unsolicited comments an fic b/c when I was small & first started writing fic - I didn't speak English very well my 1st language ls Hawaiian Pidgin which uses some English words but they're spelled VERY differently & the grammar is VERY different & anyways I was lke a tiny child getting roasted by grown adults In the comments of my fic for spellingigrammar & it wasn't helpful It just made me an Insecure writer.I dan't write fic anymore i have literally never had good I once had a "concritter" on ff.net fail to understand the difference between Amazon reviews and fanfic reviews/comments. She used the existence of the former to justify being harsh in the latter. And l could not get her to comprehend that Amazon reviews are not the same thing as fanfic reviews #stop hurting us for your own personal ego trip if you've ever wondered why i stopped writing, it's because of exactly this. i was in a highly emotionally fragile place, writing was one of my very few healthy cathartic outlets, and one person too many decided to be 'helpful in the comments #but the one time I got a lot of negative feedback on something I posted #it stuck #it hurt #it ruined my entire day Hand bled into the rest of my week #now this was multiple people writing paragraph on how I was wrong and #something that hits home this week an have #1 dont care if they think my writing sucks #but they didnt need to share it lose to home ause all theyve done is mad and made sure ill never touch tha delete arac or fear of the se people coming after me #ionly got a couple of negative reviews but i thought about them long after l should have yeah. It didn't drive me out of the Sterek fandom. But it could have, very easily Ten years previous it almost certainly would have, because belleve me, before I was on anxlety medication, that sort of comment would have left me in a spiral for weeks. #see actually this is why I'm not writing currently and like that really made me deflate and not wanna work on the next fic #idk #dumb petty problems #I'm still a little sad about it #I'll admit that I ta te harshly -even if it's worded well #1 was almost put off writing fic forever when the forst fic i ever posted got scathingly-picked apart and l was he #l thought I was a terrible writer and never wanted to post fic again #really tho #i didn't write more tsyl for months bc of one horrible review 've gotten very tired of comments #tired and leery eaction now is more on't wan #just #sigh -don't get me wrong! #1 leay hell alone #it's not fun at all like 98% of why I'm on a03 mainly now ere so many lovely people on fnet cause there were who seem in something because i enjoy writing #like #what #why #all of this -particularly the constructive criticism section #don't be a dick -fanfic problems #and things like that are why I barely write for that ship now very important #(and a huge reason i can't bring myself to keep writing a story I'm very #-because someone wrote a nasty comment on a couple of chapters and ican't get past that) #all of my fics have been beta read by 2-3 ppl on't want any unsolicited opinions ove #as much as i wrote this fic with my whole soul #if I'm happy with it then it doesnt matter -I don't care/ #actual criticism is har arranted its impossible to just appreciate it and being a beta fjust throwing in a sentence about how you didnt like one thing or one fact is wrong isnt actually helping most of the time #and forgive my arrogant ass but unless I specifically asked for your negative critique m not gonna trust what you say anyway always despis #1 en ad to pass our papers around the class for people to metaphorically rip apart #agreed #iam the same #if I dont ask for critique then dont do it pls even if you are being good mannered #if I want critiques i will ask someone spe #if I'm looki ing for constructive feedback # why are you telling me about a perceived plot hole in a 104k word fic #pst it wasnt a plot hole I did th npurpose cknowledge given that we've gotter having free fic #some don't want to improve! #maybe in a broad sense yes #if I knit a blanket and give it as a gift none of these autho you improvement #1 don't want the only thing out of the recipien ! #that's just shitty you were given a gift ay someo tiny comment alon in it wasn't that bad actually othered m #even if they specifically told me that they liked it #it took an 11 friend's comment about it for me to let it go and be at peace #they knew enoug different culture #someone might get 99 praises flame) that stays with them #1 have a pretty good ego about my writing eta readers sometimes an en ис #there's plenty of stuff i wouldn't share online simply because the criticism ould hu on away from my passion #this #this so much #i accept criticism from very few people #because they know how to tell it to me #even if sometimes it does sting #1 trust these people to know what is missing/lacking/bad about my writing ince i have asked for it ont wa m when i finally post my stories #1 just wanna know if people have lik #1 don't care #clearly it wasn't written for you #the improvemen one reason only #because I've kept writing- and reading) #I've honed my skilled by myself ed them #ifn ot #don't tell me ar een made for ou can say something nice about thi for a friend and spent years of my life on for you can shut up i feel like these are the pe writing workshop #they need to grow the fuck up are forever stuck in their creat #and get out of our comment sections #well i am glad someone thinks this way! #1 always feel bad for wanting po sitive feedback #1 don't mind people asking me questions #and I don't always mind comments about how i've improved #but god it pisses me off when you point out typoes y own editing bc i don't always use a beta -and that's it #fin e?? #I'm doing this for free fuck off ffanfiction #i get that people want to be helpful Abut you're supposed to ask if your help is needed for wait for your help to be requested hank you #im so shy abot my writing and then i got a comment that started hmmm dove into all the things they didnt like and thought ishpuld an change Hand genuinely i wasnt sure theyd even read it because this stuff was so backward ho did it make me feel shit #It's true #1ike if you wanna give it to me then ask and I'll be okay probably but someone else might not be #and goddamn it's for fun #THANKYOU #slow clap e number of time pent all day obsessing over mean little #mood #im dealing with this rn and it's pissing me off Hunless you're someone I Actually Know #then fuck off in # agree so much with this #and I get shit over it occasionally #but honestly #I'm not a published author #this isnt my job it's just a bit of fun #and I am not about that negativity #let me play in peace #some people think their opinion or correction is SO to be said great that it just HAS as i #as if they are fucking experts on antic #1 don't care if you are an editor in real life #if you aren't my beta #keep your mouth shut on concrit #it's simple #really much #people can tell me all they want about my spelling errors at opinion is somehow (because there's always one or two) #and i-don't care #im not tDing it #especially not spending hours writing #yes this #i'm not a native speaker and I already know i make mistakes #so give us a break 1 still posted the thing for you #fanfiction #I'm honestly probably never going to write fanfic ever again #you'll never catch me writing TW fic ever again #I've learned my lesson I have peopleI take my work to for critique. Serious critique. I want that criticism, and to be better. If l post something and don't say it's in some level of a finished form or hey let me know what you think, probably best to assume I'm not looking for your red pen insight in my inbox. literally like, I got my first comment on a fic a while back that wasn't just keysmashing or compliments or wtv, it was literally just advice, but it hit me like a sack of bricks to the face and lost the will to continue the fic I was working on when I read that comment my mood plummeted off a cliff in the span of a couple sentences. This is pretty Rich actually, because l have had my life destroyed by online Critics on stories I just posted for fun Thank you, Kedreeva. This is also how I feel when my partner tries to give me concrit on my Overwatch game play. I didn't ask you for concrit. Please leave me alone. You're ruining my fun thing by turning it into homework. Unsolicited concrit is entitled wank #honestly keep it to your damn selves # constructive criticism is a huge part of why I don't fucking write anymore ck off with that shit #I've seen too many writers give up tAnd stop writing few a ss holes who thought they needed to tell these people that they didn't like their story for some reason #1m sometimes still thinking about that one Concrit comment I got years ago #important #fanfiction #writing #criticism #that's one of the reasons I never write sterek again #whereas with my writing? Dont -please #even if y #1m going to remember the one inconsequential bad thing #AT MOST you can point out like a spelling error or two #but honestly don't bother if I missed them on the proof then I probably don't care enough to edit it again ou leave the nicest comme nt otherwis NOW #as someone who writes #i hate hate hate concrit on works that are posted unless I've specifically asked for more bad that im s ometimes way too much of a wimp when it comes to concrit #Tbh I'm very wary of criticism #I've had most people do it in a way that negatively affected the way I see my work #Asking first is a wonderful way to go about it! kedreeva: When I say “writers don’t want your unsolicited criticism” and “leaving unsolicited criticism on fanfiction hurts writers” THIS is what I mean. This isn’t even all of them, this is just from a FEW posts on the subject. Read through these, and then look me in the eyes and say you’re ~helping writers~ by leaving that criticizing comment on someone’s fic when they didn’t ask you to. You’re hurting or, at best, annoying us. You’re hurting fandom. You’re not helping us.
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Church, Doctor, and Fucking: 5909 "I decided that never again would there be a pregnant woman in Auschwitz." patron-saint-of-smart-asses: everybody-look-right: washingtonstateconservative: ctrlgeek: webbgirl34: thebigsisteryouneveraskedfor: Gisella Perl was forced to work as a doctor in Auschwitz concentration camp during the holocaust. She was ordered to report ever pregnant women do the physician Dr. Josef Mengele, who would then use the women for cruel experiments (e.g. vivisections) before killing them. She saved hundreds of women by performing abortions on them before their pregnancy was discovered, without having access to basic medical supplies. She became known as the “Angel of Auschwitz”. After being rescued from Bergen-Belsen concentration camp she tried to commit suicide, but survived, recovered and kept working as a gynecologist, delivering more than 3000 babies. I want to nail this to the forehead of every anti-abortionist who uses the word “Holocaust” when talking about legal abortions. Yeah… she became a gynecologist and was extremely pro-life after she got out of the camps. In an interview with Nadine Brozan for the New York Times in 1982, Dr. Perl recalled her initial experiences with Dr. Mengele’s “cure” for pregnancy in Auschwitz. ”Dr. Mengele told me that it was my duty to report every pregnant woman to him,” Dr. Perl said. ”He said that they would go to another camp for better nutrition, even for milk. So women began to run directly to him, telling him, ‘I am pregnant.’ I learned that they were all taken to the research block to be used as guinea pigs, and then two lives would be thrown into the crematorium. I decided that never again would there be a pregnant woman in Auschwitz.” Let’s analyze the situation: mother and child alike were both going to be killed anyway if the pregnancy was discovered. Leaving wasn’t an option. Freedom was nonexistent, and the perspectives of all involved were colored by living in hell on earth.   After the war, she dedicated her life to Holocaust remembrance, infertility treatment, and delivering babies – not destroying them. The New York Times quotes her as saying, “No one will ever know what it meant to me to destroy those babies, but if I had not done it, both mother and child would have been cruelly murdered.” Perl never pretended they weren’t babies, that their lives didn’t matter, or that their deaths weren’t cruel. Holy crap. I literally got a ton of shit a few months ago for saying that maybe, just maybe, Perl’s actions don’t justify abortion as a whole. Well, it goes to show that I should’ve done more research, to find out  that Perl herself doesn’t pretend that was she did was right, or that it justifies abortion now. There was another woman, a midwife, who was devout Catholic and helped to care for pregnant women and hide the babies, and continued her work in midwifery after the war. Last I heard she was in the canonization process in the Catholic Church. Fucking THANK YOU I’m so tired of pro-choicers using her as a “gotcha”. She had to do a terrible thing in a terrible circumstance. That has literally no relation to first world abortion legislation today.
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Baby, It's Cold Outside, Christmas, and Definitely: Andrew Rannells @AndrewRannells I don't think any more people need to record Baby It's Cold Outside. I think we're good there teachingwithcoffee It's time to bring an end to the Rape Anthem Masquerading As Christmas Carol bigbutterandeggman Hi there! Former English nerd/teacher here Also a big fan of jazz of the 30s and 40s So. Here's the thing. Given a cursory glance and applying today's worldview to the song, yes, you're right, it absolutely *sounds* like a rape anthem. BUT! Let's look closer! "Hey what's in this drink" was a stock joke at the time, and the punchline was invariably that there's actually pretty much nothing in the drink, not even a significant amount of alcohol See, this woman is staying late, unchaperoned, at a dudes house. In the 1940's, that's the kind of thing Good Girls aren't supposed to do-and she wants people to think she's a good girl. The woman in the song says outright, multiple times, that what other people will think of her staying is what shes really concerned about "the neighbors might think" "my maiden aunt's mind is vicious," "there's bound to be talk tomorrow." But she's having a really good time, and she wants to stay, and so she is excusing her uncharacteristically bold behavior (either to the guy or to herself) by blaming it on the drink -unaware that the drink is actually really weak, maybe not even alcoholic at all. That's the joke That is the standard joke that's going on when a woman in media from the early-to-mid 20th century says "hey, what's in this drink?" It is not a joke about how she's drunk and about to be raped. It's a joke about how she's perfectly sober and about to have awesome consensual sex and use the drink for plausible deniability because she's living in a society where women aren't supposed to have sexual agency Basically, the song only makes sense in the context of a society in which women are expected to reject mens advances whether they actually want to or not, and therefore it's normal and expected for a lady's gentleman companion to pressure her despite her protests, because he knows she would have to say that whether or not she meant it, and if she really wants to stay she won't be able to justify doing so unless he offers her an excuse other than "I'm staying because I want to." (That's the main theme of the man's lines in the song, suggesting excuses she can use when people ask later why she spent the night at his house: it was so cold out, there were no cabs available, he simply insisted because he was concerned about my safety in such awful weather, it was perfectly innocent and definitely not about sex at all!) In this particular case, he's pretty clearly right, because the woman has a voice, and she's using it to give all the culturally-understood signals that she actually does want to stay but can't say so She states explicitly that she's resisting because shes supposed to, not because she wants to: "I ought to say no no no..." She states explicitly that she's just putting up a token resistance so she'll be able to claim later that she did whats expected of a decent woman in this situation: "at least I'm gonna say that I tried." And at the end of the song they're singing together, in harmony, because they're both on the same page and they have been all along So it's not actually a song about rape in fact it's a song about a woman finding a way to exercise sexual agency in a patriarchal society designed to stop her from doing so. But it's also, at the same time, one of the best illustrations of rape culture that pop culture has ever produced. It's a song about a society where women aren't allowed to say yes..which happens to mean it's also a society where women don't have a clear and unambiguous way to say no Source: matchingvnecks #baby it's cold outside #not about rape #so tired of having to explain this on 238,267 notes Dec 3rd, 2016 Its that time of year again
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9/11, America, and Children: The Turkey Story So it's 2001, and my family drives from fu California and like three blizzards to get to Ohio for into a nursing home and it's their last holiday in that house. So its a bit bittersweet but ultimately a good thing. Since it's their last holiday there, the family pulls out all the stops when it comes to dinner, all the Russian desserts come out, as does the Lethal Bacon Mashed Potatoes and the horrible candied yams with the mini marshmallows dish because not all expressions of love are even if they are si In the spirit of going alout, Uncle Bobby smokes a Turkey Uncle Bobby started cooking as a boy foil-wrapped potatoes into a campfire and has been ad- dicted since, and now has a hand-made smokehouse in the backyard where he makes various cured meats and other delights. He seasons the turkey in the traditional manner, but he and grandpa have a shared passion for SO Game Hen seasoned that way, for them. Then Bobby has a Brilliant Idea. He realizes that he can stuff the turkey (once it has been smoked) with regular stuffing, and there is still plenty of room for him to put the game hen inside THAT, and stuff the game hen be- cuase why not? He confers with Mom, and she explains how to cut open the turkey so there's dramatic reveal as the stuffing and game hen come out. It's Genius. Except, of course, that my Aunt Sue is attending, Uncle Cliff s after her So the day of the dinner, tensions are running a bit high, between the marathon cooking, the kids al being trapped indoors due to aforementioned blizzards, and Uncle Cliff deciding that the best way to amuse himself is by hiding from the adults in the basement, getting drunk and rambling about how various ethic groups were destroying America. Being that I had close Muslim friends that were leaving the country becuase of 9/11, 1 was near tears from this nonsense and ready to n roughly five times my size. Sue, for some reason, keeps coming down and defending him, or telling us we're rotten children for 'attacking him, becuase she Must Stand By Her Man, even if her man is a hefty bag of dog feces with an ugly mustache My sister eventually boits upstairs to tattle and my grandfather limps down to the basement and brandishes his Hip Bone Cane, hands rock-steady in spite of the Parkinson's slowly taking over him. Firstly Cliff, It may not be my roof much longer but while you are under it you will be civil, or Ill beat your skull in. Also, dinner's ready, everyone go wash up. We go upstairs and sit down, and do the traditional "Name one thing you're thankful for as the bread gets passed around the table, and things calm down a bit. Bobby brings out the Turkey and everyone goes OOH becuase it's really pretty, them Mom carves it open so that the stuffing spills out dramatically along with the game hen and there's an appreciative gasp all around becuase it looks cool. Only Sue KEEPS gasping, in utter horror, before getting up and clasping her hands to her face ala Edvard Munch and shrieks OH MY GOD IT WAS PREGNANTI We all stare at Sue. We all look back at the fully-dressed-cooked-and-stuffed birds that in no way had any internal organs in them or ever gave live birth Then we all looked back at Sue, trying to figure out where to begin but since shed been trying to justify Cliffs behavior she was pretty much free-associating conspiracies and scandals now, and just kept going. IT WAS PREGNANT MY GOD WE'VE COMMITTED AN ABORTION WE'RE ALL GOING TO HELL FOR THIS, I'M SO SORRY JESUS She goes into full pearl-clutching gibbering horror at this point and falls back into her chair like it's a Victorian fainting couch only it's a shitty chair from the Eisenhower administration so it collapses and she slams into the floor, sobbing and kicking her feet like a toddler Everyone watched for a moment before my Mom sighs heavily and starts carving and serving the turkey while my grandmother mouths she's not coming back Cliff, reactions delayed by about six beers, finally notices his wife is on the floor and tries to pick her up, are assisted by Dad, who is saintly patient man and less immune to this jacknapery at that point. I am stuffing dinner rolls into my face to keep from laughing at this grand spectacle ICANT EAT IT, I REFUSE TO PARTAKE IN THIS BARBARISM Sue begins but Dad puts on his best Kindly Father voice (he was heavily involved with the catholic church and even considered becoming a priest before getting drafted but that's another story)and assures Sue that she need not eat, or even be in the room if she wants. She nods, placated by being the center of attention again, and Dad goes in for the kill. I wouldn't want you to go hungry. Can I make you some That would be lovely." Said Sue, joke flying over her ng 747. I recall watching my grandmot her nearly choke to death on the green beans over that, and everyone pointedly trying to avoid talking about anything poultry-related while Sue sat there and ate the most ironic scrambled eggs in the history of mankind. Shortly thereafter, Cliff threw up in the sink and they went home, and the party got underway properly, with Grandpa raising a toast to Mom and Uncle Bobby For t Turkey has been an staple since then. I'll see if I can hit Uncle Bobby up for instructions but if you decide to make it 1. you HAVE to shriek "OH MY GOD IT WAS PREGNANT when you carve it open, or it's not authentic and won't taste as good 2. Share the pictures with me, Very planned Parenthood
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