I’m watching glee again. I am so weak in the face of Samcedes.
You spoiled, entitled, ungrateful little brat! You have everything handed to you on a silver platter and you squander it. You’re given the world and you can’t appreciate it because you haven’t had to work for anything! So now you’ve decided that the one thing you want is my daughter, my child, mine. What I made. What I created. You could talk about what a great lay she is and try to get a response from me all you want. But guess what? I am actually quite literally above your pay grade, which means that I know that you believe that you are in love with her, as wrong as you may be.
Papa Pope called out White Privilege to the T!!
As white people, we are used to representations of ourselves crowding the covers of magazines, crowning the posters of newly released films. The good guys are white, we have learned, after eons of our faces being plastered under cowboy hats and in impeccable Bond suits. White men are Superman, we have learned. White men are Ethan Hunt and Neo and white men are hobbits. Bad men, we have learned, are black. They’re gang bangers and thugs and talk loud and sometimes deliver funny lines where we laugh at their Otherness. Black men aren’t heroes, we learn. Our imagination and subconscious are so saturated with white supremacist notions of goodness, beauty, and heroism, that when confronted head-on with an image of a black man who is brilliant and kind and normal and who saves the day, we transform into robotic versions of ourselves: Does… not… compute. Hero… must be… white. It’s this line of thinking that turned Disney’s Princess Tiana into an animal for 95 percent of the movie. The collective white imagination had difficulty imagining a black girl as a princess… and so she became a frog.
First they freaked out when Rue was black; this time it’s Beetee.
The next day on the bus, I overheard a young woman and her friends — who had just come from the film, apparently — exchanging their thoughts about what they had just seen, and the young woman said, “I thought it was awesome. Well, except for Beetee. Why the f*ck did they make him black? Beetee wasn’t black.”…. After hearing this young woman’s comment, I jumped on Twitter and searched mentions of Beetee’s name. I came across the usual racist vitriol, but there was the occasional tweet that looked like this:
Like, it’s not the fact that he’s black, IT’S THE FACT THAT HE ISN’T BEETEE.— kitchen sink (@walkinginnuendo) September 7, 2012
I saw more of the same in comment sections on various articles around the web. Never read the comment sections, guys. Really. And it has led me to believe that the problem isn’t that Hunger Games purists who believe that Beetee looked a certain way were disappointed that the film strayed from that representation, it’s that white audiences in America are afflicted with a certain limitation of the imagination when it comes to the representation of characters they are fond of.
gods, i love @nkjemisin! 8)
“”Q.U.E.E.N.’ definitely is an acronym,’ Monae explains during an interview at Fuse HQ. ‘It’s for those who are marginalized.’ She says the ‘Q’ represents the queer community, the ‘U’ for the untouchables, the ‘E’ for emigrants, the second ‘E’ for the excommunicated and the “N” for those labeled as negroid. ‘It’s for everyone who’s felt ostracized,’ she adds. ‘I wanted to create something for people who feel like they want to give up because they’re not accepted by society.’” #JanelleMonae
- Omise’eke Natasha Tinsley, from “Thiefing Sugar”
since SOME people in the SH fandom are trying to act cute let me remind all you transparently racist fuckers that every time you parrot “Abbie is a strong independent woman who needs no man” BULLSHIT as an excuse for not shipping Ichabbie or prioritizing Katrina over her, the above is the kind of rhetoric you’re perpetuating. Your stereotypes about what Black women deserve are DIRECTLY descendant from slave masters who worked Black women to death for centuries cos they were “strong” enough. Clean up ur white tears and go read a fucking book.(via irresistible-revolution)
"I Ship It" — an Icona Pop parody by Not Literally Productions
THEY WROTE A FUCKING SONG FOR SHIPPING!
On the one hand—I think this is brilliantly done, as infectious as the original song, and a great evocation of the fun that shippers have in fandoms.
On the other hand—this is a pretty white cis shipping perspective, with the transgressions (that are fun and carefree!) coming from two quarters: incest ships and slash. I don’t even think I saw a POC in any of the footage. So there’s that.