itisfuntousebadnames asked:

Why is it more okay to be sexist against men and racist against white people? Not saying that you do any of this, you are awesome.

Feeble Screams From Forests Unknown Answer:

missveryvery:

It’s not possible to be racist against white people. Racism is systemic, not individualistic. You can be prejudiced against white people. As that post says, being prejudiced against white people operates as a safety mechanism that does not impact the ability of white people to achieve their goals as a whole. No amount of prejudice from the black population of this country has prevented white people from making up the massive majority of the rich and powerful. There is literally nothing a black person in this country can do that can’t be overridden by a higher up white person. Even the president is stymied because the majority of people in politics are white.

A black person being wary and mistrustful of a white person means a black person protecting themselves. A white person with distrust of black people, meanwhile, can have a massive effect. A white person is more likely to have more money, to be the one doing the hiring and firing, more likely to be providing loans, more likely to be providing education, more likely to be making decisions that effect a black person’s life. Whereas a black person is not likely to be in charge of hiring and firing, of providing the education.

Same for sexism. Though women are the majority, they are not able to wield the same amount of power as men. Women being wary towards men, the effect is women protecting themselves. The effect is a dude’s feelings are hurt. Men who think women are terrible, the result is dead women.

Men are not afraid of women. 

Men don’t worry on a daily basis about how to protect themselves in case a strange woman tries to have sex with them.

Cascadian Rainingman Fest 2014

driftlikeworriedfire:

Our first ever Cascadia Rainingman is happening August 29th – September 1st at Finney Farm near Concrete, WA. Presentations, skillshares, workshops, discussions and debriefs during the day, with art happening throughout the weekend, and live music each night.

This sounds awesome I wish I could goooo.

But I work…

Poorly mashed together, super sketchy Critical Hit sketches! I’m not even sure I really like them all, but I wanted to get in on all the super fan art action. Anyways here you have a strange Randus, Orem with a goofy hand, Torq, Assistant, and candle-head guy.

Poorly mashed together, super sketchy Critical Hit sketches! I’m not even sure I really like them all, but I wanted to get in on all the super fan art action. Anyways here you have a strange Randus, Orem with a goofy hand, Torq, Assistant, and candle-head guy.

critical hit podcast fan art

iamthewoodendoors:

iamthewoodendoors:

Here is a new giveaway, the largest I’ve ever made, to celebrate 1,000 likes on Facebook and already 2 years of photography !

Here are the prizes :

- One set of my latest series “Eaux-Fortes" (13x13cm // 5x5inch). One print is already set in a nice frame handmade of dead twigs and rough linen thread.

- Two older prints (10x15cm // 4x6inch).

- A Sōwilō rune, made on beech tree, woodburned by myself.

- A pine cone, a dead holly branch, a bunch of dead twigs.

Here are the rules :

- Giveaway takes place on TumblrFacebook and Instagram at the same time, so you can share this giveaway on the three websites if you want.

- On Tumblr : reblog. On Facebook : Share. On Instagram : Follow the instructions on the post.

- You can enter more than one time.

- Likes don’t count.

- Giveaway ends on August, 14th at 2 p.m.

- You have to reblog this with the whole text.

- No country restriction.

Good luck !

P.S. : If you like the framed print, stay tuned on my shop, I’ll add the possibility to buy these very soon !

Don’t forget !

Hunting Season

naturepunk:

I recall ropes swings and poetry under the bridge; the smell of leather and sweaty, dust-streaked skin. A bonfire crackling as evening falls, its pops and hisses punctuated by an occasional loud slap as he or I suddenly whacks a feeding mosquito on our arms.

The dogs meanwhile, eyes glowing like…