Who else thinks that, after a female Thor and Sam Wilson taking over as Captain America, Tony’s move to “Superior Iron Man” should have been marked by him coming out as the raving bisexual one-man pride parade we always knew him to be?




Anonymous asked:

Can you expand on your Kardashian theory? I'm not a fan, but wonder about how to safely loathe her...

darrylayo answered:

I’m not sure that I can advise people to loathe strangers.

Kim Kardashian is definitely a person. A human being who is doing whatever it is that humans do. The thing to think about is *WHY* you have this antipathy for her. Did she cut you off in traffic? Did you go to the restroom after her and she put hand towels in the sink? Is she a bad tipper at restaurants? Or is she just a person who you see on television, magazines and (probably) the internet?

I’ve heard that she is stupid, this could be true. I heard that she seeks fame for its own sake, this could be true. I heard that she’s talentless, this could be true. But these traits are common of a lot of people! Yet Kardashian is the person singled out. What is different? She did a sex tape with a partner: so have thousands of other people. Colin Farrell, Tommy Lee and Pamela Lee…even her former boss Paris Hilton. All of them except for Paris Hilton escaped the slut shaming due to public apathy. People have largely forgotten Hilton, from what I can tell, just due to time. In Kardashian’s case, time has not moved on too much and when I read people’s distaste, I just see the same thing: “she’s a slut/whore/bad-person.”

And there is the other thing.

She’s not just a sex-haver. She’s a miscegenationist. She has had sex with black men. Multiple times. That’s an idea that a lot of people in this society process as “wrong” whether consciously or subconsciously. That’s a problem for me because I’m a black man and I don’t feel like I’m dirty or contaminated or contaminating in any way.

But society wants to express that not only is sex itself dirty and shameful but that white people (or white-presenting people) are the only legitimate “people,” and that black people (and other outwardly brown people) are thus contaminants; coupled with ideas of women needing to maintain an illusion of sexual “purity,” leading us to a world in which Kim Kardashian is a frowned-upon, “fallen” woman (of ill repute) just because she had sex with her boyfriend.

The matter of the tape being released is sort of immaterial. Tonya Harding had a sex tape. Nobody cared. Pamela Anderson had multiple sex tapes. People were curious but hey, cool, have fun you crazy kids. Paris Hilton was a big deal but her “crimes” against presenting as a chaste woman were forgotten when people heard about Kim Kardashian. What is so different about Kardashian’s thing? Oh yeah.


Things I Think About Every Day

1. I wear clothes that are more than likely made by the well-worn hands of a factory worker, during one of his or her eighteen-hour days. He or she probably lives in a town or city that I’ve never visited, in a country whose name I probably never learned to properly pronounce. It was never asked of me. It was never asked of anyone.

2. I drink bottled water from regions of my country that are being sucked dry during intense drought conditions. I don’t always ask where my water comes from. Like most people, the question doesn’t come up. I have water when many people don’t, but I’m not supposed to question it.

3. I brew coffee that comes from countries whose farmers have been abused, monopolized, and killed by American corporations. It never says that on the package. You’re not supposed to question that, either.

4. I cook food that comes from massive corporate monocrop operations and kills the local ecosystem by trashing the soil. My chicken sandwiches come from inhumane farms where animals endure cramped, ugly, unsanitary lives fraught with disease and anxiety, before being slaughtered for food. My existence contributes to the decline of bee populations. My existence contributes to the decline of entire species.

5. I shop at stores that do everything in their power to not pay their workers a livable wage. The people who ring me up at the cash register don’t make enough money to feed their children. They have to work two, sometimes three jobs because American monoliths don’t like to schedule people full-time work weeks. They starve so that I can pay lower prices. I’m part of the problem, but no one will admit it to themselves.

6. I pass children on the street whose main source of nourishment comes from school lunch programs, which cities cut and slash to pay for other, more important investments. Like anti-homeless spikes under overpasses or on park benches. I pass homeless men and women, and I’m harassed by cops for trying to give them money or a sandwich. The government won’t feed its own children, but they feel free to tell you what to do with your pocket change.

7. I am a descendant of indigenous Native North Americans. I am yet another ugly, ignorant product of the rape of an entire nation of people and cultures. I can look to photos of my Cherokee great, great grandmothers and listen to my family rationalize the women they stole or the slaves they owned. I was born with blood on my hands.

8. I am blonde, blue-eyed, and white. I am a minority in a world where most human beings are dark-skinned. Statistically, most people in the world are Chinese or Indian, two countries that have been ravaged by white imperialism. Despite the minority status of whites, specifically whites that look like me, so many of the atrocities committed in the last several centuries have been in the ludicrous defense or advancement of my race. Yet if someone points that out to a white person, they are making the issue at hand about race.

9. I have been trained to only view white bodies and white lives as worthy of regard. I have been trained to only hold white bodies and white lives with the same regard I would my own friends or family.

10. I will never be proud to be white. I will never be proud to be an American. I have no reason to be. My comfortable existence is paid for by the sweat, blood, and tears of people that have been stomped on by Western industry, politics, and racism. I am part of the machine that grinds human beings to meat and bone and dust.

11. I do what I can to do better. To be better. To be more empathetic. To consume more intelligently. To help those that I can, when I can. To keep my mouth shut when people who have suffered need to speak. And then I start from 1 and think about it again.



Meet The Generation Of Incredible Native American Women Fighting To Preserve Their Culture by Danielle Seewalker for Marie Claire UK

Native Americans represent just one per cent of the US population and some languages have only one speaker left. Now a new generation is fighting to preserve the culture.

Meet the women leading that fight: http://www.marieclaire.co.uk/blogs/547176/meet-the-generation-of-incredible-native-american-women-fighting-to-preserve-their-culture.html#y5UioxWL1hQHhom1.01



Hello men. Do not tell me you would like being catcalled. Yes, perhaps you would like being catcalled a few times by women (or men, if you’re into men) you personally find attractive. I bet you would not enjoy being catcalled all the time, starting in preadolescence, by people who could seriously injure or even kill you if they chose to, with threats and stalking and slurs, with blame being placed on you for anything that happens, with people telling you you know you like it even when you say you don’t, and in the context of a society that only considers you valuable insofar as it considers you fuckable.

You CANNOT accurately imagine what it’s like unless you have experienced it. It is absolutely useless to try to imagine it and see how you think it would feel.