Posts tagged the world is awful
Posts tagged the world is awful
This is the logical conclusion of a lack of bodily autonomy for women before and during pregnancy. This is where it leads.
i’d like to highlight the fact that she was away from her home country on a business trip (she’s italian but it was britain’s social services who did this), and she was not told they were going to do that. so basically anyone, anywhere can do this to women.
WHAT THE SHIT
Jesus CHRIST. This is a horror story.
les mis fancast 2.0 → idris elba as jean valjean
i’m pretty sure ethnically french people are white..
in that case, i suggest you educate yourself. there are thirty-three official francophone countries today, located all around the world. medievalpoc.tumblr.com is a good resource for evidence of poc in europe in the middle ages, which, though it obviously predates les mis, does a great job of addressing the general erasure of poc in history and may also help provide some background info. loads of people smarter than me have already addressed the specific topic of poc in les mis, and i suggest you look them up (poclesmis.tumblr.com reblogs some good meta posts here and there, and I’m sure I’ve reblogged some good statistics somewhere down the line). there are also numerous books on the subject, which you can find through a quick google search. repeat after me, friends: people of color are not an anachronism.
furthermore, i don’t give a flying fuck if valjean is “ethnically french”. none of the cast of the 2012 movie are french. over and over again white people play people of color in movies (cloud atlas and the lone ranger are two recent examples). if you care more about preserving your precious all white club than the media representation of traditionally underrepresented groups I’m afraid I’ll have to ask you to reexamine your priorities.
This picture is a map of the distribution of races before 1940 (speaking of natives of that colour) So whites are native from Europe and POC not! Valjean was french and he was damn white! If there was “free” POC in the middle ages in Europe, their ancestors must have been slaves taken from other continents in Ancient Times (Roman Empire, Greek World…etc) If you read on Wikipedia, it says
…people with ancestors who lived predominantly near the Ecuador have darker skin than those with ancestors who lived predominantly in higher latitudes.
Of course, initially, when we were born in Africa we all were black. But races arise when the humanity is distributed around the globe.
If Les Mis characters were french, they were white.
oh sorry, who’s the title character of Shakespeare’s othello? a black guy? who’s a relatively rich and powerful dude in Europe? and when was the play written? 1603?
right, zero people of color who weren’t slaves in europe before 1940
Uh, there were lots of French citizens in the 1800s who were black, some whose families had lived in France for many generations. Are they…not French? Yes, they were a minority, but minority does not mean non-existent. There’s at least one explicitly named character of color in Les Misérables (“Homère Hogu, nègre,” a Patron-Minette member, who is not specifically noted as an immigrant—unlike fellow Patron-Minette member Gueulemer, a “creole” and thus very likely an immigrant from the colonies*—so there’s no reason to think he wasn’t born in France).
[*There’s some debate over whether “creole” referred only to white French colonials or whether the usage had expanded to include black and mixed-race people from French colonies, but I’m not going to go into that here because I can’t access the kinds of sources I’d need and it’s tangential to my main point.]
If some black people in France had ancestors who were slaves, I fail to see how that’s remotely relevant to anything. Lots of white people in France probably also had ancestors who were slaves, given that the Romans practiced widespread slavery throughout Europe and did not base it along racial lines. (It is also a whopping huge assumption that any POC in Europe in medieval times or earlier must have been the descendants of slaves: the Roman Empire had plenty of free black people who settled throughout the Empire, as well as plenty of slaves of all ethnicities, because Roman slavery didn’t operate along racial lines). What does being descended from slaves or not in the very distant past have to do with the price of tea?
A few black and mixed-race French people of note in late 18th to 19th centuries (not all born in France, no, but curiously enough, immigrants often have children in their new countries, and France was a colonialist power):
- Thomas-Alexandre Dumas, a general during the French revolution (son of a black woman)
- His son, Alexandre Dumas, père, author and friend of Victor Hugo
- His son, Alexandre Dumas, fils, author
- Chevalier de St-George, a noted composer, conductor, and violinist
- Louisy Mathieu, Cyrille Bissette, Pierre-Marie Pory-Papy, three politicians from the West Indies who served in the French National Assembly after 1848 (at least Mathieu was mentioned by Hugo in his memoirs)
This is of course a non-comprehensive list and only includes people who were famous for some reason. There were lots more black people in France who were not famous: working-class black people, students, etc.
American politician Charles Sumner, who visited Paris in 1837-1838 described black students at the Sorbonne, noting one lecturer who “had quite a large audience among whom I noticed two or three blacks, or rather mulattos—two-thirds black perhaps—dressed quite à la mode and having the easy, jaunty air of young men of fashion…”
They were standing in the midst of a knot of young men and their color seemed to be no objection to them. I was glad to see this, though with American impressions, it seemed very strange. It must be then that the distance between free blacks and whites among us is derived from education, and does not exist in the nature of things.
France today has the largest black population in Europe, in part because it was a colonialist power for so long. While there weren’t as many black people in France in the 18th and 19th centuries, they certainly were there in noticeable numbers, particularly in port cities and in Paris.
How far back does someone’s ancestry have to go for them to be “native”? The text only states that he comes from a poor peasant family of Brie. It does not state his ethnicity, or assure us that his family has lived in Brie since prehistory. In fact, I don’t remember anywhere in the Brick where Hugo endorsed anyone’s ancestry back to prehistory.
In addition, 19th century concepts of race were not the same as ours, and at no point in Les Misérables does Hugo make any kind of big deal about people being “ethnically French,” whatever the hell that means (how many generations back does your family have to have lived in France to qualify? If your grandmother was Spanish or Chinese or black but from a French territory, does that disqualify you? How much more racist can this thread get? We just don’t know).
Finally, regardless of what Hugo meant (yeah, I think if Hugo meant characters to be read as POC he said so, see Homère-Hogu), it is not historically implausible for most of the characters in Les Misérables to be recast as black, either in fancasting or fanfiction or in musical and movie adaptations. Frankly, adding some racial diversity could make it more historically representative, on account of how there were actually quite a lot of black people in France in the 18th century, and France’s history of colonialism is intimately connected to the themes of poverty and class that Hugo explores in Les Misérables.
Is Wesley the only person who is paying attention to what is going on here? It seems like no one else cares. :(
If you look at the study, three of the people were “put down” because of mental illness…we’re not talking about people with cancer choosing not to do another round of chemo, here. This is outright killing of people who are not terminally ill, but just extremely distressed and probably isolated. Ableism and eugenics at its ugliest. (via frauluther)
And the other three people had an “unbearable neuromuscular disorder”, which is also not the same as someone truly at the end of their lives (they would’ve said something other than “unbearable”). Just as a good deal of Kevorkian’s victims weren’t terminally ill. When these people talk about “unbearable”, what they generally mean is that the person was suicidal and they took the person’s word for it that their disability was the reason, because “everyone knows” disability makes life not worth living. And this is why so many disabled people are terrified of euthanasia laws. Not that we’ve been somehow misled by a pro-life agenda or some BS like that. (via youneedacat)
You can’t see a thumbnail for this video, but it’s 5 hours of an amazing BBC documentary (all the parts are stitched together) called “The Death of Yugoslavia” in which the key players of Yugoslavia are interviewed regarding their actions throughout the wars. My Albanian friend from Kosovo linked me to it so I could get a better feel and understanding of what went on (since she experienced the Kosovo war) and uh
I HAVE NEVER FELT THIS CHILLED BY CALCULATED HUMAN VIOLENCE BEFORE
Renisha Mcbride was a 19 year old Black Girl from Michigan. On November 2nd, she was involved in a terrible car crash but survived. After the accident, she ran to the nearest house looking for help because her phone had died. She knocked on the front door and was shot in the face with a shotgun by the White Homeowner. After the murder, No Charges have been pressed against the White shooter and it is being called a justified Killing. Several Police officers and the Shooter’s lawyer have said that “He acted Properly” in shooting her. Don’t ever be fooled into believing that Racism is over.
If you’re a Fan of signing Petitions, you can sign one at http://act.weareultraviolet.org/sign/Renisha/?akid=662.675511.T8Xw70&rd=1&t=4
Written By @KingKwajo
Or a playstation or a flat screen TV or a newer car, etc and etc. I know people that work under the table for half their pay and get paid on the books for the rest and collect welfare. I know of drug dealers that collect for tax purposes even though they pull in thousands of untaxed money each month dealing. Tell me how I am not supposed to be upset with these people like I am with greedy corporate cronies? I’m not heartless. These people are selfish and unethical.
Except not everyone who has nice things is automatically cheating the system. People are given things as gifts. People buy things and THEN qualify for assistance. People save up for nice things.
You can’t assume what someone’s situation is just by what they own.
We were eating only donated Panera bread, rice, and turnips. My father was sneaking to the various blood banks in town to sell his plasma at twice the rate they allow. My mother was dying due to not having her medicine, which cost well over $1,200 a month after insurance.
My autistic baby brother wanted to do something nice for me.
He worked for months making custom art pieces to sell. He worked up courage despite crippling social anxiety and speech problems to ask the neighbors if he could do chores for them to earn more money - raking the yard, helping clean their house, walking their dogs.
For nine months he carefully hoarded his money in a jar in his bedroom. He counted it every single night and compared it to the cost of what he wanted to get for me for Christmas.
Finally he had enough. He bought me a DS Lite and a pokemon game.
He was so happy.
Until one of our neighbors, a highly conservative jackass, saw me with it outside a couple weeks later. My brother was with me.
The neighbor stormed up and became screaming at us, a pair of teenagers, over how we could be so selfish to spend money on “electronic shit” when we were a family on food stamps. Spittle flying from his lips, cuss words every other second, rage radiating off of him so violently that our father came running out of the house - at a limp, since his spine is broken, which causes him horrific daily pain beyond what I can imagine - to protect us.
My brother was never the same again. There is no happy ending here. That episode in his life changed him permanently and for the past seven years he has almost never left his room and never gone to a friend’s house. He is terrified of the neighbors and believes he is a bad person.
Because of fucking people like you OP.
Because of fuckers who believe that they know what life is like for everyone and have a right to judge.
So fuck you OP. If you know drug dealers, report them, go on and put your ass on the line then. But for fuck’s sake don’t you dare thing you understand what goes on in the life of the people who live in never-ending, grinding poverty. Because you have *no fucking clue* what goes on in the detailed lives of others.
You want to talk selfish? Look in the fucking mirror.
This is an important post.
that time Bill O Reily was shocked and appalled that poor people could afford *gasp* A TV AND A FRIDGE IN THEIR APT?
and went on a rant saying these ppl shouldn’t be on welfare because they have a plasma tv and fridge because obviously poor people need to not have tvs and fridge because poor ppl should be storing their food underground in holes and draw on walls with stones and sticks for entertainment.
When I was a child on welfare, eating rotten lunch meat, walking in shoes with cardboard in the bottoms to cover the holes, I had an extensive collection of My Little Ponies. Not “one or two horses”; over three hundred, all told, and almost all the major playsets. Maybe, oh, 10% of the total came from my mother, over the course of the eight years I spent collecting and living with her. The rest were gifts from family members who didn’t know about our situation, but knew from Gramma’s chatty “everything is fine” letters that I loved My Little Pony. They were from the charity groups that let you sign up and specify what your children wanted for Christmas. They were from me saving every penny I found on the street. They were from favorite teachers who knew how poor we were, who wanted me to have birthday happiness. We’re talking thousands of dollars of plastic horses, almost none of which took a dime from Mom’s budget. And the ones that did? She was a mother trying not to break her daughter’s heart.
Every time someone yelled at us because poor people shouldn’t have nice things, we all died a little inside, and I clutched my horses even harder. I needed something bright and beautiful in the world, to make up for the roaches in the walls and the mold growing on the butter.
Unless you’re someone’s accountant, you don’t know where they’re putting their money, and it’s not your place to judge.
We had the internet and a brand new computer in a time when very few people had the internet, and only a fraction of my classmates had access to a computer. It didn’t matter that ours were paid for by the university to help my mother get through college and get a job faster, so she could earn a livable wage and support her children on her own. It didn’t matter that we weren’t on food stamps or welfare, though we certainly qualified for both.
Everyone wanted to know - parents of the other children in my class actually asked me - how we could justify having it with how poor we were. People felt entitled to ask why we would have it, what possessed us to think it was a good idea, because we were poor. And they felt absolutely justified in telling us, repeatedly, how irresponsible it was, how poor we were, how unreasonable they thought it looked, what sort of message we were sending by daring to have one nice thing.
They didn’t care that we didn’t have new winter coats, or shoes without holes in them, or food in our cupboards. They didn’t care that we missed school field trips because we couldn’t afford them, or that we picked rotten spots off the top of pudding and ate it, and only turned the heat on when the temperature fell below zero, because we couldn’t afford to even be warm all the time. They did not care about what we didn’t have.
They cared that we had a nice thing - that we had had ONE nice thing - and they resented it.
I have many nice things now. I have new shoes, and a nice winter coat, and I have an education, a college degree. But I still feel, and I think anyone who has been very poor will always still feel, like any second someone is going to come over and demand to know how I justify having even one nice thing, let alone several.
OK SOME REALLY SERIOUS SHIT IS HAPPENING IN NORTH KOREA
According to South Korean newspapers, last week the North Korean government PUBLICLY EXECUTED 80 people in 7 cities for watching South Korean/Western shows, movies, and videos, “pornography,” or possessing a Bible.
Apparently people’s attitudes and conformance are changing SO THIS IS HOW THE GOVERNMENT IS TRYING TO SUPPRESS DISOBEDIENCE
They allegedly herded 10,000 innocent civilians into a stadium where they were FORCED TO WATCH THE EXECUTIONS BY MACHINE GUN FIRE
THIS IS HONESTLY SOME HUNGER GAMES SHIT HAPPENING IN REAL LIFE RIGHT NOW
Jon Jeter, Black in Obama’s America
“The wealth gap narrowed to a ratio of 7 to 1 in 1995 before ballooning to 22 to 1 following a housing market collapse five years ago.
For every dollar in assets owned by whites in the United States, blacks own less than a nickel, a racial divide that is wider than South Africa’s at any point during the apartheid era.
The median net worth for black households is $4,955, or about 4.5 percent of whites’ median household wealth, which was $110, 729 in 2010, according to Census data. Racial inequality in apartheid South Africa reached its zenith in 1970 when black households’ median net worth represented 6.8 percent of whites’, according to an analysis of government data by Sampie Terreblanche, professor emeritus of economics at Stellenbosch University.”
Last Meals of Innocent Men
Campaign for Amnesty International, displaying the final meal requests of prisoners executed on Death Row, who were later found innocent.
Photographed by James Reynolds
“I will give you an example of how race affects my life. I live in a place called Alpine, New Jersey. Live in Alpine, New Jersey, right? My house costs millions of dollars. [some whistles and cheers from the audience] Don’t hate the player, hate the game. In my neighborhood, there are four black people. Hundreds of houses, four black people. Who are these black people? Well, there’s me, Mary J. Blige, Jay-Z and Eddie Murphy. Only black people in the whole neighborhood. So let’s break it down, let’s break it down: me, I’m a decent comedian. I’m a’ight. [applause] Mary J. Blige, one of the greatest R&B singers to ever walk the Earth. Jay-Z, one of the greatest rappers to ever live. Eddie Murphy, one of the funniest actors to ever, ever do it. Do you know what the white man who lives next door to me does for a living? He’s a fucking dentist! He ain’t the best dentist in the world…he ain’t going to the dental hall of fame…he don’t get plaques for getting rid of plaque. He’s just a yank-your-tooth-out dentist. See, the black man gotta fly to get to somethin’ the white man can walk to.” Chris Rock
Well, America in a nutshell
“The black man gotta fly to get somethin’ the white man can walk to.”
We live in a society that glorifies sexual assault to a degree that when I was a teenager I asked myself whether something was wrong with me for not being groped in the streets. The pride with which my classmates spoke of how apparently every random male hit on them made me wonder whether I was just too ugly to be desired. Something is rotten when harassment becomes the means young girls are taught to determine their self-worth with.
a++ for being the first person i’ve seen mentioning this side of things b/c that was pretty much my experience of being a teenager
How exactly is the anti-choice movement pursuing a coordinated strategy to block access to abortion? This great ACLU comic details the ways —> http://nar.al/1jz.