"Be excellent to one another, you know? Just hang out, be nice, be polite, try to reject patriarchal bullshit, wear some comfortable shoes, eat some cheese, buy rock n roll records and be nice to your friends."
The prisoner finally dies. The torturers take a moment to praise him (to praise themselves). Then they return to work.
White supremacy has its uses. Because of its great care and its thoughtful strategy, because of the tireless way it hoards its hatred, it is good at making heroes. Mohandas Gandhi, Martin Luther King Jr, Desmond Tutu: what would our lives have meant without theirs? No wheel moves without friction. Without the obscenity of white supremacy to resist, they might have been mere happy family men. Nevertheless: Whoever was tortured, stays tortured. Torture is ineradicably burned into him, even when no clinically objective traces can be detected.
Glory and Gore
You could try and take us…
But we’re the gladiators…that’s why we’r making headlines…
(Source: little-serenader, via frailsoul)
"You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked “female”."