my message tone is temple bells and when it’s buried in the depths of the couch it sounds like they’re ringing from far away, like my living room is a small mountain village and it’s time for prayer
He slayed the dragon.
The princess cried for days.
She loved that dragon.
Today I read that “Fat Acceptance” is a civil rights movement? I understand that it’s really great for everyone to feel good about themselves and have good self-esteem but this does not mean that people should accept the fact that they’re obese and not do anything about it.
Don’t these people want to live long healthy lives? Not lives with hypertension, high cholesterol, and risks of stroke and heart attack? Oh and don’t forget about diabetes.
Americans are living off medication to control their blood pressure and cholesterol every day so that they lower their risks of CVD. That is no way to live. To call “fat acceptance” a civil rights movement just like marriage equality and equality for Blacks is just plain wrong.
Childhood obesity is becoming more and more of a problem.. to tell kids it’s okay to be like this is not right. We must teach our children healthy nutrition and physically active lifestyle.
“Research documents that fatter people face discrimination in employment (including lower wages), barriers in education, biased attitudes and lower quality of care from health professionals, stereotypes in the media, stigma in interpersonal relationships, and, overall, are judged negatively and treated with less respect. “
"Examples include being denied a job promotion or fired from a job because of one’s weight; being denied certain medical procedures or provided inferior medical care because of one’s weight; or being denied a scholarship, a bank loan or prevented from renting or buying a home because of one’s weight.”
“Even physicians specializing in the treatment of obesity harbor significant weight biases, according to more recent studies. The problem has been well documented among other types of health professionals, nurses in particular. At least 11 studies focusing on nurses’ attitudes toward overweight and obese patients have been published. They consistently show that many nurses harbor negative biases toward these patients and, in some cases, would prefer not to care for them or even touch them.”
“Overweight individuals don’t just find themselves at a disadvantage when applying to grad school. Research has shown that people with high BMIs are less likely to get hired and more likely to have their potential for career success and leadership judged poorly.”
Also no one cares about your “BUT FAT IS BAD FOR YOU” speech because it’s something we hear every single day of our existence. You’re not saying anything helpful, revolutionary or necessary.
who want to engage in conversations about slut shaming and fame and respectability all while ignoring the fact that kim kardashian is bordering on the stereotypical and fetishistic when it comes to Black people (but especially Black men.)
i can’t really tell you how many times i have tried to have words on kim kardashian’s awkward and concerning relationship with Black people (from Kanye West to Ray J to her fame from fucking Black dudes to making fried chicken to her cornrows) with some feminist overtly or subvertly trying to change the conversation to how we should all respect and love women and who act like my criticisms are some weird result of slut shaming. i can’t really talk about the curious case of kim kardashian’s ever growing ass and the relationship with Black female features on non-Black women without pretty much being derailed by non-Black women of color.
like, let’s be clear. i have defended kim kardashian in these streets ago, and that was the basis of racism by—you guessed it!—a white “feminist” who seemed hell bent on making fun of kim’s relationship with ray j. but let’s not get it twisted, i am never going to go hard for kim kardashian and more importantly, i don’t have to. i don’t have to respect kim kardashian, i certainly don’t have to mute myself when it comes to her try-hard “i-wanna-be-down_brandy.mp3” antics. not in the name of anti-slut shaming, not in the name of womanhood and togetherness and definitely not in the name of “respect.”
not with the kardashians running around with pictures of their “Black friends” that weasel looking scott disick motherfucker feeling comfortable enough to proclaim that the “hood loves me.”
something’s not right in the kardashian family, and i’m gonna speak on it and that’s gonna be the end of that.
So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:
We met a little girl who was there with her family. She got a button drawn at our booth, told us all about her favorite ponies, and was overall just too damn cute. She had an MLP lanyard filled with pins she’d gotten in the vendor’s room, and gave me a Fluttershy pin because she liked my cosplay. She ended up just hanging out with us for a while and bein’ super cute. We call her Babby because she’s 11 and precious.
The next day, she runs up to the booth, terrified, and asks if she can please hide under our table for a few minutes. Turns out a dude had been following her around the con all day, and tried to get her to come up to his hotel room. Alone. She tells us she thought he was okay at first because he was wearing an MLP shirt, but she didn’t want to go anywhere with him, and he made her uneasy. At one point, after she’d refused, he grabbed her arm in the elevators and tried to get her to follow him. She ran, and now she wants somewhere to hide.
We tell her of course, hurry her behind our booth and fucking station ourselves around her because she’s eleven years old and all of us are prepared to physically attack the human trashheap who tries to fuck with her. We’re all dressed up in wings and ears and we’re 100000% prepared to rip them off and launch across that table to defend this kid. Eventually this very large dude strolls by, very obviously looking around, and she quietly points him out to us. At this point I’m ready to set him on fire, but when I ask if she needs me to go report him, she shakes her head. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, or make anyone mad.
We see him a few more times over the course of the day, because he keeps meandering over to our booth and just casually looking around. Eventually he actually stops to take a flier from our table and asks us a question, and we coldly send him on his way. We start sending a coworker with Babby whenever her parents aren’t around and she wants to go check out artist’s alley or the vendor’s hall. Because otherwise she’s not safe. She can’t run around and freely enjoy a convention about a show aimed at her, because instead of being surrounded by peers she’s somehow surrounded by men who pose a threat to her.
My point here: this is why I fucking hate “bronies.” Because grown-ass men are flooding into a space carved out for children—often little girls—and are making it unsafe for them.
I met a lot of non-awful people there, of course. I met a lot of parents and older siblings. A lot of adorable little boys who were happy to empathize with female characters, and a lot of little kids who wanted a picture with cosplays of their favorite pony. I met a lot of people who were cool and nice and just liked cartoons. I met a male Pinkie Pie cosplayer with a Fluttershy lady-friend who juggled and spun plates and was happy to entertain kids, and were generally just really cool people.
But I also met a lot of skeevy dudebros. A lot of guys in fedoras loudly discussing sexual shit in a room with children. Guys who drew/sold/displayed really fucking inappropriate “fanart,” including gross bodypillows that had no purpose in a little kids’ toy convention. I met a guy who gushed with absolute glee about the pleasure he derives from “corrupting innocence.” I met a lot of people who wanted to take something sweet and nice for children and make it about THEM. A lot of guys who wanted to make it about their dicks. People who made it UNSAFE for the intended audience to even be in attendance.
So yeah. If you call yourself a brony, I’m prolly not gonna trust you. Because I’ve seen y’all in action, and I am not impressed. Frankly I’m infuriated. This is like a bunch of gross neckbeards swarming Disneyland and shoving kids out of the way so they can grope Cinderella, and finding nothing wrong with it because they think they’re entitled to it.
My Little Pony is a really cute show with a lot of nice messages for kids, and gross brony shitweasels are trying to fucking take it from them by force. And I will fight them.