🆕 🎥 | don’t imagine how much I would have liked to see this in the movie
Okay, we really do need to address the anti blackness in our own community, so why dont we start with Mahatma Gandhi?
The man was a racist. He actually supported racial segregation when he was hurt when people discriminated against him based on his race. How hypocritical do you have to be?
I'm going to attach a bunch of screenshots here from an article I read about Gandhi being a racist, which is a must read because HOW HYPOCRITICAL WAS GANDHI THIS MAN SHOULD NOT BE PUT ON A PEDESTAL
The point of the story here, is antiblackness is rampant in indian culture, and we shouldn't be ignoring it or turning away from it. I am majorly sorry for what I said there, and everyone who called me out was right:- we should speak up about the discrimination we face, but in no way should we compare ourselves to any other race, or undermine black people in any way. Black lives matter. Black lives are important. Black lives are loved. Yall are doing absolutely amazing, and we support you. We're sorry for our actions.
But they would be fucking easy to find.
How fucked up would that be if they were in your room at night.
Nvm
#noexcuseforabuse
#justiceforadriandowen
My younger brother came up to my mom with a stuffed animal and the animal was crying.
When my mother asked why the stuffed animal was crying my little brother said: becouse he’s a little bitch.
I said that yesterday when i was babysitting him .
Now my mom’s angry with me.
we learned about sundown towns today!!! proof that racism never went away and that people are just more quiet about it.Â
I have a love hate relation with myself. Like i'll be looking at a trashcan and tell people it has acomplished more than me and 5 seconds later i'll have a 5 hour lecture on why im the only perfect human being ever.
the concept of how sir arthur conan doyle was as a person always sends me into fits. imagine making the most famous literary character of all time but you hate the character so much you try to kill him off. but everyone is so horny for this asshole detective they make you bring him back. even your own mother gets mad when he’s dead because she likes him. raising your prices to ridiculous rates to avoid writing holmes stories backfired and now you’re rich. it’s absolutely a pain because it’s keeping you from your true passion which is spiritualism despite how one of your good friends harry houdini keeps telling you it’s bullshit. you consider your best novels to be historical ones but they’re well over shadowed by the nemesis of your own creation sherlock fucking holmes. some fake photographs from some kids convinced you faeries were real and you wrote a whole book about it. you started writing stories in medical school. and yes, also you are a doctor. after you’re dead, they erect a statue of sherlock holmes across the street from your birthplace, causing you to probably roll over one hundred eighty degrees in your grave and scream into your casket pillow.