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fandomsandfeminism:

And his nickname is “Douche face”

I LOVE THAT THIS CHARACTER EXISTS. like i don’t love the character. but i love that he’s a thing. HE IS A TOKEN WHITE GUY, in the sense that his character is there, in this group of students, pretty much purely as comic relief based on stereotypical straight white dudebro behavior. THIS IS NOT A THING THAT HAPPENS MUCH, at least not without the other characters also being white/straight/etc.

and look how much they have him appropriate AAVE (it’s practically constant). there are actual writers in a writers’ room thinking “how can we make straight white dudes look pathetic in a hilarious way this week” and i loooooove iiiiiiiit

oh my god. token white guy

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5centsapound:

Disarming Design from Palestine


Disarming Design from Palestine is an inclusive design label that presents functional products from Palestine, that provide an alternative narrative from what you might usually find in the high street. The collection includes objects such as hourglasses that use cement from the separation wall, a dress made out of one keffiyeh, embroidered car decorations, scarfs depicting landscapes, olive leaves as earrings and an impossible chess game with water tanks and watch towers. The growing collection of products is presented on-line and through a traveling exhibition.* As a collection it aims to represent Palestinian culture in its current reality and reflect upon the function of art in situations of conflict.
The goods are developed, designed and produced by contemporary designers, artists and students in collaboration with local artisans and producers. During several ‘create-shops’ they engage in an enriching design dialogue with small emerging businesses and international colleagues. The project aims to catalyze the development of design as a discourse in Palestine.

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wnyc:

Happy National Poetry Month from this first grader:
We did the soft wind.We danst slowly. We swrld aroned.We danst soft.We lisin to the mozik.We danst to the mozik.We made personal space.
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wnyc:

Happy National Poetry Month from this first grader:

We did the soft wind.
We danst slowly. We swrld aroned.
We danst soft.
We lisin to the mozik.
We danst to the mozik.
We made personal space.

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kateoplis:

Top: Londoners arriving at a competition in 1937 for the Men’s Dress Reform Party, a group that advocated loosening the rigid standards of men’s fashion.

Bottom: 2015 NYFW: Pieter dress; J. W. Anderson’s crop top; Thom Browne’s voluptuous silhouette; Prada’s sheer knits

I’m not an idiot. I know the vast majority of these clothes won’t touch human skin. It’s a sad fact. Nevertheless, it’s important that they do exist, because they propose an alternative. To borrow the words of Craig Green, “Everything doesn’t have to be sports and anger.””

A Men’s Wear Revolution

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ras-al-ghul-is-dead:

A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerby’s  wanting to take photos with the statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society.  Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesn’t exist.  

Here are some observations by one of the artists involved in the event:

I don’t know who any of these folks are.

They were tourists I presume.

But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. There’s one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldn’t take his eyes off the body.

"Something about this doesn’t feel right. I’m going to sit this one out, guys." "Com’on man… he’s already dead."

(Laughs.)

There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.

The older gentleman: “Why do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.” Older woman: “They’re black kids, honey. They don’t have anything better to do.”

One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.

There was a guy who yelled at us… “We need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!”

"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said ‘thank you. It’s nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.’

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