Instead of waiting in her tower, Rapunzel slices off her long, golden hair with a carving knife, and then uses it to climb down to freedom.
Just as she’s about to take the poison apple, Snow White sees the familiar wicked glow in the old lady’s eyes, and slashes the evil queen’s throat with a pair of sewing scissors.
Cinderella refuses everything but the glass slippers from her fairy godmother, crushes her stepmother’s windpipe under her heel, and the Prince falls madly in love with the mysterious girl who dons rags and blood-stained slippers.
Persephone goes adventuring with weapons hidden under her dress.
Persephone climbs into the gaping chasm.
Or, Persephone uses her hands to carve a hole down to hell.
In none of these versions is Persephone’s body violated unless she asks Hades to hold her down with his horse-whips.
Not once does she hold out on eating the pomegranate, instead biting into it eagerly and relishing the juice running down her chin, staining it red.
In some of the stories, Hades never appears and Persephone rules the underworld with a crown of her own making.
In all of them, it is widely known that the name Persephone means Bringer of Destruction.
Red Riding Hood marches from her grandmother’s house with a bloody wolf pelt.
Medusa rights the wrongs that have been done to her.
Eurydice breaks every muscle in her arms climbing out of the land of the dead.
Girls are allowed to think dark thoughts, and be dark things.
Instead of the dragon, it’s the princess with claws and fiery breath
who smashes her way from the confines of her castle
and swallows men whole.
— 'Reinventing Rescuing,' theappleppielifestyle. (via justawordshaker)
(Source: theappleppielifestyle, via quoilecanard)
2:24 am • 8 October 2014
One must ask, if socialism is slavery [as Hayek claims], what exactly is capitalism? What is capitalism to the billions who live on less than two dollars a day? What is capitalism to millions of children who go hungry every night? What is capitalism to the single mom working three jobs just to scrape by? What is capitalism to the homeless man begging outside the Louis Vuitton store? If capitalism really is freedom, then I cannot fathom what an unholy Hell socialism must be.
But what really is socialism? Socialism is the political power of the working class and oppressed peoples concretely realized. The incredible idea that human need, potential, and progress is more important than making a profit. Socialism is the audacious demand that everyone deserves a meaningful existence not plagued by servitude and exploitation; an opportunity to realize themselves and better humanity as a whole. What an unimaginable terror socialism must be.
— Zak Brown, Debunking Hayek’s Road to Serfdom , Part 1 (via hawk-heart)
(Source: ghostaluxmemeburg, via hawk-heart)
2:24 pm • 7 October 2014
“I mostly want to remind her of the recipes of healing, and give her my own made-on-the spot remedy for the easing of her pain. I tell her, “Get a pen. Stop crying so you can write this down and start working on it tonight.” My remedy is long. But the last item on the list says: “When you wake up and find yourself living someplace where there is nobody you love and trust, no community, it is time to leave town – to pack up and go (you can even go tonight). And where you need to go is any place where there are arms that can hold you, that will not let you go.”
— bell hooks, sisters of the yam (via daughterofdiaspora)
7:12 am • 6 October 2014
The True Trayvon Martin
- He didn’t eat pork bc his father didn’t. Once his uncle fixed pork chops; they smelled so good,he called them “beef chops” & ate 1.
- He was passionate about aviation.
- When he volunteered at a soup kitchen for. The first time, he was astounded by the US hunger crisis.
- He loved his little cousins birthday parties. Even as a teen, he wasn’t too cool for Chuck E. Cheese.
- He was modest about saving his father from dying in a house fire. His father called him his best friend bc of it.
- Hoodies made *him* feel safe. Like so many teens (and adults), he wore them as a protective shell, a security garment.
- He called his dad, “My ol’ boy.” Lord, how he loved his dad.
- When folks wanted to tease him, they said, “Boy, you too skinny to take a breath.” And he’d just smile.
- If he wanted to hang out with his cousins and they had chores, he helped so they could finish faster.
- His uncle said they never had to ask him to do something twice.
- At 17, he was still into BMX bikes. He could cat-walk wheelie.
- The tattoo on his wrist read, “Sybrina.”
- The tattoo on his chest read, “Cora” — his grandmother’s name.
- I’m going to stop here. But just claim one of these memories I tweeted. Carry part of this boy with you, write him on your heart.
- Write the beautiful details of all the black children you meet on your heart. That’s where they’ll be safest.
- I feel like this stuff is important.
All facts about Trayvon are from this Esquire article.
9:36 pm • 5 October 2014