You know what pisses me off about discussing history on this site?
When I find something genuinely amusing about a historical person and post about it like “HAH! Weren’t history people funny and interesting?” and tumblr people feel the need to reblog it like “Oh, remember that one horrible thing they did? Remember those questionable or socially reprehensible things they participated in? How dare you find them amusing! How dare you like or admire a fallible human being!”
As if I don’t know what they did or what was said about them. As if one aspect of their lives is the only way to look at them. As if some historical people are nothing more than their mistakes or bad choices.
MY GOSH CAN I NOT ENJOY ANYTHING IN THIS SUBJECT
Yeah, I sort of see a lot of it as overcorrecting after learning waterdowned, “good man,” K-12 history, where anything that rebukes said history is good (not to say there aren’t legitimate arguments). It just takes a bit more historical study to even it out.
Let’s face it, if the most recent thing they learned about Andrew Jackson was the Trail of Tears, that’s gonna be the most, or only, significant thing about him to them. Which is why I appreciated deadpresidents’ ranking summary of Jackson - clear opinion but balanced (I think).
(I’m assuming this is Jackson liked to steal outhouse covers related ‘cause it’s Jackson.)
Agreed. A large portion of the people on tumblr who reblog history posts but aren’t in the history “fandom” per se have a very simplified view of history that is very black and white. Much in the same way they view everything else, really; I mean, how often have you seen “reasons why Celebrity X is a raging douche” vs “reasons why Celebrity X is a goddess” sort of posts battling each other? The debates over JLaw and KStew? I find it sickening how much people flip-flop their extremist opinions about real people with complex personalities and issues each time they learn something new about the person. And I’m a goddamn Red Sox fan. I know about flip-flopping.
There is a sad lack of seeing the humanity in historical figures as well as a lack of appreciation for humor, even in the face of uncomfortable topics. In my opinion, if you can’t even acknowledge someone’s layers of personality, then you’re better off ignoring them altogether. Same goes for making fun of them. That’s why Hitler jokes are great; you’re ridiculing a person who desperately needs to be ridiculed. Was Monty Python guilty of being politically uneducated for making a sketch about Hitler invading a small English tourist town without mentioning mass genocide? No, because the mass genocide is common knowledge and it is not funny. The Trail of Tears is not funny. Tipping outhouses is. And if people can’t acknowledge that both acts came from one person then they clearly have never left their house before.
Yo its’ okay if you’re a white girl who likes Uggs and spray tans and pop music and instagramming your Starbucks. Don’t let tumblr make you think for one minute that liking things like that makes you inferior.
Same goes for if you’re a hipster trans mexican/japanese Pizza Underground enthusiast with a hello kitty neck tattoo.
If you’re not hurting anyone, you be you. There’s nothing wrong with that.
Saaaaam tell me about ur favorite aeroplane?? Even if not shooty?
MY FAVORITE AEROPLANES A REPORT BY ME
Best name: Sopwith Camel. Like I just imagine some British guy who vaguely resembles Winston Churchill going, “Hmm yes what is a majestic soaring creature? A CAMEL. EXCELLENT. NAME IT AT ONCE.”
Honorable mention: B-52 STRATOFORTRESS)
Weirdest Looking Plane: THIS FAT LITTLE BELUGA I DON’T KNOW WHAT IT IS BUT I LOVE IT.
Runner Up: B-2 Spirit Bomber. What the f is that shit, son. That’s some alien spaceship shit.
Favorite Plane: SUPERMARINE SPITFIRE. They were active from 1936 til 1961 and I got to see on fly over RAF Feltwell on the 4th of July.
Special Place in my Heart: C-130J (THE MIGHTY HERCULES). My first airframe. They look like fat little sausage planes and they sound like big sky lawnmowers and they’re so disgustingly impractical, but I love them.
HONORABLE MENTION: SPACE SHUTTLE ATLANTIS, AKA BEAUTIFUL SPACE BABY. NOT A PLANE. JUST A TINY LITTLE SPACE HOPPER. A few days ago was the 3rd anniversary of her last flight and it was very emotional.
2. When you see a woman walking by herself, leave her alone.
3. If you pull over to help a woman whose car has broken down, remember not to rape her.
4. If you are in an elevator and a woman gets in, don’t rape her.
5. When you encounter a woman who is asleep, the safest course of action is to not rape her.
6. Never creep into a woman’s home through an unlocked door or window, or spring out at her from between parked cars, or rape her.
7. Remember, people go to the laundry room to do their laundry. Do not attempt to molest someone who is alone in a laundry room.
8. Use the Buddy System! If it is inconvenient for you to stop yourself from raping women, ask a trusted friend to accompany you at all times.
9. Carry a rape whistle. If you find that you are about to rape someone, blow the whistle until someone comes to stop you.
10. Don’t forget: Honesty is the best policy. When asking a woman out on a date, don’t pretend that you are interested in her as a person; tell her straight up that you expect to be raping her later. If you don’t communicate your intentions, the woman may take it as a sign that you do not plan to rape her.
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tbh, i find the emergence of the concept of demisexuality very interesting, and i’m partial to thinking it’s a symptom of hypersexualized patriarchal culture that demands full sexual availability of women. wanting to develop an emotional bond before having sex is actually a very common and even normative thing, yet nowadays women seem to be under so much pressure to have casual sex that they strongly identify with demisexuality to justify the limits of their sexual comfort zone.
i wonder how the idea that not wanting to have sex with people you don’t know well needs its own label might be connected with the “sex-positive” movement and its ideas of “sexual empowerment”. we’ve conceptualized being sexual (as opposed to “half-sexual”) in very strict terms and reached a point where certain sexual behaviours, such as casual sex, are not just seen as normal and accepted but actually positioned as a required part of “full” sexuality, and by doing that we’ve abnormalized not wanting to have sex with people you don’t know well, which is alarming because there is an immense pressure on women to be sexually available to men.
Who wants to bet Steve shows up at Sam’s house halfway through Age of Ultron like “I’m SO sorry for doing this to you again” while the whole Avengers team stands behind him, shuffling their feet and looking liked kicked puppies.
And Sam just goes, “I don’t have enough OJ for you all,” as he sighs and lets them file into his house.
like honestly everything I hear from my mother is “that’s unflattering”. my hair is unflattering, my glasses are unflattering, my clothes are unflattering. but everyone knows that “unflattering” is code for “you’re too ugly to wear that”, because truly beautiful people can wear whatever they want.
and even my ex said, “well you should tone it down, lose the glasses, wear a different coat, maybe wear jeans once in a while, if you want to make friends and seem approachable” and tbh like everything that anyone ~suggests~ to me as an alternative to my current style would seem inauthentic and costume-like to me.
i feel so uncomfortable if i’m wearing something someone else picked out for me. when i was about 15 or 16 i only wore what my mom would pick for me and i hated it. once i started actually trying my own clothes and stuff i realized how much i loved the way i looked in clothes, even if they weren’t clothes that “hid” certain things or were tighter than what i was used to being seen in.
I hate the phrase “that’s unflattering” because nothing makes me doubt myself more when I look in the mirror and see someone who looks good. Am I just thinking I look good because the clothes are cool? What’s the difference? Clearly there is one or someone wouldnt’ say it. I try to compromise, but I’m never wearing a pair of bootleg jeans ever again and nobody can tell me otherwise. Even my work pants are skinny jeans.
I hate how I have to sacrifice some level of self-love to be loved by others. I am way too dependent on others to ignore it, too. I need people’s approval, so I tone everything down. And I hate it. I hate that I never have the guts to wear dark purple lipstick or blue eyeshadow or tights and shorts without feeling like a fool. And I hate the idea that if I was somehow magically a different body size, I’d be “fashion-forward” or “trendy” but as it is I’m “weird” and “unflattering”.