mars 2012
that’s actually one thing i have had to deal with on this life course i’m on
people problematizing the way that i am. and it’s annoying as fuck.
people loooove to make it into a joke, make it into some kind of pseudo-compliment, make it into something they have to agree with,
and it’s like no,
motherfucker,
this ain’t about you, ain’t for you, ain’t...
i talk about the usa a lot, specifically black cultures,
in relation to my own here in toronto because it’s really all i’ve got reference to
when it comes to a black culture. because like i mentioned in a previous post,
i don’t think canada has that sort of thing, in the same way at least.
and so a lot of affirmation and validation comes from what i see and have seen growing...
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I am not exotic →
So my really awesome friend wrote this incredible article that talks about being political all the time, having to deal with exotification and othering, and what it means for her navigation in Canadian society. In shortER, it’s super good and you need to read it now.
An excerpt:
As a Muslim, Arab woman in a western society, my presence on the margins has been deemed exotic and other –...
i think i will continue to unravel.
it is so easy to fall into the trap.
the trap of comfort and conformity to dominant practices, standards and things in canada. it is incredibly easy because you are constantly surrounding by colourful colours. well, not all the time. like i wouldn’t dare even think of living in kingston. ever.
i’m torona-born. that’s toronto for those that...
février 2012
i cancelled latino studies class for today
latinosexuality:
i’m tired.
while i was writing my class notes for this class which is on immigration, reading about what reports and national survey’s asking USians about their ideas of immigrants and immigration, watching Nezua’s vids “take our jobs!” and on “terror babies,” hearing the stories of how Alabamians are impacted by HB56, and the film The Harvest and having to get ready to talk...
yeah, so this TVO special?
…………………….
yeah.
and just as i type about being black in canada,
TVO
ONCE AGAIN FOR THE MOTHERFUCKIN WIN,
COMES WITH THIS.
i haven’t watched but i’m about to.
watch with me!!!
this is why i stay watching TVO if i even watch TV at all.
i just did this. tumblr knows, tumblr knows me...
step one: take out homework
step two: reward self with two hours of internet for getting that far
yo tumbles.
i didn’t advertise no cheescake ting 6 minutes ago.
stop ghost-blogging.
the fuck yo?
that whole picture taking away from my blog.
i don’t even like cheesecake that much.
stawp.
Just as there are racial identities of colour in Canada, there is also a white...
– James Crawford, Media, Stereotypes and the Perpetuation of Racism in Canada
(via imbobswaget)
“Euro-Canadians do not define themselves as white - they merely construct themselves as NOT being people of colour”
Stand out line to me granted, it isn’t an all or nothing kind of...
To all the girls whose thighs touch, with stretchmarks laid like gold across...
– Kim Crosby, http://queergiftedblack.tumblr.com/ (via queergiftedblack)
i’ve been thinking,
and for once this is a good thing, ha.
i struggle to find a black culture like the one in the usa. we have different histories but we are connected in part through how we came here and became established. i watched the documentary about priceville this morning and it got me thinking -
what is it that has us rolling, holding our sides, crying laughing over something we...
LOL, errday.
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 5 hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 4 hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 3 and a half hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 3 hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 2 and a half hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 2.25 hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get 2 hours of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get an hour and 45 minutes of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get an hour and a half of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can still get an hour of sleep
me: okay if i go to bed now i can just not wake up and sleep all day
esprit-follet:
This documentary reveals some of the hidden history of Blacks in Canada. In the 1930s in rural Ontario, a farmer buried the tombstones of a Black cemetery to make way for a potato patch. In the 1980s, descendants of the original settlers, Black and White, came together to restore the cemetery, but there were hidden truths no one wanted to discuss. Deep racial wounds were opened....
i am the worst at looking at people’s blogs that are following me.
a bunch of follow buttons sitting there.
i got like, pages on pages of them.
that’s my bad because i’m finding wonderful stuff too.
sorry y’all.
esprit-follet:
Remember Africville
Shelagh Mackenzie,
This short film depicts Africville, a small black settlement that lay within the city limits of Halifax, Nova Scotia. In the 1960s, the families there were uprooted and their homes demolished in the name of urban renewal and integration. More than 20 years later, the site of the community of Africville is a stark, under-utilized park. Former...
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tumblrstaff,
I know y’all are Dallas fans and all,
But y’all need to stop scrapping my msgs when I write them. just did that twice in less than 2 minutes.
Damn. All-Star is next weekend!
Have some love in your heart.
Where are all the Mavericks fans at now?
foreverla:
Final Score: Lakers 96 - Dallas 91 Ha.
They became NY fans are planning to root for Jeremy Lin tomorrow.
honest questions:
should we stop yelling as well at children because that could potentially lead to verbal abuse? because we are equals, and we are operating with this treat others as you want to be treated thing (that’s what i’m getting from the posts), should that cease to exist?
or is it asserting one’s authority that is the problem, since we are equal? and that can become...
Ghanian Names according to day of the week you...
audreylovemeorhatemee:
Day of the week Boy Girl
Monday Kojo Adjoa
Tuesday Kwabena Abena
Wednesday Kwaku Akua
Thursday Yaw Yaa
Friday Kofi Afua
Saturday Kwame Ama
Sunday Kwesi Akosua
Akua. Kwabena....
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Old school to me is archaic in some regard, and better in others the better mostly comes in context of music archaic social ideas have to be revamped in order to get through to the next generation physical discipline for me isn’t it at all.
eh. i hear it more contexts, generally just the way things were...
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Old school can be any learned behaviour from a previous generation. Ideals that were passed down to you but never explained and internalized and eventually regurgitated when you came into your own life and family, instead of adopting something diff.
i have a different understanding of old school. old...
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That shit is frustration and a fulfillment of ideals that weren’t your own in the first place always playing into being old school. No, the reason is you refuse to learn any other way than what was taught and its leaned on as a crutch. Stagnant shit.
what do you mean “not your own”? my mom...
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There is no way to defend that because physical violence like that often comes from frustration, and that could be taken to a whole other level. Why the fuck should I feel like a survivor when it comes to my upbringing. I survived childhood…what?
couldn’t come from anywhere else? i always thought...
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There should be no hierarchy, and its mighty fucking funny all the people talking about the white man and white ideals adhere to a westernized philosophy of children being property and props for them to force an agenda on children, mighty funny.
aha. true say, children were property before children were...