I may have called out a middle-aged white man in my MLK class this morning by reacting to his “ironic” statement as though it were sincere (PROTIP: THAT KIND OF IRONY IS BORING AND ALSO IT WAS NOT CLEAR) and I was unsure how to feel about it except that two women in my class thanked me after and another, not in the class, just came up to congratulate me so, cool

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:
 Pisces: The world is going to show you so much this week; the world is going to stretch out like the widest field, like the longest highway, like the densest bluest night. This week, it’s okay to ask for what you need, in this huge strange world. It’s okay to tell the truth to anyone who asks for it. It’s okay to tell your friends how you want to be treated, how you need to be listened to, how you need to be loved. Listen to the ocean, listen to the river, listen to songs about staying.
Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:

Pisces: The world is going to show you so much this week; the world is going to stretch out like the widest field, like the longest highway, like the densest bluest night. This week, it’s okay to ask for what you need, in this huge strange world. It’s okay to tell the truth to anyone who asks for it. It’s okay to tell your friends how you want to be treated, how you need to be listened to, how you need to be loved. Listen to the ocean, listen to the river, listen to songs about staying.

Today’s image was made specially for Madame Clairevoyant by Jen May.

Ada Maria Isasi-Daiz, foreword to En la Lucha (In the Struggle)

yelling about integrity identity in the language of the oppressor/I figured out that I can screenshot quotes that go across multiple pages

John O’Connor, in American Catholic Exodus, writing about the Catholic Church in 1968 and sounding not a little tiny bit dated or parochial.

calumet412:

LaSalle Street Canyon, 1952, Chicago.

calumet412:

LaSalle Street Canyon, 1952, Chicago.

therumpus:

Yumi Sakugawa’s Orbit

therumpus:

Yumi Sakugawa’s Orbit

Idea for a two-volume book series:

  • Book one: a life-affirming story about pretentious teens with superiority complexes who have experiences and give nauseatingly quotable musings on philosophy and what it means to be alive, which often involves their enjoyment of books and tea and their condescending view of the popular kids as sheep
  • Book two: the same exact story, except this time it's being narrated by the teacher who has to deal with these asshole kids on a daily basis but is legally barred from saying "are you fucking kidding me" when they say some pretentious bullshit about how they prefer the smell of old books to the taste of alcohol. The teacher is re-telling the story to her friend at the bar, and her friend refuses to accept that these children could POSSIBLY be as pretentious as she makes them sound

voguesoldiers:

Sailor Mercury - Nylon Korea, January 2014 

saenzdesantamaria:

Having a break
f3.2; 1/250s; ISO 400: FL:50mm
© Juan Manuel Saenz de Santa María, 2014.

saenzdesantamaria:

Having a break

f3.2; 1/250s; ISO 400: FL:50mm

© Juan Manuel Saenz de Santa María, 2014.

l0vemetwotimes:

nothing says hope quite like flowers growing through the cracks in concrete

This is one of my favorite posts I’ve come across ever

(via drdisgruntledphd)

Cut for weight stuff, food stuff, body stuff

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slurpsup:

complicated intersections b/t feminism // capitalism // imperialism all up in my dash today

WOW IT IS MY ROOMMATE’S DISSERTATION???
(hanabi)

slurpsup:

complicated intersections b/t feminism // capitalism // imperialism all up in my dash today

WOW IT IS MY ROOMMATE’S DISSERTATION??? (hanabi)

CORRECTION:

Happy Wednesday.

In the end, human love is the only thing that people have to protect themselves against the darkness.
my OT professor, on the distilled message of Song of Songs

《可愛い子には旅をさせよ》
I'm Bailey, a small girl from a small town. I lived a year in Kyoto and I graduated from college in Chicago in 2010. I lived in Boston for almost two years but it was a wash. I moved back to Chicago in May 2012 to rebuild from the ground up. I am in a Master's of Divinity program at a frou frou East Coast university. I say "y'all." I like beautiful things, funny things, photography, Japan, and emoticaps. Left-leaning politics, left-leaning theology, vegan cooking, dresses. My friends call me Etsuko because I was named Etsuko when I started learning Japanese. You write it like 悦子 and it is a very good name.
日本語、一応話せます。どうぞ宜しくお願い致します♪

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