Yet another project I intend to do with my growing magazine collection…
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serve and protect?
I just saw three cops pull over a young black girl on the corner next to my house. No probable cause, from what I could tell. Yet they held her for about 20 minutes. They patted her down and then they called in a K-9 unit to search her car because she refused to consent to a search (Funny how that works in this country…).
After three cops searched her car from top to bottom, they could not find anything suspicious or illegal, so they finally had to let her leave.
I stood on my porch and watched until they let her go. I felt tremendous anger, a rising something in my chest that would not settle — even now has not settled. I wondered if there would be this many cops just hanging around on the corners of streets with higher property values. I wondered if they would have stopped a Lexus with a young white girl behind the wheel. I wondered how this country could allow cops to pull a young girl over and put their hands on her, just because she was driving by the spot they were parked.
I worry for all the women in this neighborhood. I worry for myself being pulled over and violated like that. I worry about crimes I did not commit because that is what a police state does: create perpetual unease in order to lull the populace into a continual state of fearful, unquestioning obedience.
I know I say I want every bedroom that I reblog, but I can seriously use this bed frame in my room. I love low frames and simple structure. I think I could make this with a little help from my numerous carpenter friends.
I just need to get a bed first…
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#NickIsATool - Try a Single and See How You Feel About It
Whoops! Did I just say that on the internet? Yeah, I did.
My ex-boyfriend is a gigantic tool incapable of comprehending very basic courtesy in a relationship . And before all you guys out there get up in arms about “women being crazy”, let me clarify just how braindead my ex-boyfriend is to what women want and/or need from a relationship:
*He asks me if I want to get a late night meal — on him. We arrive at the little Cuban restaurant we eat at every single day*
Me (to cashier): I’ll have double sunshine over rice [total value: $4.95], please.
Him: How about you just get a single and see how you feel about it?
Me: *silence*
Him: It’s just that I’m kind of short on cash…
Cashier: *stares at him incredulously*
Couple in line behind us: *stare at him incredulously*
Me: Umm… okay, I’ll have a single sunshine mix over rice… [total value: $2.95]
For anyone not paying attention as to why this is incredibly hilarious and sad, let’s take a look at some commonly accepted etiquette for the 21st century:
1. Don’t tell your girlfriend that she can’t have a certain menu item when YOU proposed to pay for the meal (and suggested the restaurant, knowing your financial limitations). You’d think I had ordered an 8oz steak from Le Cordon Bleu from the way he jumped in with his ever-so-helpful suggestion.
2. If you can’t afford to spend $4.95 on a meal for your girlfriend, don’t offer to pay for it! Don’t be a fucking cheapskate. I’m not a material person by any means, but EVERYONE around us was embarrassed for me, which in turn made me feel like shit. So I felt guilty for asking for too much from him and being spoiled. HOW FUCKED UP IS THAT?!
I have 7 skill points in Self-Degradation. You can’t beat my Level 12 Neurotic Wizard!
EPILOGUE:Last month, in the middle of what seemed like yet another break up (my doing, admittedly), he referenced “that one time we went to Flacos and you got mad at me for no reason”. So ladies and gentlemen, learn from this socially retarded, sad, pathetic young man.
And stay tuned for more in the series!
Coming up next on #NickIsATool: How I Learned That I’m Always Wrong All The Time
Following the lead of Kraft, Pepsi, Coca-Cola, and Intuit.
Yes! Progress is possible!
riseagainsttheroyalwe asked: wait wat
yeah, my friend on guam, Marc, came up with that Hunger Games thingy and now it’s like all over tumblr. weeeird.
The Art of Rue-ing (by Marc Marcos)
How to:
- Find a sleeping victim
- Arrangr an array of flowers around said victim
- Perform the Hunger Games salute
- Take pictures
Happy Hunger Games
FUCKING WEIRD COINCIDENCE: Marc Marcos is my friend on Guam. Riseagainsttheroyalwe is my friend in Gainesville. They don’t know each other in real life and yet now they are connected in this meta way. THE INTERNET IS MAGIC.
(via riseagainsttheroyalwe)
Everyone loves a slinky kitty.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Listen to Nouga Jr.
Improve your quality of life.
Make this world suck a little bit less with each listen.
This guy is good.
2012 reading challenge 8/52: Invisible Monsters
I finished reading Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk today and it is by far one of my favorite books of all time. Chuck always brings the nitty gritty of the freak show that is life to his pages, but the characters in Monsters transcended somehow. He shines a light on the impossible standards of beauty in this country and the terrible price of jealousy. This is also one of his strongest endings in a novel. Oh Chuck, when will you stop being an inspiration to aspiring writers everywhere?
P.S. I’m going to get this poster framed on my wall:
