themindislimitless said: do i need to roundhouse kick a m’fucker

ANYTIME FRIEND

I let it go because that’s the dead last thing I want to fight over on office chat but could this guy BE any more inappropriate

I want a hot shower and some hibiclens

- libertarian coworker mentioned “bad hipster names” in office chat and used “Anaïs” as an example

- I made a comment saying I was going to defend Anaïs because Anaïs Nin but thought better b/c she’s known for her erotic writings and that made her a kind of awkward person to name your kiddo after

- coworker said “now we all know Alyshabee a little better”

…..

so skeeved

Capital itself is seizing upon the same impetus which created a movement - the rejection by millions of women of women traditional place - to recompose the work force with increasing numbers of women. The movement can only develop in opposition to this…This ultimately is the dividing line between reformism and revolutionary politics within the women’s movement.

cosbyykidd:

kingjaffejoffer:

90sgeekchic:

dippednv8splash:

Janelle Monae - “Electric Lady” (VIDEO)

I’ve waited forever for this!!

I don’t think I’ve listened to any song in the last 12 months as much as I have this one. 

lol @ that product placement in the beginning tho. Samsung must have paid for a chunk of this video

😍😍😍😍😍

Marx’s analysis of capitalist production was not a meditation on how the society “ticked”. It was a tool to find the way to overthrow it, to find the social forces who, exploited by capital, were subversive to it. Yet it was because he was looking for the forces that would inevitably overthrow capital that he could describe capital’s social relations which are pregnant with working class subversion. It is because Mariarosa Dalla Costa was looking for women’s lever of social power among those forces that she was able to uncover that even when women do not work out of their homes, they are vital producers.

The commodity they produce, unlike all other commodities, is unique to capitalism: the living human being - “the laborer himself”, Capital’s special way of robbing labor is by paying the worker a wage that is enough to live on (more or less) and to reproduce other workers. But the worker must produce more in the way of commodities than what his wage is worth. The unpaid surplus labor is what the capitalist is in business to accumulate and what gives him increasing power over more and more workers: he pays for some labor to get the rest free so he can command more labor and get even more free, ad infinitum-until we stop him. He buys with wages the right to use the only “thing” the worker has to sell, his or her ability to work. The specific social relation which is capital, then, is the wage relation. And this wage relation can exist only when the ability to work becomes a saleable commodity. Marx calls this commodity labor power.

This is a strange commodity for it is not a thing The ability to labor resides only in a human being, whose life is consumed in the process of producing First it must be nine months in the womb must be fed, clothed and trained, then when it works its bed must be made, its floor is swept its lunchbox prepared it’s sexuality not gratified but quietened its dinner ready when it gets home even if this is eight in the morning from the night shift. This is how labor power is produced and reproduced when it is daily consumed in the factory or the office. To describe its basic’ production and reproduction is to describe women’s Work.

autbucky:

"monsexual privilege doesnt exist" =/= "bi erasure doesnt exist"

"dont say homophobic things to/about gay people" =/= "no gay person has ever been mean to a bi person ever"

also “has higher visibility” =/= “privilege”, bc visibility =/= power, esp. when the group in question is a marginalized group

every single different experience does not need to be qualified in terms of privilege bc that term doesnt apply to everything.

I would like Martin Scorsese to be interested in a female character once in a while, but I don’t know if I’ll live that long.

sashayed:

I am right now undergoing a state of like…….maybe miiiiiiiinor existential rage & manic despair over the face and behavior of movie star human being Chris Evans??? Which like, I guess I thought I was immune to him. I was like “Aw, he’s cute, I’ve seen his face 900 times and remained basically unaffected, there’s no way this is gonna turn into a full-blown sickness.” Anyway I was super DUPER wrong and I am very VERY sick.

(Source: markoruffalo)

Meta: Snowpiercer

elucipher:

My [scattered] thoughts on Bong Joon-ho’s Snowpiercer. This was originally just a defence of the film’s ending—which I’ve seen widely criticised—because I think it’s brilliant and necessary and worth defending. But… then there’s everything else.

[major spoilers, of course]

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He is taking a course on Marxist ideology.
He says, “The only real solution is to smash the system and start again.”
His thumb is caressing the most bourgeois copy of the communist manifesto that I have ever seen,
He bought it at Barnes and Noble for twenty-nine U.S. American dollars and ninety-nine cents,
Its hard cover shows a dark man with a scarved face
Waving a gigantic red flag against a fictional smoky background.
The matte finish is fucking gorgeous.
He wants to be congratulated for paying Harvard sixty thousand dollars
To teach him that the system is unfair.
He pulls his iPhone from his imported Marino wool jacket, and leaves.

What people can’t possibly tell from the footage on TV
Is that the water cannon feels like getting whipped with a burning switch.
Where I come from, they fill it with sewer water and hope that they get you in the face with your mouth open
So that the hepatitis will keep you in bed for the next protest.
What you can’t tell from Harvard square,
Is that when the tear gas bursts from nowhere to everywhere all at once,
It scrapes your insides like barbed wire, sawing at your lungs.
Tear gas is such a benign term for it,
If you have never breathed it in you would think it was a nostalgic experience.
What you can’t learn at Barnes and Noble,
Is that when they rush you, survival is to run,
I am never as fast as when the police are chasing me.
I know what happens to women in the holding cells down there and yet…
We still do it.

I inherited my communist manifesto,
It has no cover—
Because my mother ripped it off when she hid it in the dust jacket of “Don Quixote”
The day before the soldiers destroyed her apartment,
Looking for subversive propaganda.
She burned the cover, could not bring herself to burn the pages,
Hoped to God the soldiers couldn’t read,
They never found it.
So she was not killed for it, but her body bore the scars of the torture chamber,
For wanting her children to have a better life than she did,
Don’t talk to me about revolution.

I know what the price of smashing the system really is, my people already tried that.
The price of uprise is paid in blood,
And not Harvard blood.
The blood that ran through the streets of Santiago,
The blood thrown alive from Argentine helicopters into the Atlantic.

It is easy to say “revolution” from the comfort of a New England library.

It is easy to offer flesh to the cause,
When it is not yours to give.

chris evans c. snowpiercer can get it tho

YOU 

HAVE

TO

WATCH

SNOWPIERCER

witchesbitchesandbritches:

Feelin’ sad, lookin’ mediocre

oops I forgot to put tyler oakley on my blacklist after replacing my hard drive

She deserves better, you say. I say: You’re a goddamn coward. What she deserves is an actual person she can connect with. She deserves you, or me or the entire world; she deserves someone achingly real and honest. She deserves a human being equally raw to pursue her and love her and, perhaps, destroy her emotionally, but she deserves all that as well. She doesn’t deserve anyone’s sugary fairytale. She deserves to float freely, with you, or me, or the world, into the very depths of her own psychosynthesis. She deserves to explore the meaning of the word "intimacy", with someone beside her that will care regardless. She fucking deserves all of it. So, pluck up the courage and be with her or leave her in peace but don’t you dare "sell" her your own "inadequacy" as a lie so that, again, you manage to comfort your conscience and eventually come to feel that you love her exactly because you’re letting her go. Because, darling, that’s bullshit. That’s only your own little self-created lie laying behind a much bigger lie; it’s not even properly concealed within itself, you fucking idiot.