Wes Studi woulda knocked that role right out of the fucking ballpark.
CUPS Cover. Holy crap.
[TW: Body image, fat shaming, family issues]
Time to get real.
I understand that family is everything. I get that. When everything goes to hell, they are the one’s we’re supposed to find consolation in. When you’re hurt, they are supposed to be the ones to pick you back up. When all options have been exhausted and there’s nowhere else to go, they’re supposed to be a safety net.
My brother felt bad about himself for a long time. We were there at his worst when he felt like there was nowhere to go. We stood by him when he felt like leaving us was the best way to solve his problems. We supported him when he wanted to pick himself up, dust his shoulders off, and decide to participate again. We encouraged him when he told us that he was going to start working out and eating well to lose weight because that’s what he felt he needed to do to feel good about himself.
But since then, he’s started to become a bit of a fitspo supporter. “Losing weight will solve all of your/other people’s problems.” This he says in regards to my thoughts on fashionable clothes for fat people; in regards to my beliefs on fat-shaming in our culture; in regards to anything where “being fat” is the “problem.” The sad thing is he doesn’t seem to get that while I have learned to have a real thick skin, the one person I shouldn’t have to hear that crap from is him. Especially given the amount of support I have given him for the past few years.
So, yes. I am infuriated that he has been using words like “fatshion” as a way of trying to mock my own self-worth. I am infuriated that his idea of “joking” is using something that I believe in as a means of insult knowing very well that his “quips” have, and probably will continue to, upset me. I am infuriated that an individual who had the support from his family - when he was struggling with his own body image and his own relationship with his body - decided to turn back around and continually make jabs about the very tools that someone else has used to build a positive relationship with their own body.
And above all else, I am infuriated that he, of all people, still thinks it was justified.
Just curious: are you of French or German descent? i just wanted to ask because of that roast beef vine you posted.
I just answered a young couple’s query about the film “Man of Steel” by emphasizing that I thought it was “…an engaging and thrilling documentary about Cornelius Vanderbilt and Andrew Carnegie.” The man didn’t get it. The woman was unenthusiastic about my sarcastic reply. Oh, well.
Guys, hey, guys. Do you remember that time that Coulson called Natasha and she ended up forming the Avengers? Remember how she did that by digging up Bruce Banner and introducing Steve to him then was the voice of reason when Tony and Steve were bickering and then how she brought Clint back from being mind controlled so that they can be a team? Remember that? Remember how the Black Widow out smarted a god? Remember that time she kept her shit together when the Hulk attacked her, even though she was really scared? Remember when she knocked an alien off his flying scooter and figured out how to drive it despite it being extrateresstrial tech, then got her ass up to the top of Stark Tower, found Loki’s staff and saved the world from being invaded by turning off the machine?
Remember how she was the central character of the whole freaking movie?
Anyone else remember that? I sure do.
#and remember how they didn’t sexualize her #remember how she was independent and didn’t need a male crutch #remember how when loki implied that she needed a man she completely tore him down #remember how natasha romanov doesn’t take shit from nobody #especially not a man
Natasha Romanov don’t care. Natasha Romanov doesn’t give a shit.
Natasha Romanov: Resident Honeybadger of the Avengers Initiative.
I’m often asked by parents what advice can I give them to help get kids interested in science? And I have only one bit of advice. Get out of their way. Kids are born curious. Period. I don’t care about your economic background. I don’t care what town you’re born in, what city, what country. If you’re a child, you are curious about your environment. You’re overturning rocks. You’re plucking leaves off of trees and petals off of flowers, looking inside, and you’re doing things that create disorder in the lives of the adults around you.
And so then so what do adults do? They say, “Don’t pluck the petals off the flowers. I just spent money on that. Don’t play with the egg. It might break. Don’t….” Everything is a don’t. We spend the first year teaching them to walk and talk and the rest of their lives telling them to shut up and sit down.
So you get out of their way. And you know what you do? You put things in their midst that help them explore. Help ‘em explore. Why don’t you get a pair of binoculars, just leave it there one day? Watch ‘em pick it up. And watch ‘em look around. They’ll do all kinds of things with it.
I just watched your june favorites video and your rockadoodle reference killed me. I'm legitimately dead now
Seriously, though. My hair cannot be tamed.
I ate a giant freakin’ cheeseburger at 2 AM. I don’t wanna grow up.
Eurythmics, Here Comes the Rain Again.