myrmidryad

don't look at me

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Listening to the timbre of the conversations at the Dane County Farmers Market, one of the largest in the country, you’d think the topic was vaccination or Gaza. “What exactly is in this scone?” “Are your emus happy? How much space do they have to roam free?” “When you say ‘flour’ on the label, what kind of flour is that?”

Yet food pantries remain full of the same canned pumpkin and expired boxed meals they always have. Obese people are shamed and told what to eat, while people deemed skinny enough to have an eating disorder are also shamed for not taking care of their “health.” There is a serious disconnect here that should tell anyone who’s paying attention that this is not about justice or health in any form––it is about vanity.

When asking the server how the animal being served was prepared, no one seems to wonder whether that server has basic health insurance or whether that server is affected by the fact that the restaurant industry has one of the highest rates of sexual harassment and lowest rates of pay. When waxing poetic about the “salt of the Earth” farmers from which they buy their unpasteurized milk, no one seems to worry that an estimated 10 percent of American farm workers are children. When pearl-clutching over the things we “don’t know” about GMOs, as Kavin pointed out, no one seems to be concerned about their presence in groceries found at Price Rite––only products sold at Whole Foods.

If you are not as concerned about the people handing you your food in the restaurant as you are about the pigs on the farm where it was grown, your approach is classist….If you start telling someone all about your new trendy diet or asking them about theirs without knowing if they have an eating disorder that may be triggered by your prattle, your approach is ableist. If you tsk-tsk at people who are overweight for what they are eating and claim you’re concerned about their health, yet you’re not actively campaigning to make healthy food more accessible and affordable, your approach is sickening and I don’t want you in my activism.
Skepchick | Food is for White Liberals What Sex Is For The Religious Right (via brutereason)

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Filed under food cw eating disorders cw social justice stuff truth

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mymoregeousbdff:

amydyersgreatblueyonder:

simonsjumpers:

downside-of-being-a-wallflower:

lesbianvamp:

You kept my room?

this makes me sad because you can see that Simons family didnt keep his room, maybe that was healthy for the family to say goodbye unlike Kier’s and Rick’s. But it makes me think that Simon never had a very good home life even before he died and killed his mother in his untreated state.

I call this the photoset of lies

Because Kieren’s room is a lie because they kept it as if he was alive

Rick’s is a lie with all those posters of girls

Simon’s is a lie because it’s not really his room anymore and yet they’re pretending it is

If you go this way, Rick’s a lie because they kept it as if he stayed alive too.

I call this the photoset of outside display of persona in a seemingly inside setting.

WHAT?

I confused myself.

Your room is supposed to be your place, intimate, a display of who you are.

Kieren’s is quite accurate in that sense. Most of the paintings are of people he loves and cares for. However, as someone previously noticed in a reblog of the “cage painting”, almost none of the painting represent himself. Even before getting PDS, Kieren avoided, not mirrors but, depictions of himself. Rather focusing on others and what they meant to him than himself and how to care for himself without others.

Rick’s room is a closeted one. He’s not necessarily gay, maybe he never loved any boy other than Kieren. But the display of machism with the posters of “babes” is obviously…a display.
Nothing seems personal in his room. It’s all for show. To please an abusive dad. The crowd.
So when Rick has to make choices, it’s even harder, because he never really thought about what HE wanted. Always worrying about what his dad wanted for him.

Simon’s is a stark contrast, reminder of the fact that he tried to move to America and possibly spent years outside of the family home, as a drug addict.
The football and Morrissey’s posters, the single bed, the drapes: this is a teenager’s room. Simon died at 27.
This room is reminiscent of when he was younger and “all his nerves were exposed, raw”. He fled and took drugs to escape that feeling. And now he is back, “unfixed”, in the same surroundings reminiscent of his discomfort.
All the scenes where he is in his room, he looks like a child.

I could go on and on but I have to go and this is getting too long. Bleh. Can’t even proofread myself.

I agree with literally all of the above and I’m so fucking glad to finally see someone use the phrase “abusive dad” in relation to Bill thank you oh my god

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We should not be comfortable or content in a society where the only way to remain free of surveillance and repression is if we make ourselves as unthreatning, passive, and compliant as possible.
Glenn Greenwald (via disciplesofmalcolm)

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Filed under quotes i like this i don't buy that 'if you don't do anything wrong you've got nothing to worry about' crap the rules and laws can change at the drop of a hat and don't pretend you haven't broken a few laws come on we've all downloaded music illegally