Vespertine Hour

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"To my own ear, I sound hyperpoetic, and I don't mean to exaggerate these vespertine moods; I think that this restlessness that I am describing was really quite ordinary." ~Peter Gadol, The Long Rain

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Reblogged from danscrotch

danscrotch:

show them some love: day 6 - an underrated (in your opinion) youtuber
       ↳ albinwonderland

My femininity is weaponised. It is soft, but sharp. I have embraced it fully, because to do otherwise would be doing myself a disservice. When I dress and look the way I do, it is specific and full of thought. It says I decide the terms on which you may approach me. It gives me the upper hand in a way that I as a woman in public am so rarely afforded. The current social climate we live in fascinates me because it simultaneously encourages and discourages braise and femininity. Women who choose not to engage in traditionally feminine acts such as hair removal, makeup and certain styles of clothing are punished for it in micro-aggressive ways. The odds are stacked against them from making friends to landing jobs. Women who choose not to or can’t have children are seen as selfish. Women who don’t marry or marry non male-indentifying individuals are seen as confused. And in the same way, on the other end of the spectrum, women who feel best suited to traditionally feminine roles such as ‘stay at home mom’ or ‘caretakers’ are looked down upon by certain feminist schools of thought as to have ‘bought in’. The shaving of legs; the application of body shapers and heels to create a specific look; the art of makeup and hair is seen as frivolous and vain by all genders. So; we’re constantly fighting to find that safe balance – pretty but not too pretty; not so pretty as to look like we tried. Smart, but not too smart; not so smart as to intimidate others. Strong, but not so strong as to appear to need no companionship. Fashion is important and specifically womens’ fashion. When I see other people in untraditional garb, I can’t help but smile at them. Through their actions, they create a little more room - room for me, room for others to feel free to express themselves with more freedom and safety; and I hope that what I do can make space for others to have a little more room too. Someone once told me that revolution comes from the inside, and I didn’t want to believe them but I think it’s true. After all, all it took was the prick of a needle on a spinning wheel - a traditional symbol of feminine labour and creativity - to put a whole kingdom to sleep.
- The League of Extraordinary Ladies

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Reblogged from wilwheaton
If we think of the douchebag as a social identity as much as an accusation, as a subject with a distinctive persona locatable within the categories of race, class, gender and sexuality, then we find that the term carries a remarkably precise definition.
 
The douchebag is someone — overwhelmingly white, rich, heterosexual males — who insist upon, nay, demand their white male privilege in every possible set and setting.
 
The douchebag is always a white guy. But he is more than that. The douchebag is the demanding 1%, and the far more numerically significant class of white, heterosexist men who ape and aspire to be them. Wall Street guys are douchebags to be sure, but so is anyone looking to cash in on his white male privilege.
 
This narrowness of categorization — perhaps unique in the history of America’s rich history of racial and sexual slurs — is what makes the word douchebag such a potentially useful political tool.

Douchebag: The White Racial Slur We’ve All Been Waiting For — Medium

This is a great, interesting, insightful, long read.

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Reblogged from nevermindtheb0ll0cks

nevermindtheb0ll0cks:

this is so important 

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Reblogged from sarahtaylorgibson

My mother once told me that trauma is like Lord of the Rings. You go through this crazy, life-altering thing that almost kills you (like say having to drop the one ring into Mount Doom), and that thing by definition cannot possibly be understood by someone who hasn’t gone through it. They can sympathize sure, but they’ll never really know, and more than likely they’ll expect you to move on from the thing fairly quickly. And they can’t be blamed, people are just like that, but that’s not how it works.

Some lucky people are like Sam. They can go straight home, get married, have a whole bunch of curly headed Hobbit babies and pick up their gardening right where they left off, content to forget the whole thing and live out their days in peace. Lots of people however, are like Frodo, and they don’t come home the same person they were when they left, and everything is more horrible and more hard then it ever was before. The old wounds sting and the ghost of the weight of the one ring still weighs heavy on their minds, and they don’t fit in at home anymore, so they get on boats go sailing away to the Undying West to look for the sort of peace that can only come from within. Frodos can’t cope, and most of us are Frodos when we start out.

But if we move past the urge to hide or lash out, my mother always told me, we can become Pippin and Merry. They never ignored what had happened to them, but they were malleable and receptive to change. They became civic leaders and great storytellers; they we able to turn all that fear and anger and grief into narratives that others could delight in and learn from, and they used the skills they had learned in battle to protect their homeland. They were fortified by what had happened to them, they wore it like armor and used it to their advantage.

It is our trauma that turns us into guardians, my mother told me, it is suffering that strengthens our skin and softens our hearts, and if we learn to live with the ghosts of what had been done to us, we just may be able to save others from the same fate.

S.T.Gibson  (via her0inchic)

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Reblogged from anti-romanticismo


Corsican vendetta knife with floral detail

che la mia ferita sia mortale"may my wound be deadly"

Corsican vendetta knife with floral detail

che la mia ferita sia mortale
"may my wound be deadly"

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cognitivedissonance:

After threats against her life, Anita Sarkeesian canceled an upcoming talk at Utah State University. Gamergate trolls are celebrating on Twitter while simultaneously dismissing the threats as nothing. Does this read like nothing to you?

“I will write my manifesto in her spilled blood, and you will all bear witness to what feminist lies and poison have done to the men of America.”

The email’s author threatened to murder feminist women indiscriminately in a mass shooting. And because carrying guns on campus outweigh the right of students and guests to be safe, Anita Sarkeesian canceled her talk.

BUT WE SHOULDN’T FEEL THREATENED, RIGHT?

BECAUSE IT’S JUST THE INTERNET, RIGHT?

The bullies won this time. And if you think this shit isn’t dangerous, I’m fresh out of fucks to give and I’m not restocking any time soon. It’s goddamn wrong to to dismiss this by claiming the author isn’t serious. Elliot Rodger’s rantings were dismissed until it was too late.

This. Is. Not. OK.

guns… literally more important than the lives of women in the state of loveable mormons

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Reblogged from thatisntverychanel
Truly powerful women don’t explain why they want respect. They simply don’t engage those who don’t give it to them. Sherry Argov  (via her0inchic)

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Reblogged from iwantandneedahug
Stop thinking all the time that you’re in the way, that you’re bothering the person next to you. If people don’t like it, they can complain. And if they don’t have courage to complain, that’s their problem.  Paulo CoelhoVeronika Decides to Die  (via her0inchic)

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Reblogged from mysharona1987
sourcedumal:

mysharona1987:

This about sums it up.

This just goes to show that misogyny is real. So real.

sourcedumal:

mysharona1987:

This about sums it up.

This just goes to show that misogyny is real. So real.

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