View Larger Jack Dawson… Penniless artist who wins a ticket onto Titanic in 1912, attends a first class dinner, develops a taste for the finer things in life, pockets the Heart of the Ocean, survives the sinking, pawns the diamond, spends the following ten years building his wealth and in 1922 moves to West Egg as Jay Gatsby… Millionaire with a shady past and fear of swimming pools.
So one thing I’m always seeing on Tumblr is the idea of racebooting or racebending existing popular characters so that they’re played by an actor of color. I guess on some level I get this, as I enjoy how pissed off Sam Jackson as Nick Fury makes some people, and would love if they cast an Asian actress as the Wasp ala the Ultimates.
But in general? Why would I want a black guy playing Superman or Batman when there are tons of great black superheroes? Who needs a racebent Batman and Superman (which come on you know will NEVER happen) when we could instead be putting Steel and Batwing up on the big screen?
I don’t need more white characters “reimagined”. I need Hollywood to reach into the big pool of black characters we’ve got and recognize their potential.
I mean in the Marvel Cinematic Universe right now it’s what? War Machine and that’s it? And the Falcon coming down the line. Those two are great characters but we could be doing a lot more than this.
Just saying. And I mean if you think about it making a Miles flick would be an easy way to reboot the Spider-Man franchise (cuz you know that’s where they’re going eventually) without having to rehash Peter Parker’s origin AGAIN.
Like I said earlier, Hollywood releases tons of superhero flicks each year, and yet few if any ever feature any heroes of color.
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Because if you pay close attention to Beyonce (and if you are hating on her you are), she kind of is singing about some pretty OK stuff. It is very important to learn how to kick dumb dudes who mistreat you to the left, to the left. And if you can get past the Uh oh’s uh oh’s uh oh no no no’s, she is very clearly about empowering women to embrace who they are and be who they want to be. And I thought that’s what all this damn feminism, womanism, and general lifeism thing was all about, anyway?
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lol no Beyonce is still the face of fauxminism errwhere
admire Beyonce’s kick-a-dudebro skills all you want but if you want to laud her as the face of feminism in pop culture today then our situation is direr than I thought
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… how, exactly? From the very beginning of her career, Beyonce’s been about empowering women and girls. She makes her own money, controls her own image, and on the plus side, she’s frequently surrounded by women as back-up musicians and dancers who are also women of color to boot. She’s smart, unafraid of her sexuality, and has never apologized for being a working mother. Beyonce is a role model.
You don’t have speak like a women’s studies major to still be a positive force for women.
(via mihaelkeehling)
‘If I Were A Boy’ and ‘Girls Who Rule The World’ come to mind. And even though there’s nothing especially anti-feminist about her other ‘fuck-this-shit’ break-up kind of songs, there’s not anything particularly ‘empowering’ about them either, at least nothing that isn’t in pretty much all other break-up anthem from sassy female pop singers - Beyoncé’s just happen to be catchier. Her control over her career and image is relatively recent, too, not to mention that she has been coasting off this ‘yay girl power’ manufactured image since her Destiny Child/Independent Woman days. The Spice Girls were all about prepackaged girl power, too.
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“If I Were A Boy” was about the double standards regarding men and women, which isn’t something you hear a lot of mainstream artists singing about. And even if “Who Run The World? (Girls)” isn’t true, it’s still nice to hear someone singing in favor of girls considering how hard culture works to disparage them. The thing with Beyonce’s “sassy break up anthems” (can we just agree not to use the world ‘sassy’ in relation to black women? like, please?) is that they’re not just break-up anthems. It’s not just whining about a guy that did you wrong; it’s about picking yourself up, dusting yourself off, and realizing you’re better off without them. (See: ‘Survivor,’ ‘Irreplacable,’ and ‘All The Single Ladies, which, since when did single women get anything but scorn in most mainstream media?) And from the very beginning, back in her Destiny’s Child days, Beyonce was about this. I’m not sure how “Independent Woman” is “fauxminism” considering the lyrics are all about how women can have their own financial autonomy, which is a far cry of the “girl power” of “if you want to be my lover, you’ve got to get with my friends.” And I’m not even going to touch the idea that just because Beyonce recently got control of her image, it means less, because that, that is fauxminism right there, because it implies that all her work means nothing because ‘oh, she didn’t have one hundred percent control of her money when she was a teenager.’
(via mihaelkeehling)
seriously when (Girls) came out people were all up in arms and it’s like…she’s singing about something positive? She’s celebrating women? And her own power? Like would you fuckin’ rather she go on about whatever banal, slut-shaming, stereotype filled pop shit most stars are write songs about, singing about how she’s cheer captain and i’m on the bleachers? At least her songs are about something positive and something that celebrates women. Why is she under the microscope for doing what do few pop artists do? ALL OF THIS.
(via adventuresofcomicbookgirl)
these same bitches saying Beyonce is a fauxminist are also most of the time pro-lady Gaga, who writes way more sappy love songs from the point of view of a tortured female protagonist than Beyonce ever did.
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In short, to anyone with dating experience, “nice guy” sounds like “essentially lackluster, if largely unobjectionable male person.” And this is what you’re presenting as your best trait. This is what you aspire to. Now, I hear some of you complaining “women always say they want a nice guy.” I know lots of women — I’m even related to a few — and I can’t say I’ve ever heard any of them say that. I can’t prove it, but this sounds like one of those things stand-up comedians say about women and everyone else just repeats. I’ve also never known a woman who cries when she breaks a nail — although I’ve known a few who swear like a 15-year-old sailor in jail — and I’ve never had a woman ask me if her outfit made her look fat unless she actually wanted and subsequently appreciated my opinion. So either I’ve stumbled upon a secret trove of women who aren’t passive-aggressive sob machines, or you need to stop mistaking Dane Cook routines for peer-reviewed sociological studies. At any rate, if a woman does say “I just wish I could find a nice guy,” I would suggest this is the equivalent of “I’m so hungry I could eat a horse.” Which is to say, she’s not hoping you’ll say, “You’re in luck, I have a dead horse in my backyard!” The Sapir-Whorf hypothesis states that the way you use language shapes your perception of the world. (This should not be confused with the Sapir-Worf hypothesis, which states that the Romulans are lying and we should raise shields.) So maybe you’d become a better person if you started by not using such a flaccid, pallid term to refer to yourself. Here’s my suggestion: Instead of trying to be a nice guy, aspire to be a good man. You might be surprised at the results.
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Alt Text: Taking Another Look at the Myth of the ‘Nice Guy’ | Underwire | Wired.com (via bulletinaweave)
I like this.
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hellyeahtheprincessandthefrog:
Can we just take a moment to appreciate this gif? Let’s talk about what a great Disney Princess/heroine/ROLE MODEL Tiana really is.
A lot of young girls grew up without this princess, and I really wish I had gotten to grow up with her.
She is SUCH an inspiration, and it’s so refreshing to see a Princess get her dream, which is a restaurant, and not a man. (Albeit the fact that Naveen ends up being part of her dream) Which is amazing too, because it shows you can have love and accomplish a dream- all through hard work. Had Tiana been at home moping and just thinking she could never get a restaurant or just dreaming of it rather than going out and pursuing her dream she never would have met Naveen either.
Tiana puts up with so much shit too. Which is another thing young girls should see, that people are going to try to put you down, but you have to stay strong and keep fighting for what you want- your dreams, your goals, etc.
Tiana maintains a healthy friendship with Charlotte, even though how busy she is, working her ass off. Let’s look at their friendship from Tiana’s side. She is constantly seeing how rich Charlotte is, how easy it would be for her to put together a restaurant if she wanted one, yet Tiana continues to work for her restaurant. Does not mope, does not ask for help, but works hard.
Tiana is mother fucking beautiful, inside and out too.
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The Boy in the Bubble
Born with Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (SCID), a disorder preventing the immune system from working, David Vetter, or ‘The Boy in the Bubble’, became famous during his short life for living in a completely sterile environment. At the time this was the only option for children born with SCID until a bone marrow transplant could be performed.
Ten seconds after being born David was placed inside a specially sterilised chamber, where he would remain, for the most part, for the rest of his life. It had been expected that a David’s sister would donate bone marrow, however, she was not a match. Everything that entered the cocoon had to be first sterilised in a chamber of ethylene oxide at 60˚C for four hours before be aerated for seven days. David was touched only through plastic gloves that lined the walls of the cocoon.
He was given as normal a life as possible, with a formal education and access to television, although on one occasion he complained: “Why school? Why did you make me learn to read? What good will it do? I won’t ever be able to do anything anyway. So why?”His condition was explained to him when, at four years old, he realised he could poke holes in his cocoon.
As David grew so did the cocoon and, as he longed to explore what he saw out of the window and on TV, a transport chamber and an additional cocoon at his parents’ home were built. On one occasion he attended a screening of Return of the Jedi at a local cinema in his transport chamber. Furthermore, researchers at NASA constructed a suit that would allow David to walk around more freely, though David was somewhat resistant to using it.
Due to a lack of proper human contact David’s behaviour grew increasingly erratic. As he entered his teens he became angry and depressed and was perpetually anxious about germs, experiencing repeated nightmares about ‘The King of Germs’. The case raised numerous ethical questions, the government discussed cutting funding for research into finding a cure, and public support lacked.
Then, in 1983, the doctors that had initially encouraged David’s parents to have David in the first place, proposed to give him an unmatched bone marrow transplant. Initially it seemed that transplant had gone well, and there was hope that David might be able to leave the bubble, however, a few months later David became sick for the first time in his life; suffering diarrhea, fever, severe vomiting and intestinal bleeding. David had to be taken out of the bubble for treatment. Out of the bubble, he worsened and sank into a coma. His mother was able to touch his skin for the first and last time. He died on February 22, 1984 aged 12.
[Written with help from this article and Wikipedia]
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![theoddmentemporium:
The Boy in the Bubble
Born with Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (SCID), a disorder preventing the immune system from working, David Vetter, or ‘The Boy in the Bubble’, became famous during his short life for living in a completely sterile environment. At the time this was the only option for children born with SCID until a bone marrow transplant could be performed.
Ten seconds after being born David was placed inside a specially sterilised chamber, where he would remain, for the most part, for the rest of his life. It had been expected that a David’s sister would donate bone marrow, however, she was not a match. Everything that entered the cocoon had to be first sterilised in a chamber of ethylene oxide at 60˚C for four hours before be aerated for seven days. David was touched only through plastic gloves that lined the walls of the cocoon.
He was given as normal a life as possible, with a formal education and access to television, although on one occasion he complained: “Why school? Why did you make me learn to read? What good will it do? I won’t ever be able to do anything anyway. So why?”His condition was explained to him when, at four years old, he realised he could poke holes in his cocoon.
As David grew so did the cocoon and, as he longed to explore what he saw out of the window and on TV, a transport chamber and an additional cocoon at his parents’ home were built. On one occasion he attended a screening of Return of the Jedi at a local cinema in his transport chamber. Furthermore, researchers at NASA constructed a suit that would allow David to walk around more freely, though David was somewhat resistant to using it.
Due to a lack of proper human contact David’s behaviour grew increasingly erratic. As he entered his teens he became angry and depressed and was perpetually anxious about germs, experiencing repeated nightmares about ‘The King of Germs’. The case raised numerous ethical questions, the government discussed cutting funding for research into finding a cure, and public support lacked.
Then, in 1983, the doctors that had initially encouraged David’s parents to have David in the first place, proposed to give him an unmatched bone marrow transplant. Initially it seemed that transplant had gone well, and there was hope that David might be able to leave the bubble, however, a few months later David became sick for the first time in his life; suffering diarrhea, fever, severe vomiting and intestinal bleeding. David had to be taken out of the bubble for treatment. Out of the bubble, he worsened and sank into a coma. His mother was able to touch his skin for the first and last time. He died on February 22, 1984 aged 12.
[Written with help from this article and Wikipedia]
[Image Sources: 1 : 2 : 3 : 4]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/ca50131714552a956885e13546ad3456/tumblr_mhq4f8t8vM1rnseozo2_400.jpg)
![theoddmentemporium:
The Boy in the Bubble
Born with Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (SCID), a disorder preventing the immune system from working, David Vetter, or ‘The Boy in the Bubble’, became famous during his short life for living in a completely sterile environment. At the time this was the only option for children born with SCID until a bone marrow transplant could be performed.
Ten seconds after being born David was placed inside a specially sterilised chamber, where he would remain, for the most part, for the rest of his life. It had been expected that a David’s sister would donate bone marrow, however, she was not a match. Everything that entered the cocoon had to be first sterilised in a chamber of ethylene oxide at 60˚C for four hours before be aerated for seven days. David was touched only through plastic gloves that lined the walls of the cocoon.
He was given as normal a life as possible, with a formal education and access to television, although on one occasion he complained: “Why school? Why did you make me learn to read? What good will it do? I won’t ever be able to do anything anyway. So why?”His condition was explained to him when, at four years old, he realised he could poke holes in his cocoon.
As David grew so did the cocoon and, as he longed to explore what he saw out of the window and on TV, a transport chamber and an additional cocoon at his parents’ home were built. On one occasion he attended a screening of Return of the Jedi at a local cinema in his transport chamber. Furthermore, researchers at NASA constructed a suit that would allow David to walk around more freely, though David was somewhat resistant to using it.
Due to a lack of proper human contact David’s behaviour grew increasingly erratic. As he entered his teens he became angry and depressed and was perpetually anxious about germs, experiencing repeated nightmares about ‘The King of Germs’. The case raised numerous ethical questions, the government discussed cutting funding for research into finding a cure, and public support lacked.
Then, in 1983, the doctors that had initially encouraged David’s parents to have David in the first place, proposed to give him an unmatched bone marrow transplant. Initially it seemed that transplant had gone well, and there was hope that David might be able to leave the bubble, however, a few months later David became sick for the first time in his life; suffering diarrhea, fever, severe vomiting and intestinal bleeding. David had to be taken out of the bubble for treatment. Out of the bubble, he worsened and sank into a coma. His mother was able to touch his skin for the first and last time. He died on February 22, 1984 aged 12.
[Written with help from this article and Wikipedia]
[Image Sources: 1 : 2 : 3 : 4]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/6d336d4b1700bcd474c94de1e54b6e69/tumblr_mhq4f8t8vM1rnseozo3_500.jpg)
![theoddmentemporium:
The Boy in the Bubble
Born with Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (SCID), a disorder preventing the immune system from working, David Vetter, or ‘The Boy in the Bubble’, became famous during his short life for living in a completely sterile environment. At the time this was the only option for children born with SCID until a bone marrow transplant could be performed.
Ten seconds after being born David was placed inside a specially sterilised chamber, where he would remain, for the most part, for the rest of his life. It had been expected that a David’s sister would donate bone marrow, however, she was not a match. Everything that entered the cocoon had to be first sterilised in a chamber of ethylene oxide at 60˚C for four hours before be aerated for seven days. David was touched only through plastic gloves that lined the walls of the cocoon.
He was given as normal a life as possible, with a formal education and access to television, although on one occasion he complained: “Why school? Why did you make me learn to read? What good will it do? I won’t ever be able to do anything anyway. So why?”His condition was explained to him when, at four years old, he realised he could poke holes in his cocoon.
As David grew so did the cocoon and, as he longed to explore what he saw out of the window and on TV, a transport chamber and an additional cocoon at his parents’ home were built. On one occasion he attended a screening of Return of the Jedi at a local cinema in his transport chamber. Furthermore, researchers at NASA constructed a suit that would allow David to walk around more freely, though David was somewhat resistant to using it.
Due to a lack of proper human contact David’s behaviour grew increasingly erratic. As he entered his teens he became angry and depressed and was perpetually anxious about germs, experiencing repeated nightmares about ‘The King of Germs’. The case raised numerous ethical questions, the government discussed cutting funding for research into finding a cure, and public support lacked.
Then, in 1983, the doctors that had initially encouraged David’s parents to have David in the first place, proposed to give him an unmatched bone marrow transplant. Initially it seemed that transplant had gone well, and there was hope that David might be able to leave the bubble, however, a few months later David became sick for the first time in his life; suffering diarrhea, fever, severe vomiting and intestinal bleeding. David had to be taken out of the bubble for treatment. Out of the bubble, he worsened and sank into a coma. His mother was able to touch his skin for the first and last time. He died on February 22, 1984 aged 12.
[Written with help from this article and Wikipedia]
[Image Sources: 1 : 2 : 3 : 4]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/bdef4f6ba9e8c6fa352eb89c967a58c4/tumblr_mhq4f8t8vM1rnseozo4_500.jpg)
The Boy in the Bubble
Born with Severe Combined Immunodeficiency (SCID), a disorder preventing the immune system from working, David Vetter, or ‘The Boy in the Bubble’, became famous during his short life for living in a completely sterile environment. At the time this was the only option for children born with SCID until a bone marrow transplant could be performed.
Ten seconds after being born David was placed inside a specially sterilised chamber, where he would remain, for the most part, for the rest of his life. It had been expected that a David’s sister would donate bone marrow, however, she was not a match. Everything that entered the cocoon had to be first sterilised in a chamber of ethylene oxide at 60˚C for four hours before be aerated for seven days. David was touched only through plastic gloves that lined the walls of the cocoon.
He was given as normal a life as possible, with a formal education and access to television, although on one occasion he complained: “Why school? Why did you make me learn to read? What good will it do? I won’t ever be able to do anything anyway. So why?”His condition was explained to him when, at four years old, he realised he could poke holes in his cocoon.
As David grew so did the cocoon and, as he longed to explore what he saw out of the window and on TV, a transport chamber and an additional cocoon at his parents’ home were built. On one occasion he attended a screening of Return of the Jedi at a local cinema in his transport chamber. Furthermore, researchers at NASA constructed a suit that would allow David to walk around more freely, though David was somewhat resistant to using it.
Due to a lack of proper human contact David’s behaviour grew increasingly erratic. As he entered his teens he became angry and depressed and was perpetually anxious about germs, experiencing repeated nightmares about ‘The King of Germs’. The case raised numerous ethical questions, the government discussed cutting funding for research into finding a cure, and public support lacked.
Then, in 1983, the doctors that had initially encouraged David’s parents to have David in the first place, proposed to give him an unmatched bone marrow transplant. Initially it seemed that transplant had gone well, and there was hope that David might be able to leave the bubble, however, a few months later David became sick for the first time in his life; suffering diarrhea, fever, severe vomiting and intestinal bleeding. David had to be taken out of the bubble for treatment. Out of the bubble, he worsened and sank into a coma. His mother was able to touch his skin for the first and last time. He died on February 22, 1984 aged 12.
[Written with help from this article and Wikipedia]
