A great article about the backlash against those POC who were racially profiled at Barney’s for “spending money on items they can’t afford”
This is SO true. We were “educated poor” (at a time when professors didn’t make much at all) and my dad’s status as a professor (university town, slightly odd manner of dress, big words, big briefcase) got us a lot of things we wouldn’t have gotten otherwise. Preferential treatment by car dealers, bankers, lawyers, doctors, teachers, etc. This is why clothing closets, finer items, and such—and any training in “looking well-off”—are a boon to people living in poverty.
I think it’s also why people react so vehemently to the poor having nice things like clothes, phones, cars. It’s not just (or even) a sense of being defrauded, it’s a fierce defence of the class structure. If the poor can mimic you, then what’s to keep someone else from thinking you’re poor and treating you badly?
The attack is punching down. It’s safe. It’s self-serving. Punching up rejects the notion that we should treat the poor worse than others simply on the basis of their financial status. It means we admit our class privilege and that we are, daily, receiving benefits for something that is not (as much as we would like to think otherwise) a reward for our merits.
|—||And “bitch” is attacking women for their right to call you on it (via moldmaiden)|
I think it would be easier to explain tumblr to co-workers if I could show them my feed.
But they can find their own damn porn.
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Look at the details! The dog bowl says ‘Loki’, and the license plate is “ASG4RD” or Asgard.
It’s cut off in the gif, but the mom’s coffee cup has a Stark label on it.
I still declare that the best part of this is that she’s a little girl cosplaying Thor. :3
I agree with the headcanon that Thor was just casually flying past at the time and saw this little girl and thought, “This young maiden wishes to emulate her hero. I SHALL ASSIST HER!” and then makes lighting shoot out of her hammer so that the car explodes and flies off with the biggest grin on his face.
My dog looks like a fuzzy penis. That is all, bye.
i sat here laughing for like ten minutes
I almost had a heart attack last night while my husband and I were lying in bed reading and his entire body starts shaking. I’m all ARE YOU OK ARE YOU HAVING A SEIZURE ARE YOU CRYING WHATS HAPPENING
and then i realize he’s just laughing hysterically- so hard that he CANT MAKE NOISE
And I go: Are you thinking about that damn penis dog again?
him: *silent nodding while he claps like a dumb seal*
YOUR HUSBAND IS ADORABLE AS FUCK