Big hair & Bold statements

23 yrs in the physical, 7 years in spirit…30 years of love and guidance; no matter where I go or what I do, nothing will compare to being my mother’s child. Happy Birthday Ma!!!

#TeamFuckCancer

#TeamFuckCancer

Honestly?

I never really pictured Katniss. She was just… Her personality was so large and stubborn that all I could see was her, not the way she looked.

But this here actor fella cast to play Peeta … I mean, did they even read the books?

No, he wasn’t cookie cutter, mythological god “perfect” like Gale, but he was handsome and popular.

All I see when I look at this man is awkward and funny lookin’.

But who cares anyway?

I do, apparently. 

hold up

so i’ve been hearing all the hooplah over the casting of the Hunger Games but paid it no attention as I hadn’t read the book, but now that I’m up to speed…

so you mean to tell me that you’re upset characters that were twice described as having “dark brown satiny skin” were played by actors of african decent but have no qualms about the fact that the main character that was repeatedly described as having “olive skin and long black hair” was played by a hue-less pale girl with reddish-brown hair?

this would be laughable if it weren’t so fucking sad. 

mirror mirror

first i notice the eyes; big and warm with flickers of good-natured mischief

then the nose that’s more upturned than wide, as if in defiance

the mouth that houses the smile that never seems to leave the eyes

which smoothly brings the focus to the cheeks, with their high sitting bones

that paints the face in a warm and welcoming hue

I am looking at my mother.

I am looking at me.

early-onset-of-night:

The answer is revealed in your very question, sir. Let’s break it down: “health”, “care”, and “mandate”. Let’s start with the most complex word: mandate. It means requirement. It means something is required. It’s not a choice, it isn’t up for debate, it’s something we must do. Health and care are…

Finally have my camera, now I just gotta learn how to use it..

It hurts when you speak.

It hurts when you speak.

Some thoughts on the Great Rebellion

early-onset-of-night:

I see feminism as a great rebellion going on within the human race. In the last 50 years, it has really come of age. Although on the surface it is about women’s rights and gender equality, what it really demands is a radical change in thinking. Not everyone is capable of this leap of thought, especially some men, who view the demands and behavior of feminism as an attack on themselves as individuals.

People often mistake the behavior of others as judgment on themselves. It’s quite common. Some people have responded this way to me telling them that I’m a vegetarian, as if my simply being a vegetarian is a judgment on them for still eating meat. For some reason, they feel threatened. People who don’t drink will often get the same response from people who do drink.

This persecution complex, which is rooted in narcissism (viewing the behavior of other people as you-related), informs, in part, the ridiculous notions of “men’s rights” and “misandry”.

Some men look at the feminist movement and feel threatened. They interpret it as an attack, even though it’s not. I would argue that feminism isn’t even about men, really, but about human society as a whole. These men, feeling cornered—for no reason, I might add—then use the very methodology of feminism to root out imagined wrongs against men as a gender group. By doing so, they are hoping to change the topic, to alter the huge and very important conversation that feminism is having with the human race.

I’m not fooled by this ridiculous intellectual slight-of-hand. This is a group of very self-absorbed men who are convinced that feminism is about them. They throw tantrums and respond by saying “Oh, yeah? But what about…”

It’s actually fucking pathetic if you think about it.

What are you reading?

What are you reading?