*TW* discussions of sexual harassment, abuse, apologism, homophobia, victim blaming, rape culture

I seldom raised my voice in protest [while my friends sexually harassed women] because I didn’t want to be uncool, to be perceived as ‘less of a man’ or challenged on why I found it necessary to defend women. This is what sociologist Michael Kimmel identifies as a deep form of homophobia: the fear that other men would challenge me, question my manhood, or even call me gay. This very fear led me to silently harass women and allow the others to vocally harass. I now realize that my worries of being pushed out my peer group could be tied to multiple forms of violence against women - when we create conditions where young men are constantly fighting other men to prove their manhood, what they will do to get props or accepted can escalate to dangerous levels. Ending gender-based violence is not about telling our sisters and daughters how to protect themselves, it should be about talking to our boys and men about we say to each other, what we allow to be said, and why we don’t stop when someone is being put in harm’s way.

DR. L’HEUREUX LEWIS (via msandrogynous)

(via rapeculturerealities)

stainglassfish:

The Rains of Castamere by The National

(Game of Thrones Season 2 Episode 9 “Blackwater”)

The song immortalized the destruction of House Reyne by Tywin Lannister. House Reyne was obliterated after they rebelled against their liege lord, Tytos Lannister, who was perceived as weak by his own vassals. To restore Lannister dominance, Tytos’ son, Tywin, marched against the upstart Lord Reyne. By the end of the rebellion, Castamere had been put to the torch and all members of House Reyne executed.

And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?
Only a cat of a different coat,
that’s all the truth I know.
In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws,
And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.
And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere,
But now the rains weep o’er his hall,
with no one there to hear.
Yes now the rains weep o’er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.

I love them...

  • Mai: I'm bored.
  • Zuko: I know.
  • Mai: I'm hungry.
  • Zuko: So what?
  • Mai: So find me some food.
  • Zuko: Sure.

I AM TRYING TO ENJOY A:TLA BUT SOMEONEEEE

Keeps frickin texting me omg.

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