"The world is rated R, and no one is checking IDs. Do not try to make it G by imagining the shadows away. Do not try to hide your children from the world forever, but do not try to pretend there is no danger. Train them. Give them sharp eyes and bellies full of laughter. Make them dangerous… and when they’ve grown, they will pollute the shadows."

N.D. Wilson.

This reminds me of one of my favourite quotes from G.K. Chesterton:  “Fairytales don’t tell children that dragons exist.  Children already know that dragons exist.  Fairytales tell children that dragons can be killed.”

(via crimical)

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I am distraught. I missed Rosa Parks’ birthday. 100th, no less. How could I forget? I NEVER forget…..

I haven’t slept since Sunday and I wish I could blame Beyonce or Ray Lewis or the Harbaugh brothers, but I am just going through the shit and when I do, I don’t sleep. I am surprised I am still able to type this.

Many people find Rosa problematic. There were other champions and advocates, there were better role models, she was elevated because she was light-skinned, the list goes on.

But when I was 7 years old, Rosa Parks became my idol. I was a little girl living in the white suburbs and no one, NO ONE, looked like me and I was very sad. I had been living in the city with black people surrounding me and raising me. No more. I felt very alone.

Then, one day, I was reading the encyclopedia in my dad’s room. There she was, under ‘P’. She was defiant. She didn’t look big or scary; she looked like one of my nerdy aunts. And yet she found the courage to do this THING. As Joey B. would say, it was a big fucking deal.

I instantly found a kindred spirit. I was an ugly, nerdy, brown kid with glasses. Look at what she did! Maybe one day I can, too? Maybe I can be brave? Maybe I am not alone?

I ran out and showed my ma the page in the book. She smiled and told me about Rosa and explained lunch counters and segregation. I was horrified and scared.

I vowed that I would not let that happen to me and mine. That I would do my best to carry on what Rosa did.

When I needed a roller derby name, there was not even a question. Even my other teammates were like, Duuuuhhhhhhhh!

I am going to go to the post office, tonight, and buy some Rosa stamps and send her a belated birthday card, thanking her.

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good things: boston edition

i know, that title is kind of an oxymoron. boston is a horrible city. but!

  • i have karl, minibox, and sub-rosa ALL TOGETHER
  • today i saw a million adorable baby queers at youth pride and oh god it was so good
  • ate a cupcake. it wasn’t that awesome but it was awesome to eat it while walking on the street/being unpresentable in public
  • saw third eye blind live and i mean, they sound like shit now and they didn’t fucking play “motorcycle driveby” or “blinded” but fucking whatever, 3EB!
  • my girlfriend is really cute in her emails (oh right, yeah, so red is my actual girlfriend now, tumblr)



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ohhhhh i can’t wait to rewatch this with my sister when i’m home in june.

ohhhhh i can’t wait to rewatch this with my sister when i’m home in june.

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Pluto is a planet because there is a Sailor Scout for it.


All other arguments are invalid.

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grease 2 & passover crackers

got a real exciting sunday going on here, sick in bed.

but hey. michelle pfeiffer. 

also maxwell caulfield. just realized like two weeks ago that he is rex manning from empire records. wat.

the pink ladies pledge to act cool, to look cool, and to be cool.