More and more people who have had their dance moves stolen by fortnite are coming out saying how pissed they are by it. Especially since there’s nothing giving them credit and no royalties from the ones they’re selling.
Let’s be real. Nothing new about companies profiting off of shit black people create without giving any credit. I still play fortnite but they are wrong.
Since this is actually getting notes please reblog this version showing proof so people can know that these people aren’t happy at all and we can at least give them credit for their creations.
So this is the character Halo as she appears in the comics, vs her redesign in the show.
And at first when I saw her design, I thought they just gave her outfit a hood cause it looks cool, but in the new trailer we see her and the other Outsiders in their civilian clothes, and she’s wearing a hijab.
So the hood on her costume ISN’T just a fashion statement, it’s literally a Superhero Hijab. They took this fairly obscure character and not only racebent her, but even went the extra mile and made her Muslim. We’re gonna see a female superhero of color who is Muslim and wears a hijab both in and out of costume, in a family show that kids will watch. And that’s Pretty Fuckin Sweet if u ask me.
Okay, new rule: if you regularly consume the blood and flesh of a demigod in a room full of chanting elders you’re not allowed to call other religions primitive and evil
This is oddly specific and leaves some very interesting questions unanswered.
Catholicism sure does sound weird when you put it that way.
When I was 10, my mom made me wear a bra and it felt like a punishment for being different.
When I was 10, I took the bra off when changing for gymnastics and accidentally dropped it in the school hallway. A teacher picked it up and said, “Oh, this must belong to you” and handed it back to me in front of everyone. I quit gymnastics.
When I was 11, I thought maybe the boobs would be okay so long as they didn’t get any bigger than would fit in my hand, so I kept measuring it, but they did.
When I was 12, I started wearing two or three sports bras to smush them down, until one day a classmate said, “Are you wearing two bras?!” while laughing.
When I was 13, a boy told me he wanted to squeeze my boobs “until they popped.”
When I was 14, I got cast in a play as an older character and a classmate told me I got the role because I had boobs.
When I was 17, my mom told me to return a swimsuit because it would be too distracting for my boyfriend’s father.
When I was 21, I got properly fitted for a bra and everyone felt the need to tell me how much better my boobs looked.
When I was 26, I got pregnant and my immediate fear was that my boobs would get bigger.
When I was 28, I got shamed for trying to feed my screaming baby in public without a cover.
When I was 28, people asked me “why are you bothering to use a breastfeeding cover?”
When I was 30, people gave me weird looks that I wasn’t yelling at my kid for putting their hand on my boob.
When I was 31, I avoided going to the beach or pool because I didn’t want to have to deal with boobs in a swimsuit.
When I was 32, I got asked, again, “why don’t you get a breast reduction?”
When I was 33, I watched a 5yo girl get shamed for running around in sweltering heat without a shirt on and had to reprimand a bunch of tween boys who thought it was okay to shame her for doing something they do all the time.
When I was 34, my kid kept patting my breast and saying “Mommy’s squishy breast!!” They will never see me express any shame about tits, because I want them to have a different mindset than I had. Yes, boobs are nice! They’re squishy! They’re fun! That’s the end of that.
I’m 35 and no longer give a fuck. I don’t care anymore. As a teenager my tits were covered in stretch marks. They’ve been engorged with milk. My nipple changed shape with pregnancy. Give it another couple decades and my breasts will probably be all wrinkly. It’s sexual when I’m using it sexually. I don’t fucking care, and I won’t be ashamed anymore.
Every time a policy or cultural hangup treats people with breasts differently, it fucks us over.
Tumblr’s new policy makes an active choice to participate in this culture of shame. By classifying “female-presenting nipples” as explicit material, Tumblr has taken a stance that any chest or breast that differs from a male default is worthy of shame and unavoidably sexual. The idea that breasts are shameful and unavoidably sexual is exactly what fucked me up for so much of my life.
Stop shaming people for having bodies.
I’ve been seething in rage thinking of this all day and @aibidil put into words what was reeling in my mind.
Looking for an enthusiastic person to join our team! We need someone with…
The expertise of a curator
The experience of a manager
The knowledge of a scientific researcher
The flexible schedule of a recent college grad
Must have all of the above, plus:
The salary expectations of an intern
This is, unfortunately, pretty darn true. Like any non-profit field, the zoo world isn’t great about compensating employees appropriately for their time / labor / and expertise, but what’s I find truly frustrating about it is that rather than acknowledging that fact, most zoo folk end up talking about forced austerity like it’s an indicator of moral purity. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard people say, literally, that ‘you don’t work in a zoo for the money! that’s what second jobs are for.’ Wanting to be paid a living wage to work full-time in a keeper position at a zoo is something that’s considered almost inappropriate by the general industry – to the point that bringing it up is sometimes considered an indicator that you’re ‘not dedicated enough’ to the field.
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