
i blog about my city, food, pop culture, art, politics (i'm liberal. libertarians can leave now), anxiety, spirituality, and my body. i have been called weird, a nerd, and a hipster. i am not a hipster (sincerity trumps being cool, and i am definitely a sincere nerd).
i like art, taking pictures of my food and my feet, music, sunshine, creating, reading, exploring, adventures, dancing, gastronomy, yoga, friendship, new boot goofin', yacht rock, pop culture, being ridiculous, zombies, bad horror films, the internet, being fabulous, being snarky, soup spoons, being nerdy, and drinking wine + champagne + gin.
leslie knope is my spirit animal.
in real life i am a photographer.
Why do we have to explain racism EVERY FUCKING NIGHT?
The confederate flag was a symbol for the Confederate States of America.
The Confederacy was about slavery. Don’t pull that states rights bullshit with me, this is what it was about:
“Our new government is founded upon exactly the opposite idea; its foundations are laid, its corner- stone rests, upon the great truth that the negro is not equal to the white man; that slavery subordination to the superior race is his natural and normal condition. This, our new government, is the first, in the history of the world, based upon this great physical, philosophical, and moral truth.”
-Alexander Stephens, Vice President of the Confederacy.
I know there’s a certain level of cognitive dissonance preventing you from accepting this, but please try.
I find zero pride in a former country that treated an entire race of people like animals.
Just because you don’t find the flag racist does not mean you’re right. It means you are unable to see the inherent racism in it. Symbols represent ideas, even ones you choose not to interpret.