Moderation or Death
dreadqueer:

Literally all she did was point out misognyistic tropes in a video games, and this is the aftermath. Men continually prove feminism correct and necessary.

dreadqueer:

Literally all she did was point out misognyistic tropes in a video games, and this is the aftermath. Men continually prove feminism correct and necessary.

This dominant narrative surrounding the inevitability of female objectification and victimhood is so powerful that it not only defines our concepts of reality but it even sets the parameters for how we think about entirely fictional worlds, even those taking place in the realms of fantasy and science fiction. It’s so normalized that when these elements are critiqued, the knee-jerk response I hear most often is that if these stories did not include the exploitation of women, then the game worlds would feel too “unrealistic” or “not historically accurate”. What does it say about our culture when games routinely bend or break the laws of physics and no one bats an eye? When dragons, ogres and magic are inserted into historically influenced settings without objection. We are perfectly willing to suspend our disbelief when it comes to multiple lives, superpowers, health regeneration and the ability to carry dozens of weapons and items in a massive invisible backpack. But somehow the idea of a world without sexual violence and exploitation is deemed too strange and too bizarre to be believable.
Tropes vs Women in Video Games, Women as Background Decoration: Part 2 (via femfreq)

If I sit still, maybe I’ll get out of here.

"Dark have been my dreams of late, but I feel as one new-awakened."
-Theoden King, House of Eorl

"Dark have been my dreams of late, but I feel as one new-awakened."

-Theoden King, House of Eorl

Deeply lonely.

I am certain that I will never complete a PhD program if I am this severely isolated. Thinking about how last year went makes me shudder to imagine even the next few months like this.

Living entirely alone sucks. Working too much to affiliate with classmates sucks. Studying too much to affiliate with coworkers sucks. Having only one regular source of social interaction sucks. I never thought I would be this alone at this point in my life. I feel like I must have done something wrong, and though that seems illogical, it becomes easier to believe the sadder I get.

It’s tough being helpful and outgoing for 14+ hours a day when you’re actually deeply sad.

tl;dr

foodthatlookslikeiggyazalea:

Iggy Azalea and saltine cracker

I know there’s a lot of important things going on right now, but the BBC must be stopped.

paprikapotts:

barbaricyip:

motherfuckingnazgul:

shireen-baratheon:

#THERE ARE LITERALLY THREE MOVIES AND A HUGE-ASS BOOK EXPLAINING WHY KEEPING IT IS A BAD IDEA

"…it felt like a gift from the underworld," Lundin told The Local. "It was my magnificent ring. I didn’t want to give it up."

O_O

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I told everyone it was real.