Hate Crimes Tw - Tumblr Posts
On antisemitism, christian supremacy, sexism and some very personal events of my life as a traumatized teen mexican jew back in junior high (14yo).
Lyrics are from “Movie (Never Made)” by Silver Mt. Zion. Couldn’t get any more Jewish than that.
I know I don’t have a large following. I know this post will get lost in the sea of other posts. I know I don’t come on here often, and when I do I try to keep my page free from death and other serious topics. Yet, I think this is imperative to say, especially since I myself am of indigenous descent. I ask all of you to join me in solidarity.
Cole Brings Plenty, actor, model, and most importantly activist was found dead. He was assaulted in a club in Lawrence, Kansas. He was killed and his braids; a symbol of his heritage, of his Lakota decent, and a sacred symbol across many an indigenous nation, were forcibly cut.
I beg of thee and I plead with thee, spread the word. Do your part, however big or little, to bring light to this situation. Whether it be by reblogging this post or others alike, or by going out and making a stand. Do it.
Shed light on the situation. This goes beyond the death of one man. It is about the abuse and the destruction of natives and their communities. Of the killing of many an innocent soul. Of the brutalization of many First Nations.
We have seen time and time again, many indigenous people die by similar means. We need to bring light on the deaths of any and all indigenous individuals dead, missing or at risk. It is an epidemic, an assault, and a silent cleansing of many a nation.
Whether it be the estimated 6,000 dead at the hands of Canadian residential schools, the murdered and missing indigenous women and children, or the killing of an actor and activist, you cannot deny the sheer abhorrence of this problem. The problem of many Native American people dying, going missing and being abused, at an alarming rate. At a level unprecedented and unparalleled, at a level of which should not be kept silent.
Cole Brings Plenty, actor, model, activist.
Look at him and spread awareness for him and for many others befallen by the same fate.
Remember him. Remember all of the others. Let nobody else befall the same fate again.
Tw: police brutality, anti-minority, hatecrimes
Anti-minority people: *makes fun of minorities for not liking anti-minority jokes*
Minorities: oh damn man, your right! Lemme just get hatecrimed for no reason, shall I? Or would you rather me get beaten to death by a cop who is a bit biased and/or having a bad day? Wow, lookit how privileged and temperamental I am haha (/s)!
(some minority people do like anti-minority jokes as long as it's not actually harmful and/or it is sarcastic or it is hyperbolic, however some minority people do not like these jokes. Therefore, I urge you to pay attention to timing, the people you're around, and choose your word choices carefully to not hurt someone.)
Just saw a post about Nex Benedict and someone commented "womp womp".
Really goes to show that transphobes/racists do not give a fuck about your kids. Nex was 16 when they died. You may say "oh that commenters just kidding!" Nex is dead because they dared to be themselves. You have no motherfucking right to joke about that.
tw: rape, suicide, hatecrimes
if are you are okay with jokes about rape, suicide, hatecrimes, etc.
then you should also be okay with victims of such talking about it.
you should also be able to tell when and when not jokes are appropriate.
when laughter is appropriate.
Today, I want to speak about the biggest inspiration for queer people in my country, who was killed today. I want to speak about Kesaria Abramidze.
The first trans person in Sakartvelo who publicly came out as transgender.
The woman that brought a massive amount of queer awareness into the general public despite the queerphobia constantly directed towards her.
The woman that smiled and never gave up despite the people that hated her.
The woman that did everything she could to become a mother.
The woman that loved art.
The woman that, despite poverty, hardship, and loneliness, lived a life she desired.
The woman that stood up for every marginalized group, and always for every woman.
She inspired me into being a man that I am today. A man who is not afraid of being trans no matter everything that is happening. A man who is not backing down from becoming comfortable in his body one day. A man who wants to help and guide other trans people. A man who does something kind for people. I stayed strong for my friend who was also grieving her today, but now I'm home and all of those feelings are pouring out. I will forever be proud of Kesaria and everything she has done not just for queer people, but people in general. She helped everyone, her kindness is endless.
We lost someone beautiful today. Rest in peace.
