"When I was about 20 years old, I met an old pastor’s wife who told me that when she was young and had her first child, she didn’t believe in striking children, although spanking kids with a switch pulled from a tree was standard punishment at the time. But one day, when her son was four or five, he did something that she felt warranted a spanking–the first in his life. She told him that he would have to go outside himself and find a switch for her to hit him with.
The boy was gone a long time. And when he came back in, he was crying. He said to her, “Mama, I couldn’t find a switch, but here’s a rock that you can throw at me.”
All of a sudden the mother understood how the situation felt from the child’s point of view: that if my mother wants to hurt me, then it makes no difference what she does it with; she might as well do it with a stone.
And the mother took the boy into her lap and they both cried. Then she laid the rock on a shelf in the kitchen to remind herself forever: never violence. And that is something I think everyone should keep in mind. Because if violence begins in the nursery one can raise children into violence.”
why do bronies get so steaming mad when u say mean things about bronies. like ur centering a part of ur identity on a children’s tv show about horses. calm down
like this was a show for girls, for nascent women, to teach them about how friendship is cool and good, “magic” if you will, and bronies have violently colonized this and made it literally unsafe for its own target demographic to want to interact with the show in any way beyond passive consumption of canonical materials. and these awful, awful men defend their awful, awful actions by saying they’re “reclaiming femininity” as if it’s something disgusting and subaltern.
there are literally people on tumblr who describe themselves as proud neo-nazi white supremacists who hate “anti-racists and feminist whores” but it’s the ~social justice bloggers~ that everybody complains about and makes fun of. okay
It’s that time of year again when you get annoyed by the sight of bell-ringers representing an organization that hates you. Yes, it’s the annual appearance of the Salvation Army, and they’re hoping to trick you into thinking that they’ve turned over a new leaf. Well, they haven’t. The S.A. has a page on their&
obligatory reminders of their virulent, life-endangering transphobia and complicity in “mandatory work” programs that literally saw people forced to sleep in the streets between shifts of unpaid labour. the salvation army are fucking shit
never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety never make fun of someones anxiety