I smell bacon brb
update: my dad made bacon and ate it all. in other news, I hate my dad
my idea for a new disney world ride. please signal boost this so that this ride can be at disney world.
date a tall boy with black hair. date a boy who will hate the world with you. date a boy who drinks tea and will sit with you by the fire. date a boy with honour. date a boy who needs to capture the avatar to restore his honour. date prince zuko.
the weird thing is that all of these are true of me except for the avatar bit.
No one else finds this AT ALL disconcerting? Not even a little bit?
this is terrifying
The more I’m finding out about the current goings-on in Ferguson, the more repulsed I am by it.
Rather than have a police officer actually accept blame and face the legal repercussions of shooting an unarmed black teen, the law enforcement of this highly-segregated city is using tactics of crowd control usually reserved for rioting, standoffs, and hostage situations in order to dispel peaceful protestors and news media from reporting on the event, as if it will in any way erase the damage that has already been done.
It does not matter who you arrest, or who you send away. In 2014, you are not going to be able to cover your tracks when you commit a heinous act of murder out of sheer racism. Even if you arrest us, our tweets and our posts still exist. Even if you order them deleted, they’ll be cached on the internet, and the screencaps of them will still exist. You cannot silence the world to cover your own wrongdoings.
Doesn’t this violate freedom of press rights too?
I think my cat might be otherkin how do I tell?
Nobody’s perfect, but-