#and its homophobic to say they should do buddie. Well maybe if they werent going to do buddie they should have done literally anything else
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buck diaz did literally nothing in season 7 except come out as bisexual and act like Buck Diaz. genuinely nothing else. he was just like i like men. and eddie is my favorite man. yay :). what the hell was that about
#and its homophobic to say they should do buddie. Well maybe if they werent going to do buddie they should have done literally anything else#for buck. in season 7. hello
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politics n shit, don’t reblog
like. i’m still trying to sort out election stuff. i want to be right, and i want to be compassionate and genuinely understanding for people different than me, and i want that to include people with different ideologies than me. people rarely fall neatly into ideological boxes, and things get messy and complicated. especially when it’s people you love.
my family is so politically divided, and i want to look past that, but all i see are ways they are intolerant or ignorant in ways that will negatively affect people. they don’t see climate change as a threat, when the scientific community is in agreement that it’s a problem, a human-caused problem, and if we don’t act quickly (using stuff that’s already available) it’ll get indescribably worse. they’re ok with racist jokes, homophobic jokes, transphobia, and islamophobia. they justify it with “not actually using slurs” or hushed tones in front of the kids, and being friendly enough to poc/lgbt to their faces, but underneath i’m aware it’s there and it bothers me so fucking much. even the more left-leaning side of my family, posting stuff about bernie sanders all day on facebook then telling racist jokes at dinner, or my one cousin sending REALLY racist/sexist/homophobic memes in the cousin group chat. i’ve stopped responding to the group chat, and i don’t laugh or smile at the jokes, but i’m so pathetic, i’m the worst kind of “ally” because you’re supposed to stand up for people no matter what. but i get so flustered, and i’m bad at even standing up for myself, how can i stand up for others? who aren’t even there and against people i still love? it bothers me so much, makes me so uncomfortable, but i’m so bad at articulating even generic stuff, and i’m too much of a wimp.
i know they can change, on homophobia alone i know in like 2008ish my parents were “marriage is strictly btwn man & woman no questions asked” then by 2012 they were “ehh... i dont want it called marriage and it’s still weird and stuff, but they are devoted couples and should have the same rights” and now its just kinda... i guess not on their radar as something to be opposed to anymore. they’re kinda in the “born this way” ideology like “they just cant help it! and they can’t be changed, why be a dick about it?” but still making comments about how “weird” it was when we went to a friend’s son’s wedding-type-ceremony-in-a-state-that-at-the-time-didn’t-have-equal-marriage and making “not that there’s anything wrong with that!” jokes at even the vaguest hint that someone might be (stereotypically) gay
ugghhghgh the best i did to stand up was when my dad was going on about how “clean coal really is” and what a lie climate change is. like, imo that shouldn’t even be a politicized thing, it should be what we should do about it, not whether or not it exists.
i’m so fucking afraid for the future, pissed beyond description that a shitbag like trump won, but also, how do we get through this? it’s not just one area of government, and with congress and the supreme court in his favor (presumably, although maybe he’ll be too out of line for his own party, even if there’s no evidence of that so far) he’ll pretty much be able to do whatever he wants.
russia- well, i wasn’t around for the cold war, but this is the closest i’ve come to really understanding the cold war history unit (and i had several intense units about it in high school in both american and russian/ussr history classes). i mean, in theory, we should try to be peaceful with them, but they’re doing shitty things, in their own country and in others, that i don’t agree with. but those largely don’t apply to us, at least directly, and i don’t think its our job to get involved every time someone does something. especially not with another nuclear power. but... they also hacked us. to what degree, i don’t know, there’s so much swirling around about that, its so difficult to remember what is true and what’s rumor. but we do know they hacked us in an apparent attempt to swing the election towards trump, even if that’s not what got him elected, even if it wasn’t directly hacking the polls, it was still an attack. and the fucking president-elect has been beating around the bush about the whole thing, like he and putin are pals, but also no one can control putin like him, like... what?? and then he doesn’t rule out using nuclear weapons, he proposes expanding our arsenal in a fucking TWEET???
jesus christ. we are beyond fucked. i don’t agree with everything any president has said or done. i wasn’t happy about obama being elected in 2008 (a teenage girl in a small conservative town proud to parrot off whatever her parents or fox news was spouting that day), but i wasn’t scared. my parents werent scared. they might have been angry, or bitter, or disappointed, but they weren’t afraid for their safety, or the wellbeing of their friends. the thought of nuclear war was so far off, and their main concern was money and higher taxes. buddy, if that’s all you’re worried about, that’s not too bad. yeah, it isn’t always good, but jesus, now i know the meaning of a bad election result.
and the thing, to tie it back to my family again, the thing that gets me is no one in my family voted for trump. not even the staunch conservatives. they didn’t necessarily vote against him either though, but at least no one liked him. still just a couple months later they’re defending him. calling people who are anti-trump special snowflake babies, and the like. they don’t know my political beliefs, they don’t know i have friends (some of them the same friends since elementary school) that are lgbt, or (heck) even democrats. they don’t know who i voted for, and they only asked me once; i gave a vague non-answer. i know my candidates (a fairly enthusiastic bernie sanders voter, turned fairly lukewarm clinton voter/very anti-trump voter) were not perfect, but given our political system it’s not like i had another choice, and i felt i was doing my part. but hearing them bash not only my candidate/s but their voters on a personal level, saying they should “put plastic bags over their heads” was... yikes. like i know nasty things are said about trump voters, but those are against people who’d vote for a man who has said downright (and allegedly done!) disgusting things regarding women and minorities. i have no respect for him (and literally never will. at age 70 if he hasn’t gotten his shit together by now he is irredeemable in my eyes), i try to understand people who voted for him, but its difficult... how do you look past all that?? i know many are desperate, many don’t like him, or whatever, but... dude???
there’s no way for him to earn my respect, and people defending him lose my respect as well. my only consolation is that i still don’t think he’ll last long, and while pence as president would be absolutely horrific, at least it would resemble a presidency. we would be set back decades, but not into an unfamiliar dystopian future with rampant war and corruption. its not much of a consolation, but it’s all i have for the next four years. i love my country, but what. the hell. happened.
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