#Bridge Shore

[naimahtaylor]

Here's a Fanart of Foxyyy on the Brown Bridge Shore and I Also Color The Lake is Dark Blue The Sky is Orange A Yellow Sun Between the White Clouds and I Draw Him in My Style and i hope you all gonna like it

[odinsblog]

This is recent history. Ruby Bridges is 68yrs old and she is still alive.

Emily Conklin is thee definition of a racist Karen, and she is trying to whitewash the history white children learn by erasing a rated PG Disney movie that has already been shown for years in Pinellas County schools, usually as a part of Black History Month.

Two immediate thoughts that come to mind are:

“The people who threw rocks at Ruby Bridges for trying to go to school in 1960 now are upset their grandchildren might learn about them throwing rocks at Ruby Bridges for trying to go to school.”

and

“IF BLACK CHILDREN ARE OLD ENOUGH TO EXPERIENCE RACISM, WHITE CHILDREN ARE OLD ENOUGH TO LEARN ABOUT IT”

Look, Ruby Bridges was six years old when racist white parents (men and women) threw rocks and hissy fits because she was trying to get an education. A full year younger than most of the white children who are now being “protected” from learning the truth about what their grandparents did.

I guess these delicate snowflakes are so triggered by the racism of their elders that they need to get the Republican governor to whitewash away the truth.

I’m almost 40yrs old and I used to wonder how it was that in college, white kids my age genuinely believed that Martin Luther King, Jr. died of old age. But somehow, every single Black person my age knew the truth. How does that happen?? This is how it happens. This is a prime example of precisely how that happened and still happens—because to “protect” them from the truth, white kids weren’t taught that he was assassinated. It’s literally no different than raising generations of white kids to believe that 2+2=5. There’s going to be serious problems when they hit the real world. But what can I say? Conservatives like ‘em dumb and ignorant.

Anyway, this is how you get generations of fully grown white adults who truly honestly believe foolishness like “racism is over,” or “Martin Luther King basically ended racism,” or, “we don’t need affirmative action because there is no more racism; if anything it’s white people who are more discriminated against now.” (The majority of white people polled said the same thing in the 1960s too, btw).

Keeping as many white people as possible ignorant of the truth does not happen by accident. It’s very intentional. And that’s not to say that ALL white people are ignorant of the truth. Some of them, like Emily Conklin, know the truth, but just do not care.

And make no mistake: The same white people who want to keep their white children “pure” and “innocent” have ZERO problems criminalizing and sending young Black children directly to jail for even the slightest misbehavior in a classroom.

Evil, racist cowards (redundant, I know).

[dogtoling]

i started making this for the ice cream splatfest and then just abandoned it for a month. but now i'm back. lesbians (and Engel) stay winning

[rabbitcruiser]

Teslin Lake, YT (No. 2)

There are three Taku River Tlingit First Nation communities around the south end of the lake in British Columbia: Jennings River Indian Reserve No. 8, Teslin Lake Indian Reserve No. 7, and Teslin Lake Indian Reserve No. 9; in the same area there once was a Hudson's Bay Company trading post. On the Yukon portion of the lake there are three First Nation communities: Nisutlin Indian Reserve No. 14, Nisutlin Bay Indian Reserve No. 15, and the Teslin Tlingit Council. The latter is centred in the Village of Teslin, which is located where the Alaska Highway meets the lake, following its northern/eastern shore from there towards Whitehorse. The Nisutlin Plateau limns the eastern side of the lake north of the mouth of the Teslin River and extends into Yukon.

Source: Wikipedia

[egg-on-a-legg]

rotates him in the microwave like he deserves

rotates him

[daemondaes]

never an end—only a pause

      hi hello i'm sorry i haven't been around much. i kept trying to be around, but life got in the way. then i started coming back, but was discouraged because my dash has been deader than dead? it felt like coming back to an empty house...so i started slipping away again. then, when my creativity cravings were at their strongest (now), my health took another nosedive (and so i've had a headache for four days straight). i really, really wanted to do a series of individual posts with little doodles thanking some of the people i've made particularly strong connections with this year, but because i can hardly look at the screen, i'm doing a mass/gen post instead. so that's this.

      despite everything, i keep getting pulled to tumblr again and again and again. without you, that wouldn't be possible. without you, this blog wouldn't continue to exist. the stories on this blog are just as much yours as they are mine, because roleplay, by its very nature, is collaborative. someday, if i ever do manage to publish the individual (or collective!) stories of the characters on this blog in one way or another, they won't necessarily follow the same paths as their stories do on here. i have arcs and beats in mind, but on tumblr, they're more malleable. you have the power to change them for better and for worse. you might even make me reconsider what i thought was set in stone, or help me reach a new understanding of characters that i thought i knew as surely as i birthed them.

      roleplay can be such a special form of writing, wholly unlike any other kind of storytelling, and i could never for a moment forget all the bonds i've made with so many people here. i've met wonderful writers from all across the globe, and with the power of imagination alone, our lives have become indelibly linked through the worlds of our characters. that's such a magical, peculiar sort of intimacy that might seem mad to outsiders, and in many ways, they'd be right.

      roleplay, particularly on tumblr, is such a masochistic act of love, but i don't for a second regret the time i've spent here with you all, and i hope i can be here more consistently in the coming year. 2024 marks year 12 since i transitioned to writing on tumblr, and in the past months, i've managed to rediscover people who i met in the earliest days of my journey here. i hope you know how elated i am to see you still here, writing, even if we only peer at each other from across the room. i hope we can continue to write together, or at least near each other, for many more years to come. for those of you who i've yet to form much of a bond with, this is going to be our year! for those of you who i haven't yet met at all, this is me throwing a penny into the wishing well, asking the universe to bring us together.

      this blog was built by you. i was built by you. let's build the future together.

[emaadsidiki]

Nile Crystal Topaz - Giza Shore & Giza Bridge

[robo-dino-puppy]

nora huntress

hfw face(paint)s 45/?

[naimahtaylor]

Here’s a Fanart of Stacey The Lavender Mouse Who at the Brown Bridge Shore and i hope you gonna enjoy the post

[thestarsandnightskies]

everytime i see the ocean, i understand how people have given their lives to her. if the ocean asked me even once to be hers, i would forever say yes. leaving everything behind, not looking back.

[sallytwo]

the ship disaster dreams are fine most of the time but you do NOTTTTT !!!! bring my best friend into this. don’t do that!!!!

[rabbitcruiser]

Teslin Lake, YT (No. 4)

George Johnston (trapper) (1884–1972), trapper and photographer, founder of "Teslin Taxi." He captured the life of the inland Tlingit people of Teslin and Atlin in numerous photos taken between 1910 and 1940. Johnston also brought the first car to Teslin; it was a 1928 Chevrolet. He built a 3 to 5 mi (4.8 to 8.0 km) road for his "Teslin taxi" since the Alaska Highway had not been built yet. In winter, he put chains on the car, painted it white, and drove it on frozen Teslin Lake. The '28 Chevy has been restored and is now on permanent display at the George Johnston Museum in Teslin.

In 1995 the Teslin Inland Tlingit negotiated and signed a land claims agreement with the federal government, under which they re-established their own government and became self-sustaining. The Teslin Inland Tlingit now enact their own legal and political framework for government-to-government relations with Canada and the Yukon.

Source: Wikipedia

[mavidin]

Why are they not conversant?

We met Kap Glenda on the way to Vigan. We exchanged a few words, she offered a discount to Paoay Sand Dunes but she never asked what our names were or where we're from.

On our second day in Laoag, we toured Pagudpod with our kind-looking driver. I greeted him good morning but he did not respond. I introduced us but he pretended not to notice. I even thanked him for accomodating us on such short notice but he did not let me finish.

I don't think Ilocanos are arrogant or unkind. But why are they not conversant? To Anne, it was a good thing. But this was my first trip without knowing the name of the driver. Nevertheless, I hope Aklanons could be like them, too.

[bornforastorm]

oh pete strickland pete strickland my beloved pete strickland! so smart about so much and simultaneously so ignorant about international politics! pete strickland so loyal and loving in an entirely subtextual performance!

i knew my man shea had my back!!

[bulletsgirl]

is there literally anything in alabama..

yes. Me. you should say something else