HONY Response to my Email Request (x2)

I decided to take the next step and asked HONY for the woman’s name so I can reach out for a possible interview.

Dead. Silence.

Not a “yes” or “no”. Not even an email saying that he can’t do that for privacy reasons. Brandon replied to my last email in less than 3 hours. This is going on 3 days.

You know, it’s not difficult for me to print the picture, get a hint about the location, put up that image and fine someone who knows this person.

In fact, I will do that.

whatwhiteswillneverknow:

stfuconservatives:

cruelyouth:

ceepolk:

thinkspeakstress:

trubr0wn:

invisibleblackunicorn:

trubr0wn:

madamethursday:

[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]
staghunts:

“This one is very serious, guys:
I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”
“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.
“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in: 
“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said. 
Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back. 
“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.
As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.
When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”
“It happens a lot?” I asked.
“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”
“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.
“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”
Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*
Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this. 

I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER. 

i will always reblog this. because if this woman were white, the mass-erasure of this image and story would not be happening. and that just speaks volumes to me. the bigotry that contributes to this woman’s constant harassment is the same bigotry that led to the erasure of this story in order to ‘protect’ this man. they are COMPLETELY connected. this is a vicious cycle that perpetuates anti-blackness and the degradation and silencing of black women and women of color as a whole.

oh look trubr0wn just deployed more truth bombs.

i am the truth bomb terrorist.

FUCK YOU TUMBLR. I will reblog this every god damn twelve hours. You will NOT erase this woman’s story just because HONY is a bigot who is full of shit. Tumblr staff is full of shit. They are ALL full of shit. And fuck every single one of you shitty people for thinking that you’re going to win. You will NOT.
Hey this disappeared off my tumblr how strange
anyway, here it is again, supporting this lovely lady who has to put up with this crap just because she exists and goes outside, and to call shame on a society that would actually force her to put her arm around the creep who just upped his price after she told him that she wouldn’t whore for him
Here it is, calling attention to the FACT that the aggressor, the perpetrator of this outrage was the one protected, and the victim is just supposed to disappear
To that I say no
no
Open season on Black women is OVER.

I’m going to back up my Tumblr.
But I just want to see if Tumblr will ignore the e-mail I just wrote to them getting unwanted messages by users I’ve told to leave me alone and will send me another e-mail about “violating copyright,” if not try to delete my blog for reblogging this picture and story that needs to be seen and heard.
I’m not claiming ownership of anything, BTW.  Picture, story behind the picture, and the erasure of the picture copyrighted2012 by humansofnewyork.tumblr.com .  And reblogging this picture has an educational reason behind it — to show how black women are dehumanized, and then silenced if they ever speak out.

Tumblr deleted this post from everyone’s blog. Here it is again. And people have saved copies to their computers, including me. Story’s not going away. The internet is forever.
-Jess

We’re reblogging this because it was deleted earlier. We refuse to let this woman’s story goes silent.

whatwhiteswillneverknow:

stfuconservatives:

cruelyouth:

ceepolk:

thinkspeakstress:

trubr0wn:

invisibleblackunicorn:

trubr0wn:

madamethursday:

[Image: A picture of a tall, very thin Black woman with her shoulder over a shorter, older white man wearing traditional Orthodox Jewish clothing on a New York sideway.]

staghunts:

“This one is very serious, guys:

I came upon these two on the sidewalk. They were having a conversation. “Excuse me,” I said, addressing the girl: “I’m sorry to interrupt, but is there anyway I can take your photo?”

“Why would you want my photo?” she asked.

“Because you look beautiful,” I said. And she did. She was Sudanese. There is a very distinct beauty among people from the Sudan, and she was filled up with it. Suddenly the man cut in: 

“I was just telling her she was beautiful,” he said. 

Naively, I assumed I had just walked up on one stranger giving a compliment to another. I wanted to capture the moment. “Let me take your photograph together,” I said. The man seemed reluctant, he started smiling nervously and inching away. But the girl called him back. 

“Come take a picture with me,” she said. Encouraged by her attention, he returned. She put her arm around him, and I took the photo.

As I examined the photos on my camera, the man started whispering to the girl. She answered him in a loud voice: “I told you! I’m not that kind of girl.” She seemed agitated now. Finally sensing that I had misread the situation, I stepped between them. The man began hurrying down the sidewalk.

When the man left, the girl’s demeanor changed completely. She seemed shaken. Her eyes were tearing up. “He just offered me five hundred dollars to go out with him,” she said. “And then when I said ‘no,’ he offered me one thousand. Why does this always happen to me?”

“It happens a lot?” I asked.

“All the time,” she said. “I’m sorry I’m getting emotional. I just can’t go out of my house without this kind of thing happening. I have a son. I’m a mother. I would never degrade myself like that. I just don’t understand why this keeps happening.”

“Do you mind if I tell this story?” I asked.

“Please,” she said. “Tell it.”

Let’s hope this man, and all men, realize the emotional damage they are inflicting on the women they try to buy. In the meantime, feel free to SHARE.*

Dear Tumblr, fuck you for trying to erase this. 

I’m saving this post because as many times as Tumblr tries to erase this woman’s story and act like anything about this was okay, that’s as many times as I’m reposting it. They can either cut me off or stop being assnuggets about this. whichEVER. 

i will always reblog this. because if this woman were white, the mass-erasure of this image and story would not be happening. and that just speaks volumes to me. the bigotry that contributes to this woman’s constant harassment is the same bigotry that led to the erasure of this story in order to ‘protect’ this man. they are COMPLETELY connected. this is a vicious cycle that perpetuates anti-blackness and the degradation and silencing of black women and women of color as a whole.

oh look trubr0wn just deployed more truth bombs.

i am the truth bomb terrorist.

FUCK YOU TUMBLR. I will reblog this every god damn twelve hours. You will NOT erase this woman’s story just because HONY is a bigot who is full of shit. Tumblr staff is full of shit. They are ALL full of shit. And fuck every single one of you shitty people for thinking that you’re going to win. You will NOT.

Hey this disappeared off my tumblr how strange

anyway, here it is again, supporting this lovely lady who has to put up with this crap just because she exists and goes outside, and to call shame on a society that would actually force her to put her arm around the creep who just upped his price after she told him that she wouldn’t whore for him

Here it is, calling attention to the FACT that the aggressor, the perpetrator of this outrage was the one protected, and the victim is just supposed to disappear

To that I say no

no

Open season on Black women is OVER.

I’m going to back up my Tumblr.

But I just want to see if Tumblr will ignore the e-mail I just wrote to them getting unwanted messages by users I’ve told to leave me alone and will send me another e-mail about “violating copyright,” if not try to delete my blog for reblogging this picture and story that needs to be seen and heard.

I’m not claiming ownership of anything, BTW.  Picture, story behind the picture, and the erasure of the picture copyrighted2012 by humansofnewyork.tumblr.com .  And reblogging this picture has an educational reason behind it — to show how black women are dehumanized, and then silenced if they ever speak out.

Tumblr deleted this post from everyone’s blog. Here it is again. And people have saved copies to their computers, including me. Story’s not going away. The internet is forever.

-Jess

We’re reblogging this because it was deleted earlier. We refuse to let this woman’s story goes silent.

Dear Tumblr People With An Opinion

You have an opinion. Good. But guess what, you ain’t that special. We all have opinions.

What makes you different from everyone else is how you handle the criticism of your opinion.

Expressing your opinions help you build character. Reaction of your opinion also determines the type of character you are. So, when you express your opinion about something, you better be ready for whatever criticism that launches your way.

Deleting your original post only works if after 2 minutes, you realized you said something stupid. And I hate it when people delete their original posts because it’s a reaction as well.

If you state something, own up to it. Don’t delete your post when someone criticized you. Just update your original post. People are smarter than they look. 

Because your words will be around forever on other people’s tumblrs. 

Might as well take responisblity. After all, if you can’t handle yourself here, how you gonna handle yourself out there?

Just saying…

If I make a mistake here, there or anywhere else…

I will apologize for it. I will own up to it.

That’s my promise to you. 

You will know that I will stand my ground until proven otherwise.

You may not like me. But you will respect me.

And I may not like you. But I will respect you.

After all… isn’t that what living in harmony is all about?

Honestly (2)

I rather have pussies on my dashboard than people being pussies on my dashboard.

I can always stroll by the pussies without being pissed off. I can’t stroll by the pussies without being pissed off.

And if this pissed you off, guess which pussy you are?

Signed, a heterosexual black male who isn’t turned on by pussies, but might stroke a pussy if it’s in front of him. You figure out which one. Either way, I’m crazy.

Honestly…

I rather have dicks on my dashboard than people being dicks on my dashboard.

I can always stroll by the dicks without being pissed off. I can’t stroll by the dicks without being pissed off.

And if this pissed you off, guess which dick you are?

Signed, a heterosexual black male who isn’t turned on by either dicks.

Man and Wife: Am I Gay?

I used to watch a relationship advice web show called “Man and Wife”. It’s a show by Fatman Scoop and his wife, Shanda. 

One episode features a question that a viewer asked I always found interesting. Since I’m doing this from memory, I can’t remember the question word-for-word, but it goes something like this:

Dear Man and Wife, I have a girlfriend that I’ve been dating for three months. Everytime that I want to have sex with her, she isn’t up to it, but she usually offers me head. One time, while she was giving me head, I was looking at her mid-section and realized that she isn’t really a she at all. If I hit her from the back, does that makes me gay?

Fatman Scoop, of course, flipped out. Shanda said “I’m sorry, but you would turn gay.” Then, I stopped watching the web series after that question. How does one “turn gay”? 

When facing my homophobia years back, I learned that being gay is not “a choice”, it’s something hard-wired into your system. Like you can’t help but be turned on by the same sex or by both sexes. I’m not sure how the rules work. All I know is what works for me.

This memory randomly came back up, so I decided that maybe since I got people that will answer this type of question, you might actually help me out.

What advice would you give that guy and is being gay “a choice”?

Your call.

Answers are enabled. Need more space? Click on my blog and use the comment section below. Or reblog with your answer.

some thoughts on privilege and prejudice: what separates awesome people from bigots.

marissaaa:

If you were brought up in western society (or any tbh), you were brought in a system that promotes privilege and bigotry. There are no if, ands, or buts to this statement. It just is what it is. Almost everyone benefits from some sort of ism, whether it be racism, sexism, classism, ageism, cissexism, colorism, etc. Most people benefit from several of these. When you benefit from any of these….guess what…you have privilege! Just because you’re gay, doesn’t mean you don’t have the privelege of being cis. If you’re, trans, bi, and a POC, that doesn’t mean you don’t benefit from classism…or ageism. Everyone…and I mean everyone has some sort of privilege. 

You can cry, scream, and shout about how you’re immune….but you’re not. Because our world is made up of several complex institutionalized systems, the isms intersect for people and get benefits from these systems. It’s hard to really think about, since truly having privilege means that you don’t have to think about it. You have the privilege of being the norm. You have the preferred attribute/trait in our society. 

What goes hand in hand with this, is that those benefit from these systems usually have some some form of prejudice against the marginalized people the systems effect. I’m not talking about people walking around screaming slurs. I’m talking about the underlying feelings that many have. Prejudice is basically programmed into every person. 

Now see, this is where things go from sad to awesome. The best thing about being human, is that despite all of the terrible shit that we’ve started/contributed to, we have the power to question these things. What separates a bigot and an awesome individual, is the willingness to acknowledge privilege and to question these systems instead of reinforcing them.  That whole….”that’s just the way it is, you can’t change it” mentality that most people have about issues like these is such bull shit. If you as a person understand something is wrong, you shouldn’t just accept it. Willful ignorance is well…just as bad as it sounds. Who in gods name chooses to be stupid? I don’t, you shouldn’t either. Questioning how you respond to marginalized groups and your own privilege is the first ( and albeit most repeated) step to being well….awesome. It’s the first step to being a decent human being, and in my opinion decent humans = awesome people. They’re far and few, man. (However, don’t act like you deserve a cookie for any of this. You don’t. Maybe a high five, but it’s definitely nothing to use to try and get attention.)

Awesome people not only question these systems, they fight them. They fight their prejudice everyday. The don’t think what they’re told to thought, and they don’t let hateful messages consume them. 

It doesn’t take much to be your nice average person. Ignoring privilege and being prejudiced doesn’t make you the devil, just the average person I experience on a day-to-day basis. Why be average when you can be awesome? Why take advantage of people when you can help them? If you care about power and influence more than people, than you are probably bigoted in some way or another. If you care about people and betterment of mankind…and you actually mean that….then question your privilege, fight your prejudice, and continue on the road to being awesome. It’s not easy, it’s what we’re taught since we’re born, but it’s worth it every step of the way. :)

I said this once…

“Life isn’t fair. That’s the bad news. It’s also the good news.” 

At the end of the day, people will be what society thinks they are and will take advantage of the fact.