In Flo-Rida’s song “Low” he states that Shawty is wearing the apple bottom jeans, the boots with the fur AND the Reeboks with the straps, what is she some kind of four legged morph woman? In all honesty I’m not surprised the whole club is looking at her
you forgot the baggy sweatpants
When you hit delete trying to erase a letter but your computer takes you back a page instead
A black male could not offer his hand (to shake hands) with a white male because it implied being socially equal. Obviously, a black male could not offer his hand or any other part of his body to a white woman, because he risked being accused of rape.
Blacks and whites were not supposed to eat together. If they did eat together, whites were to be served first, and some sort of partition was to be placed between them.
Under no circumstance was a black male to offer to light the cigarette of a white female — that gesture implied intimacy.
Blacks were not allowed to show public affection toward one another in public, especially kissing, because it offended whites.
Jim Crow etiquette prescribed that blacks were introduced to whites, never whites to blacks. For example: “Mr. Peters (the white person), this is Charlie (the black person), that I spoke to you about.”
Whites did not use courtesy titles of respect when referring to blacks, for example, Mr., Mrs., Miss., Sir, or Ma’am. Instead, blacks were called by their first names. Blacks had to use courtesy titles when referring to whites, and were not allowed to call them by their first names.
If a black person rode in a car driven by a white person, the black person sat in the back seat, or the back of a truck.
White motorists had the right-of-way at all intersections.” —
My suburban white friends were so confused that my parents introduced themselves as Mr. and Mrs. and that I always addressed adults that way. They just don’t know. And I don’t know how popular of a trend this was, but some Black folks gave their children honorifics as first names so white people would have no choice but to call them ‘Mister’ or ‘Sir’. Like, I know tangentially of a woman who’s first name is Doctor.
“<p> Blacks were not allowed to show public affection toward one another in public, especially kissing, because it offended whites.</p>”
Can we look at this one right here real close?
POC in intimate relationships showing each other affection *was considered offensive*. I am kinda wondering, given the absence of intra poc relationships in mass media, if it still is considered as such.
PRECISELY WHAT CAUGHT MY EYE. DA FUCK?????????????????
Well looking at this post, yesai-yo)
How about we remember that the next time we’re getting all self righteous, saying things like “Why should we help people who are too lazy to get a job?” or “I’m helping them by NOT helping them - I’m teaching them the importance of getting a job!”
Yeah, you assholes know who you are.(via elledeau)
I think that people forget that condoms protect you from more than just pregnancy.
And there is no morning after pill for HIV.
ACTUALLY THERE IS.
It’s called post exposure prophylaxis.
If you’ve had unprotected sex and are afraid of possibly being at risk for HIV, please go to the emergency room and ask about POST EXPOSURE PROPHYLAXIS.
Works for up to 48 - 72 hours after exposure to HIV.
IMPORTANT THINGS, Y’ALL
Hi I’m reblogging this again because it’s important.
another way sex ed has failed. i’ve never heard of this until today
ok I need people to understand that this pill (also known as PEP) is the utmost of everlasting last resorts if you are exposed to HIV. the side effects of taking the pill is constant constant vomititng, diarrhea, headaches and nausea. The constant side effects rages from mild to severe and are so bad you need to take time off work and other activities. A lot of patients stop taking it as their body became unable to cope with the side effects in such a short period of time. the effects stop once you no longer take PEP.
You are not meant to use it like a morning after pill, that is grossly wrong information. Doctors do not give it out whenever you don’t have unprotected sex.
The reason PEP isin’t so widely known (unless you’ve been diagnosed with HIV in which case your doctor should tell you about it) is because of worry that people will become lax about preventative measures and think PEP is an easy solution and stop being cautious about using condoms etc.
#I took training in sexual health for LGBT people last year and this year
Representing Pocho.com, I was a panelist along with a table full of young, savvy Latino digital media types as part of last week’s Digital LA Latino Content event.
Afterwards, I finished up networking and headed outside to leave. As I waited to get my car in front of the host restaurant in Beverly Hills, you’ll never guess what happened: A white lady tried to give me her car valet ticket. Twice.
You’ve heard this story a thousand times before; it’s a Latino cliché. Or is it a tradition?
Anglo person assumes brown person is a worker, there to serve them.
An old Chicano chestnut goes something like this:
I’m a Mexican-American, am married to a white woman, and I was mowing our lawn in front of our nice, big home. A white lady pulled up in a car and asked, “How much do you charge to mow a lawn?” My answer: Nothing. The lady of the house lets me sleep with her.
One of my own family members, a brown-skinned attorney, was approached demandingly by a white office worker in their high-rise parking garage. “Where’s my car? Where’s my car!?” she shouted at him. He answered, “Hey lady, I’m an attorney!” I guess she took that as a legal threat, because she ran off in fear.
This story does not surprise me at all. I honestly believe if you’re a PoC, this has happened to you at least once in your life. Before I had my son, I could not walk into a store without someone assuming I worked there. While it doesn’t seem like a “big deal” to some, it is infuriating when it happens on a daily basis.
I’ve had this happen so often it’s not even cute.
I was 9 months pregnant, grocery shopping while wearing a Punisher t-shirt & sweats when some guy tried to report me to a manager in Walmart for my poor customer service skills. The look on the manager’s face was classic. I’m not sure some white people realize that POC have lives beyond the stereotypes they like so much.