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Oct
24
2012

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We have the advantage of fifty years of history that they didn’t. We see how they were turned into the bold faced devils inside the annals of our history books. When the tides of civil rights swells, no man, no matter how stubborn they are, can possibly stop its insurmountable current. So, whether or not you like the idea of homosexual marriage rights, I just want to ask you this, in fifty years, when this is a long forgotten issue, when kids read about it in Chapter 29: America Divided, are you going to be that bigoted prick who stood in the way of America’s promising future? Time and history has shown that homosexuals will inevitably get their rights. Now, the only question left is if you are going to be the person who history will look down upon, or are you going to go with the natural tide of progression?

You choose. Just remember, somewhere down in a Houghton Mifflin office, this chapter is already being written. Which side of the page will you be on?

Vote yes on question 6 Maryland.

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Written by A. Voter

(Dust Jacket Dispatch)

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Sep
5
2012

Hey have ya registered to vote?

No? Well head on over to my page and get that taken care of! 

One condition, do not vote blindly! Research the candidates, know what they stand for, and above all else know what you stand for.

You can embed your own voter registration box by clicking here.

Courtesy of the Obama Campaign! 

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Jul
4
2012

Check out some awesome Captain America looks to celebrate the 4th in style at momsbasement.org!

Check out some awesome Captain America looks to celebrate the 4th in style at momsbasement.org!

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May
14
2012

Reblogged from wishalittle :

"This is probably going to get quoted in every publication just because I said it. And I’m not even saying anything. I’m not talking about my films, I’m not talking about my life, and I’m not talking about the world. And yet, the media will print it simply because I said it. And at this moment in time, I bet there is an artist around the corner of this hotel, on the street, with a mind far beyond ours, but we will never listen to him simply because he has not appeared in a movie. And that is what is fucked up about our culture."

Robert Downey Jr. (via whimsicalsun)

I need him to stop giving me reasons to love him. (Also just making what he said true by reblogging this… Hmm.)

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Mar
16
2012

I don’t want to live in this country at the moment.

I can hear the sea of ‘Proud Americans’ just itching to bash me for that statement but before you spout off with, “Do you know how many people died for your freedoms?!” etc. hear me out.

I do love my country but more so the idea of it. By that I mean I love what my country could be but I’m greatly saddened by what she isn’t. I am well aware that many people have died fighting for my freedoms but they have and are fighting for freedoms that with each passing day I (as a woman especially) have less of; this to me is shameful.

I don’t want to live in this country because as a young woman I am afraid of what my life ten years from now is going to be. Will I have any control over my reproductive rights? Will I have any way to fight against men that beat/rape/assault me? Will basic health care be denied me? I fear these things because men that are a part of the Religious Right don’t seem to think that as a woman I am an intelligent, free thinking, deserving American citizen.

They think that because I desire birth control I’m a slut not because it can seriously help me be a healthier person. They seem to think that women have abortions for fun. They seem to think that I don’t need accessible healthcare. They seem to think that I need a man in my life to help me raise a child.

As women how can we allow these men to remain in office; these men that view us as second class citizens? How can we still listen in to their radio shows, watch their news casts, give them our votes when they call us (or allow others to) sluts for standing up for ourselves?

Women throughout the history of this nation have fought to be considered equals to men and I fear that we have been duped into thinking that battle has been over. It’s not. Our rights are quickly backsliding into the consuming fires of extreme conservatism and if we do nothing to stop this we should be afraid for not only our futures but the futures of the American women that will come after us.

Look at your daughters, your younger sisters, cousins, nieces, your friend’s daughters, and ask what kind of America, hell what kind of world, you want them to grow up in. If you want them to grown up under the heel of a man then by all means please sit back and watch the show. But if you want them to be empowered, independent, respected women please fight back.

Call your representatives, send emails, and write letters cry out to the administration of our nation, MAKE NOISE. Don’t vote republican (or democrat for that matter) because that’s just what you’ve always done, research these people; know who it is you are giving power to. Tell others to do the same.

We can control what the future brings and even if we don’t succeed we can at least go down fighting. 

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Sep
11
2011

Reblogged from zodiacchic :

zodiacchic:

Reflect.

On this day around this time ten years ago I was sitting in my classroom on Grandparent’s Day. The air in the whole building was strange; teachers had concerned looks on their faces and quite a few people had gone home early but none of the students below grade 8 knew what was going on. I vividly remember taking something into the front office earlier that day and seeing something on the T.V. that I now know was an image of the towers on fire and thinking that it was a movie. The school had made the decision to keep many of it’s students in the dark about what was happening to our country. Both my teacher and my Grandpa thought this was wrong but of course my teacher couldn’t go against the school so my Grandpa took the initiative to speak up. After we recited the Bill of Rights and the Emancipation Proclamiation to the crowd of grandparents in our class (odd irony I know) my Grandpa stood in front of the class. He told us in a very steady voice that early in the morning our nation had been attacked by terrorists that because they were hateful people they had flown planes into the world trade center. We were young but every single one of us knew what that meant. One of my classmates asked why we were just now being told about this and our teacher explained that the school thought that we weren’t old enough to know the same student made a good point by saying that we weren’t too young to understand that bad people do horrible things. After that I feel like those in my generation that were about 10 and up aged a few years. We saw images of people throwing themselves from the burning towers, soot covered people with tear stained faces, family members of those trapped in the towers trying to maintain composure as they held up pictures of their loved ones in the hope that someone would find them alive, we heard the horror stories of those that had made it out alive, we had to process that someone could harbor this much hate for innocent people. Then the rest of our childhoods were filled with terror threats, the color coding system, wars, death tolls, increased security in air ports, the patriot act, people were scared and angry for years after and that is the world that we continued to grow up in; the security that those a bit older then us had as children we only got a taste of. 
9/11 changed all of our lives. I hope that just maybe this will make the end of a decade of fear and that we can rise above the hate still steaming from this tragedy. We will never forget but I hope that as a nation we can finally begin to heal and grow in a more positive way.

zodiacchic:

Reflect.

On this day around this time ten years ago I was sitting in my classroom on Grandparent’s Day. The air in the whole building was strange; teachers had concerned looks on their faces and quite a few people had gone home early but none of the students below grade 8 knew what was going on. I vividly remember taking something into the front office earlier that day and seeing something on the T.V. that I now know was an image of the towers on fire and thinking that it was a movie. 
The school had made the decision to keep many of it’s students in the dark about what was happening to our country. Both my teacher and my Grandpa thought this was wrong but of course my teacher couldn’t go against the school so my Grandpa took the initiative to speak up. After we recited the Bill of Rights and the Emancipation Proclamiation to the crowd of grandparents in our class (odd irony I know) my Grandpa stood in front of the class. He told us in a very steady voice that early in the morning our nation had been attacked by terrorists that because they were hateful people they had flown planes into the world trade center. We were young but every single one of us knew what that meant. One of my classmates asked why we were just now being told about this and our teacher explained that the school thought that we weren’t old enough to know the same student made a good point by saying that we weren’t too young to understand that bad people do horrible things. 
After that I feel like those in my generation that were about 10 and up aged a few years. We saw images of people throwing themselves from the burning towers, soot covered people with tear stained faces, family members of those trapped in the towers trying to maintain composure as they held up pictures of their loved ones in the hope that someone would find them alive, we heard the horror stories of those that had made it out alive, we had to process that someone could harbor this much hate for innocent people. Then the rest of our childhoods were filled with terror threats, the color coding system, wars, death tolls, increased security in air ports, the patriot act, people were scared and angry for years after and that is the world that we continued to grow up in; the security that those a bit older then us had as children we only got a taste of. 

9/11 changed all of our lives. I hope that just maybe this will make the end of a decade of fear and that we can rise above the hate still steaming from this tragedy. We will never forget but I hope that as a nation we can finally begin to heal and grow in a more positive way.

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May
21
2011

Reblogged from terraequalslove :

terraequalslove:

I found this at HumorTouch.com. It’s hilarious and sad because it’s true. We really do have short ass attention spans for ACTUAL news.
In fact, I’d be willing to bet that MOST of you have NO freakin’ clue that the whole damn country of Spain is in the middle of a huge ass revolution.
Yes, that’s right. A whole entire, big ass, fucking major European country is in the midst of a mass revolt and we are worried about whether or not Angelina cheated on Brad or what-not.
—Oh, look, American Idol re-runs…

terraequalslove:

I found this at HumorTouch.com. It’s hilarious and sad because it’s true. We really do have short ass attention spans for ACTUAL news.

In fact, I’d be willing to bet that MOST of you have NO freakin’ clue that the whole damn country of Spain is in the middle of a huge ass revolution.

Yes, that’s right. A whole entire, big ass, fucking major European country is in the midst of a mass revolt and we are worried about whether or not Angelina cheated on Brad or what-not.

—Oh, look, American Idol re-runs…

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