Nascidos no Triângulo Mineiro, praticantes e entusiastas do montanhismo vivenciamos o desenvolvimento rápido e coeso da escalada esportiva na nossa região. Nos últimos anos mais e mais pedras vem surgindo nos nossos caminhos e estamos tratando de estabelecer uma relação saudável e harmoniosa com…
Those times when I’m reading and giggling and then: “o shit i totally say i love your hair all the time and i need to THINK with my BRAIN more”
and then i thank all the jesus’ that my partner has a better head on their shoulders than i and lets me realize shit without bein a dick about it.Priviledge to me is like faith; too large and manifold to be completely understood (being something built and maintained by generations and systems upon generation and systems) by any one person. Beyond our comprehension theoretically and especially difficult to see for those of us who benefit from it (eg. understanding that i love my partners hair any way they wear it but also understanding that as a person they can feel any goddamn way they want about it and that ain’t got shit to do with me; but Failing to see how race hegemony/priviledge affects those feelings).
Meaning (to me) that not only do I have to be as open to criticism and discourse as possible but also that our response (ours as in white folk (as those directly benefitting from this hegemony) and also as in all those committed to building something new) must be larger and more manifold than one.
This is what I think about while i’m climbing and walking and shopping so sorry if im muttering and staring at the floor.
The Rule of the Circle, The Rule of the Game (1985)
Collage on paper
—Mychal Denzel Smith, No One Cares If You Never Apologize for Your White Male Privilege (via ethiopienne)
Nathan Benn, Arkansas (1977)