Blow, ye winds, and crack your cheeks!
You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout
Till you have drench'd our steeples, drown'd the cocks!
You sulphurous and thought-executing fires,
Vaunt-couriers of oak-cleaving thunderbolts,
Singe my white head! And thou, all-shaking thunder,
Strike flat the thick rotundity o' th' world!
they let their wings down”
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Westerners are fond of the saying ‘Life isn’t fair.’ Then, they end in snide triumphant: ‘So get used to it!’
What a cruel, sadistic notion to revel in! What a terrible, patriarchal response to a child’s budding sense of ethics. Announce to an Iroquois, ‘Life isn’t fair,’ and her response will be: ‘Then make it fair!’ This is the matriarchal approach to learning.
”Barbara Alice Mann, Iroquois woman (via cultureofresistance)
How many fucking times did I/we hear this as a child?
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i still hear it.
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(Source: solitaryforager)
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The internal struggle between desire for treat and hatred for doggie shoes (via)
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October 1940. Moorhead, Minnesota. Fox chained to automobile.
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