- 11:50 pm - Tue, Sep 18, 2012
- 18 notes
his most recent status.. i just can’t.
Tumblr bomb. Make him famous.
- 2:16 am - Sat, Mar 17, 2012
- 8 notes
A personal moment of triumph!
On account of my service with the military, I have the distinct honor of being friends with a lot of people from the bible belt of America. That being said, these people have a tendency to say some seriously bigoted things on facebook. Well, its always a toss-up when I call them out on it. Sometimes I’m told to shove it and sometimes they come around to a better sence of things. Then, on some incredibly rare occassions, I call them out and watch a mulititude of like-minded individuals join in with similar opinions against the racist (or otherwise hateful statements) all at once. Sometimes I have a hard time remembering that we level-headed individuals are not exactl a minority in America, but it is moments like this that remind me of this truth that we are not few in numbers.
- 10:27 pm - Sat, Jan 28, 2012
- 531,493 notes
A powerful testament that no one is born to hate. It is our parents that instill that ignorance inside us.
- 6:22 pm - Mon, Jan 16, 2012
- 17 notes
hey! Remember when I made this and didn’t get any notes on it?
- 8:25 am - Thu, Aug 11, 2011
- 1 note
People need to be able to understand the difference between Muslims and fanatics. Like they do between Christians and Abortion Clinic Bombers
- 2:35 pm
I have decided to stick with love; hate is too big a burden to bear.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
- 4:20 pm - Sat, May 28, 2011
- 103,795 notes
Here is a Georgia State Trooper in riot gear at a KKK protest in a north Georgia city back in the 80s. The Trooper is black. Standing in front of him and touching his shield is a curious little boy dressed in a Klan hood and robe. I have stared at this picture and wondered what must have been going through that Trooper’s mind. Before the Trooper is an innocent child who is being taught to hate him because of the color of his skin. The child doesn’t understand what he is being taught, and at this point he doesn’t seem to care. Like any other child his curiosity takes hold and he wants to explore this new thing that this man is holding probably because he can see his reflection in it and that’s a neat thing and he wants to check it out. In this picture I see innocence mixed with hate, the irony of a black man protecting the right of white people to assemble in protest against him, temperance in the face of ignorance, and hope that racism can be broken because this young boy may remember that a black man smiled at him once and he didn’t seem so bad after all.
This picture blows my mind.
The comment even so.
I love this picture.
It tells me that at the raw core of us all, we are able to put our differences behind us. Our hearts know better than our brains.
Proof that following your heart may sometimes hurt, but even more it will bring happiness.
This is perhaps the most powerful picture I’ve ever seen. I can’t stop studying it.