People when talking about online activism that challenges their prejudice notions: Why don't you get out in the real world and do something?? Whining on tumblr and the internet doesn't change anything!
Same exact people discussing the internet in every single other instance: The internet is such a powerful tool it really brings us together in so many ways and connects us, it's the most essential tool for spreading information and changing things the most immense way because everyone is on the internet, social media has really changed the world.
So, for one of my anth classes I wrote a paper analyzing Tumblr giveaways through Marcel Mauss’ gift exchange theory. Ended up receiving a 100 percent which is pretty dang awesome. Still waiting to see the grade for my ‘little red riding hood as a commentary of rape victim blame/rape culture’ paper from my folklore class.
I fucking love anthropology.
THATS AN AWESOME WAY TO APPLY MAUSS LMAO
I look at my student loan statements each month and feel angry and jaded toward a culture that tells poor kids that the only way to make anything of themselves is to take out a ton of loans to MAYBE have a tiny chance at competing for a job that dozens or hundreds of other people are also competing for.
I feel like someone tricked me along the way by telling me college was the answer, and I feel stupid for not having questioned that. I did enjoy college. I don’t regret my degree. I DO have a job now. But I don’t think that means the system works. I think that means I’m lucky."
We Were Poor, And College Was The Answer to All My Problems. (Right?) at The Billfold (via echolikebells)
braver than me lookin at them statements. I don’t need to see that shit till I start paying them
I’m like 65% sure I’m done with this scam ass shit after this semester
I have a job that I could have gotten had I just stayed home and worked in retail for the four years I was in college. For real if they took this degree back and told me my debt was paid I’d be cool with it.
Man, those statements…..Student loan debt is the reason why I live paycheck to paycheck.
— Hey, hippie girl, you Mexican? On both sides?
— Front & back, I say.
— You sure don’t look Mexican.
A part of me wants to kick their ass. A part of me feels sorry for their stupid ignorant selves. But if you’ve never been farther south than Nuevo Laredo, how the hell would you know what Mexicans are supposed to look like, right?
There are the green-eyed Mexicans. The rich blond Mexicans. The Mexicans w/the faces of Arab sheiks. The Jewish Mexicans. The big-footed-as-a-German Mexicans. The leftover-French Mexicans. The chaparrito compact Mexicans. The Tarahumara tall-as-a-desert-saguaro Mexicans. The Mediterranean Mexicans. The Mexicans w/Tunisian eyebrows. The negrito Mexicans of the double coasts. The Chinese Mexicans. The curly-haired, freckled-faced, red-headed Mexicans. The Lebanese Mexicans. Look, I don’t know what you’re talking about when you say I don’t look Mexican. I am Mexican. Even though I was born on the U.S. side of the border."