simulpony:

vicroc4:

noitemsfoxonlyfinaldestination:

gill-goo:

Here’s a fun fact and reminder that I am not gonna stop posting about as long as I keep seeing this bullshit:

Dear Americans, identifying as a communist is just as offensive as being a literal nazi in a very big part of the world. The hammer and sickle is an offensive symbol that is banned in many countries, just like the swastika. Likely more people died under communist oppression than nazism, and there are people still alive who can tell you about it.

And no, don’t come at me with all this “but the core ideology was good!!” or especially “here we do not have this connotation so it’s not offensive!”. Your media, culture and standards are forced on the entirety of the rest of the world, and whatever you post in english is understandable for everyone else, if I am decent enough to care about issues like blackface (that literally have zero history in eg. my entire country which was never a colonizing nation), you should be decent enough and not make a hip cool internet trend about an oppressive ideology whose victims still remember the horrors and still suffer the consequences 🙂

Thanks and don’t be surprised if you see this reposted by me again, chances are I saw another fucking idiot who thinks communism is cool uwu it was just never done right, Lenin was a bae uwu glitter rainbow hammer and sickle :3

my grandmother fled with her 4 year old and a fistful of jewelry because the communist regime in hungary was literally that bad

“ohhhh but communism is about EVERYONE being able to go to fancy restaurants!” they actually shot a bunch of peaceful student protesters in front of the capital’s university over the living conditions but sure

i don’t have patience for these assholes anymore

Anyone who thinks communism is a good idea, doesn’t actually understand communism.

Fuck communism.

ekjohnston:

ironychan:

Thousands of years ago, somebody looked at a flock of sheep and went, “well, they aren’t cold.”

Guys. Guys.

It’s so much better than that.

So once upon a time, goats and sheep were essentially the same animal, and all of them had hair. Now, you can do some stuff with hair, but you can’t do a lot, so mostly sheep/goats were kept for meat and milk.

Except then a mutation showed up, and some of the sheep/goats had WOOL instead. And someone realized that 1. you could spin that shit, and 2. then you could WEAVE that shit, and 3. IT GREW BACK.

Generations of selective breeding ensued. Two visibly discrete species emerged, one primarily for meat and milk, and the other primarily for wool. They also have different behavioural characteristics, because independence was not helpful in a sheep, so it was bred out of them. Sheep remain one of the few non-draft animals that we farm even though they are not delicious.

The most similar part of sheep and goats that remains today is their skeleton. On an archaeological dig, you find THOUSANDS of bones and bone fragments that can only be identified as “sheep/goat”. It’s incredibly frustrating, but also kind of hilarious after you’ve spent enough time in the sun.

ANYWAY, human beings have always been smart and surprisingly good at changing nature because they want a sweater.

How to Tell if Your Ancestors Owned Slaves

stuff-that-irks-me:

gray-firearms:

brosefvondudehomie:

floralvixen:

goose-juggler:

coolmanfromthepast:

klubbhead:

kamiyu910:

keldeon:

former-fatty:

angryrussianlady:

straightpalechristianrepublicans:

illegaltendercomic:

1. Are you a white person descended from other white people?

Yes? Well then they owned slaves. Shut up about your G-pa being a civil rights activist.

Test Over

wow my Irish ancestors who didn’t come over until after the civil war and who were poor as fuck sure did own slaves,,,,, and my Ukranian ancestors,,,,,, my v v poor Ukrainian ancestors,,,,,
-CR

oh man my peasant jewish ukranian ancestors are going to be so pissed about these slaves they didnt know they had goddamn

My Russian peasant ancestors who legally lived like slaves under the Tsars would like a word.

At the height of slavery, only 2% of Americans owned slaves (and not all of them were white). Might wanna actually use that organ inside of your skull – it’s called a brain and it can do stuff like think so you don’t act like a brainless idiot.

I’m more impressed with the fact that this person seems to think that the 1.6% of white slave owners managed to father all of the white children so that every white person today is somehow descended from .008% (or so) of the entire world population… I mean, that’s some crazy feat right there. 

Well that backfired magnificently

“This post has ceased to exist.”

You’re more likely to be descended from Genghis Khan than white slave owners.

Maybe this shouldn’t have been posted on a professional account..

What a fucking loser.

Ha the fucking moron tried deleting the post. @illegaltendercomic you cant hide from this bullshit. You racist fuck

We came to the USA in 1972 and I’m pretty sure my Slavic ancestors in Eastern Europe were serfs, not landowners or royalty.

My pacifist Mennonite ancestors who fled to America in the early 20th century to escape Soviet persecution in the Ukraine would love to chat with you sometime, OP.

sableaire:

drakewalkerhateblog:

Here it is: how I got Horrible Histories banned from my school.

Sit down, I’m going to tell you a story.

Imagine a little girl, a 4’9” fifth grader with dimples and twinkling blue eyes. Oh, look, she’s going to the school library. Perhaps she’s going to rent Little Women, or read On the Banks of Plum Creek by Laura Ingalls Wilder!

Five minutes later, she exits the library holding a large stack of books called “Horrible Histories.”

And she’s thumbing through one called “Angry Aztecs.”

Record scratch. Freeze frame.

Yup, that’s me! The only history geek in a fifty mile radius. Living in Bumhicksville, Nowhere (name changed, but very accurate) is pretty terrible, and going to school at Caucasian Christian School of Goodness (again, a name change, but an apt description) is even worse. I snapped a bit while I was attending, due to the lack of permissible self-expression, but horrible histories were my guiding light.

Flash forward six months.

Our teacher wants us to do a history project about an ancient civilization. Since our curriculum is Eurocentricism.JPEG, most kids pick the Greeks or Romans (and completely skip over all of the good stuff, like orgies and gladiator fights) in their presentations.

I choose my favorite ancient civilization:

The Aztecs.

My teachers knew I’d been reading Horrible Histories, but what they didn’t know was that I’d also been avidly reading all about Aztec mythology. I walk up to the front of the class, pull on a turquoise skull mask, and raise my arms to the sky.

My teacher goes sheet white.

I give my presentation and skip nothing. Nothing. Every detail of the sacrifices, every dirty, disgusting part.

It all culminates when I point to the calendar.

“It’s May!” I shout, my little girl voice rising an octave. My teacher looks like she’s about to phone the police. “The Aztecs called May Toxcatl.”

No one moves or breathed. I continue blithely.

“Toxcatl was a month dedicated to the worship of the god of the night, Tezcatlipoca.” I’m still going. Everyone is afraid. Marie, one of my classmates, looks like she’s about to cry.

“They’d dress a brave warrior as the god all year, and at the end-“ I pull the red streamers out from behind my display, shouting: “They’d sacrifice him!”

The kids shriek as the streamers of “blood” roll out across the floor.

The principal walked in, hearing the commotion, just in time for me to really get into character and shout “BLOOD FOR THE GOD OF THE NIGHT!”

And that’s how Horrible Histories and all mentions of the Aztecs were banned from my school.

this is like the opening of a children’s movie about a girl who was reprimanded for over-creativity / morbid obsessions, and i love it

girlactionfigure:

Rabbi Reuven Israel Kott was a Torah prodigy whose cleverness and chutzpah saved thousands of Jews from annihilation by the Nazis.

Born in a Polish shtetl in 1897, Reuven was one of fifteen children. His family were Hasidic followers of the Ger Rebbe.

Reuven’s exceptional intellect was apparent at a young age. He was a gifted scholar of Talmud and Jewish scripture, so precocious that he was given rabbinic ordination when only 17 years old.

The Rebbe took a special liking to Reuven, and every Friday night Reuven sat next to the great man at his festive Sabbath gathering. Small in size – he stood only 5’1” – Reuven was known for his big brain, and big heart.

Reuven was selected by his community to represent them as the Jewish voice on the local provincial council. When the Polish president died in the 1920’s, young Reuven stood at the graveside with other clergy and delivered a eulogy on behalf of the Jews of Poland.

Although life seemed fairly good for Polish Jews at the time, the Ger Rebbe sensed that big trouble was coming. He urged his followers to get out of Poland and move to Eretz Yisrael (the Land of Israel), at that time British Mandate Palestine.

As the Rebbe’s right-hand man, Rabbi Reuven Kott threw himself into the mission of helping Jews leave Poland and return to their ancestral homeland.

The British had a quota system restricting the number of Jewish families they let in. Reuven took advantage of a bureaucratic loophole defining “family” as two parents and an undetermined number of offspring.

Reuven collected money and bribed Polish authorities to get blank birth certificates. He would then “create” new families, matching people up, changing names and identities as needed. Every “family" had at least a dozen children.

Reuven told those he helped that they must stick with their fake identity. Most people complied, but a few didn’t and were caught. Under threat of being sent back to Poland, somebody gave Reuven’s name to the authorities.

Reuven and his brother were on a train in Warsaw when three plain-clothes officers approached. After verifying his identity, they arrested Reuven for bribery and forgery and threw him in jail. As a pious Jew, Reuven couldn’t eat the non-kosher jail food, so every day his daughter brought him a kosher meal – a two hour journey each way.

After several long months, his brother finally got word that there was going to be a hearing in the case. He went to visit Reuven in jail, told him the news and asked which lawyer he wanted to hire.

Reuven scribbled something on a scrap of paper, folded it up and slipped it through the bars of his cell. Outside the jail, Reuven’s brother unfolded the note. He was shocked to read the contents: “Hire me the most anti-Semitic lawyer in Warsaw!“

Reuven’s family was baffled. With so many top-notch Jewish lawyers, why would he want an anti-Semite? Had his incarceration led to a mental breakdown? Reuven’s brother assured them that he was of sound mind, and he went to Warsaw and found an attorney notorious for his fierce hatred of Jews.

The day of the hearing arrived, and the courthouse was packed with hundreds of Hasids from Reuven’s community. Reuven was allowed only three minutes with his lawyer, and then the hearing began.

To everybody’s shock, Reuven’s lawyer stood up, made a brilliant argument, and got the case dismissed.

Back home in the shtetl, everybody wanted to know what Reuven had said to his lawyer in those three minutes. Reuven said his Talmud study had taught him that in a business deal, if you get three “Yes” answers, the deal will close.

He asked his lawyer three questions:
– You hate us Jews, don’t you?
– Do you want to see me rot and die in jail?
– Would you like all of us Jews gone from Poland?
The lawyer answered yes to all three questions. Reuven immediately shot back, “What good would it do if one measly Jew rots in jail? If you set me free, I can get all the Jews out of Poland!”

Reuven got what he wanted by blinding the lawyer with his own hate. He continued his work “creating” large families and helping them move to Palestine. The anti-Semitic attorney even helped him procure more blank birth certificates. People often asked Reuven when he would go to Eretz Yisrael. He said, “I’m like the captain of a sinking ship. It is my responsibility to get all the passengers out before I get in the lifeboat.”

Over the course of 20 years, Reuven helped tens of thousands of Jews escape Poland. Today, almost half a million descendants of those Polish Jews owe their lives to Rabbi Reuven Israel Kott.

Unfortunately, Reuven himself never made it to Israel. He was murdered at Auschwitz in 1942.

For proving that one small man in three short minutes can accomplish miracles beyond measure, we honor Rabbi Reuven Israel Kott as this week’s Thursday Hero at Accidental Talmudist.

This story was told to us by Reuven’s granddaughter, Ziporah Bank. She heard it from her mom – the daughter who brought kosher meals to Rabbi Kott in prison. 

Accidental Talmudist

cheshireinthemiddle:

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uppermandible:

gservator:

cheshireinthemiddle:

knowledgeequalsblackpower:

i scrolled passed this several times before actually reading it. i’m not used to two white men talking sense…

Ignoring your clearly racist commentary, this is actually false. 

First off, many, if not most dishes that black slaves made were recipes brought over from Europe (France) and Canada. Black slaves didnt make gumbo and dredged fried Chicken in Africa, they learned it in the US. They were taught how to cook those meals in the first place. 

Second, Most southerners certainly weren’t rich. Most didn’t even own slaves. To say that they didnt know how to cook is very very wrong. Rich people may not have been knowledgeable about cooking but the majority middle and lower income families did. 

French Influence is a HUGE part of Southern Cooking. Creole cooking is an evolution from various immigrants. Actual diaries from black house slaves at the time very much confirmed that they were given recipes to go off of and taught how to cook for their slave owners. A vast majority of Africans, especially poor Africans captured and sold (by other Africans, remember) only really had knowledge on how to cook food from their specific culture, if that (as many cultures left cooking to the elderly, the women, etc.) 

To say that the food was just invented by black people is deeply dishonest. It is only something you say when you want certain groups to like you. 

-An educated black man with two culinary degrees who doesn’t blindly believe what people on television, who want you to like them, say. 

Honestly it’s like people who claim barbecue was invented by Black people, as if people haven’t been burning meat over charred wood for 10’s of thousands of years.

also, the staples of soul food, watermelon, fried chicken, cornbread, etc, were allsouthern foods before hand, due to cornmeal being more plentiful and cheapert than wheat flour, chickens being highly cost effective livestock, and watermelons being rediculously high-yield fruit. literally all southerners ate this stuff, even pigs feet, possum, etc. because most people in the south were poor, white and black alike.

black eyed peas became popular as people food only after General sherman burned literally every other crop on his way to the coast, forcing the (mostly white) people to live off them.

while we cannot ignore the contribution of black contributions to southern cuisine, it is simply false to claim that southern cuisine exists solely because of black people.

That is another great point.

Soul food itself, actual food that can be credited to black Americans (not all, but much of it), came from using scraps that slave owners didnt want. Braised greens can be credted to black people. Stewed chiterlings (pig intestines) can be attributed to black people (although other races such as native americans and norther mexicans also ate pig intestines in their own ways), and the like can be attribured to black people. But dredging marinated chicken in eggs and flour before frying was NOT invented by black people. Making soups and stews using roux was NOT invented by black people. Literally just putting pig meat with vegetables was NOT invented by black people. They were taught these things from slave owners and fellow slaves and servants (some of whom were certainly white) and simply worked to perfect and occasionally evolve those recipes.

To say otherwise ignores a ton of history and culture that was built by non African Immigrants and their home countries.

andasideofpanache:

potterlockianegalitarian928:

sighinastorm:

theeggshavelegs:

tilthat:

TIL that during WWII, The Japanese would hand out candy to starving Chinese children. The candy was laced with anthrax (a deadly poison).

via reddit.com

WHAT THE FUCK JAPAN

Japan cut into China like a scythe in a field, committing massive atrocity.  Imperial Navy/Army forces were given free reign to any brutality that could be imagined.  The whole business wasn’t quite as “industrialized” as the Holocaust in Europe, though the death toll was certainly competitive.  

They also turned women into sex slaves, calling them “comfort women”.

That’s not even mentioning Unit 731, which you really shouldn’t click on but I’ll include the source anyway.  During the second Sino-Japanese war, Unit 731 performed human experimentation on civilians and it’s…really bad.  Like, I wish I hadn’t read the Wikipedia page bad.