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mizulily:

Hi guys, I felt like I should really share this experience with you. Recently I decided to conduct something of a…social experiment.

The first photo is of me in casual wear. It’s pretty mismatched. I was wearing my pajama top over my tee and had black pants on. My hairs messed up and everything. I look unprofessional, and it’s intended.

I took a walk through an inner city neighbourhood of Brisbane. I asked the police for directions to the library. I bought a krispy kreme doughnut from the 7 11. I went inside the mall and was asked to try free samples several times. I bought the first volume from SnK from Angus and Robert’s. I wasn’t treated any differently, the reactions were warm and friendly. My outfit didn’t effect anything at all.

The second image is me in a salwaar. The hair took effort to get into curls. (Sorry, the mirror was foggy) I had a bit of make up on. I looked good. The outfit was ironed and it looked much better than the previous one. I went to the same shops an hour later. Asked the same guard where the library was. Bought another krispy kreme.

The reactions were totally different. There were no thank you’s. No one asked me to try a sample. The guard was annoyed. When I went into the bookstore the lady at the register followed me around the whole time. When I bought a copy of ‘The storyteller’ by Jodi Picoult, she asked me if I had enough money with me before she scanned it.

I am a fourteen year old girl who has lived overseas for three years. Never have I faced such blatant discrimination.

What is this supposed to mean? You’re good to go as long as you don’t embrace your traditional values? Is this why south Asian girls are embarrassed to wear their saris and salwaars in the open? Is this why we refuse to wear our bindi and play the harmonium? Is this why we think it’s better to be well spoken in English that Bangla, Urdu, or Hindi.

When white people embrace my traditional values, they’re open minded. When I do it, I’m suddenly a nuisance. I’m automatically expected to not be well spoken. I’m automatically a suspect for shop lifting.

Think about that.

cant-think-str8:

ccushty:

punkgender:

one of the worst things about becoming educated on social issues is when people are like ‘you used to have a sense of humor’

no i used to have internalized prejudices which i’ve worked really hard to overcome and i realize now that your jokes are shitty

Always reblog this because becoming more socially aware makes you dislike a lot of people

Usually the first person you end up disliking for a time is yourself until you become more and more self-aware.

fivelettered:

beccabarnes:

Hmm but what if Sam has a bad day?

Like maybe they don’t happen often, and most of the time Sam is doing okay, and then one morning he wakes up and doesn’t particularly feel like leaving the house, or eating anything more diffuclt to make than cereal, or going for a run like he usually does. Maybe Sam wakes up and just tries to go right back to sleep, cause sometimes there’s a hole in his chest and today it’s aching.

And maybe he forgets Steve is meant to come over, and Steve lets himself in to Sam’s house and finds Sam curled under his covers.

And maybe Steve just asks “Bad day?” and Sam nods, just once. So Steve takes off his shoes and his jacket and curls into bed behind Sam, warm and solid along his back, with his arm curled around Sam’s middle.

Maybe Sam has a bad day, but Steve makes it a little better.

[X]

me too.

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