Reblogged from seananmcguire
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.
Reblogged from hyper-mediation
I Ship It | a short film by Yulin Kuang
After a bad breakup, Zoe Smallman decides to take down her ex-boyfriend in a wizard rock battle of the bands with help from her best friend, Charlie.
Written & Directed by Yulin Kuang
Featuring original Wizard Rock songs by Kirstyn Hippe
I wasn’t sure what to expect from this, but I actually enjoyed it! Story wise, it feels like a modern day Harry Potter fanfic in which Ginny breaks up with a douchey hipster version of Harry and contemplates hooking up with long time friend Neville Longbottom…which kind of sounds like something that a 12-year-old dreamed up and posted, unbeta’d, to fanfiction.net, but it works. It’s charming and quirky and very professionally done—ao3 status, rather than ff.net.
Omfg this is probably my new favorite synopsis. CAN SOMEONE WRITE THIS FIC BECAUSE I WOULD READ IT.
then we could do a musical number about plants and herbology.
Reblogged from knitmeapony
Bodyswap episodes are a GIFT and I want one in every show I watch.
You know what I want for a bodyswap episode? Crane and Lt. Mills. Because Crane would be like YOU ARE INCREDIBLY FAST AND STRONG OMG THIS IS REALLY KIND OF NEAT I AM ENJOYING BEING PRETTY and also HOW DO I HAIR
And Abbie would be like HOW DO YOU ANYTHING, YOU HAVE SIX EXTRA UNNECESSARY INCHES OF EVERYTHING and probably kind of enjoy the instant respect being a tall white dude gets her from most folk