I’ll take this one since I’m the blog’s resident Jew. Oy vey, where do I start…
SJ community loves to police Jewish identity and silence actual Jews when they talk about their own identities. This usually happens in context of either “Are Jews White?” or “Jewishness is just a religion” conversations. In reality, Jews are an ethnoreligious group that ethnically originated in the middle east, and while some ethnic Jews have light skin, it’s actually due to centuries of forced assimilation in European and Slavic countries through rape, which is a big reason why Jewishness is matrilineal. Furthermore, there exist Jews who do not look white at all. There are black, brown, and asian Jews who are all ethnically Jewish, and these conversations erase them.
“Jewish privilege”. Fact: It’s not a thing. It’s actually a very common anti-semitic trope that says that Jews run everything so they are not oppressed. Jews are oppressed, and face anti-semitic violence.
“Anti-semitism is not just about Jews, there are other semitic people.” While yea, there are other semitic people, the term “anti-semitism” was created by Germans in the 19th century to refer specifically to the hatred of Jews because it sounded more scientific.
Blaming anti-semitic violence in Europe on the actions of Israel. I see this literally every single day on this site, and it’s very upsetting. Jews that live in the diaspora are not responsible for Israel’s actions, and especially should not be suffering at the hands of white people in Europe under the guise of anti-zionism.
Finally, and this is a big pet peeve of mine. The only people I ever see reblogging posts about anti-semitism are other Jews. Even a lot of my non-Jewish followers will reblog posts about racism, sexism, homophobia, etc. but ignore posts about anti-semitism, and that as a Jew makes me feel unsafe.
That’s enough for now. If you’re interested in learning more about Jewish identity and anti-semitism, you are welcome to check out my personal blog: yochevedke. I discuss that stuff a lot.
-Yeva
Another Jew reblogging about anti-semitism. I’ve seen some increase in concern about this from goyim, but it’s been slow going. Hopefully we’ll pick up a big head of steam soon.
“The only people I ever see reblogging posts about anti-semitism are other Jews. Even a lot of my non-Jewish followers will reblog posts about racism, sexism, homophobia, etc. but ignore posts about anti-semitism, and that as a Jew makes me feel unsafe.”
the amount with which this point in particular resonates with me is unreal
The bold is especially important.
I don’t think I suffer a lot from anti-Semitism, and I certainly don’t face anything close to the degree of oppression that many of my peers have to face because of their gender and sexual identity and the color of their skin. That being said, The previous posters are absolutely right on all counts.
Again, The only people I ever see reblogging posts about anti-Semitism are other Jews, while many blogs I follow reblog every post under the sun relating to racism, sexism, and homophobia. This issue has on occasion made me feel pretty isolated, because I have seen a lot of people reblogging posts related to recents events in Gaza that reflected extremely anti-Israel points of view. There’s nothing wrong with that, people have every right to hold those opinions, and I even share some of them. However, as the original poster said, a lot of recent anti-Semitic violence in Europe stems from the the willingness of anti-Israel Europeans to hold Jews in the Diaspora responsible for the actions of the state of Israel. This is not ok. This is anti-Semitism, and this is part of what American Jews are seeing as anti-Semitic in what tumblr users say and do.
The average American Jew on tumblr doesn’t think “I support what Israel is doing in Gaza, and the horrible things people say about Israel are anti-Semitic attacks”.
The average American Jew on tumblr thinks “I don’t support what Israel is doing in Gaza, and even though there wasn’t a single popular protest in Europe over civilian deaths in Syria, Libya, or elsewhere in the Middle East caused government violence, but as soon as Israel did it Europe was outraged, and tumblr exploded with anti-Israel posts covering the protests and Israel’s actions.”
Fantastic points. Bravo everyone.
Please, fellow “Gentiles,” REBLOG THE FUCK OUT OF THIS.
Last night I dreamt that Channing Tatum nervously presented me with a dress he’d knitted for me. He clenched his (big, work-roughened) hands in anxious fists while I unfolded it.
“You don’t have to wear it,” he said, before I could say anything.
The dress was perfect. It was beautiful. It could turn into a skirt.
“You like it?” Channing Tatum said, smiling crookedly.
has the doctor always been morally ambiguous or is this obsession with making him edgy and dark a 21st century thing..?
In the first Doctor Who serial he kidnaps two teachers and attempts to murder a man with a rock.
The third Doctor went to an alternate dimension where he was the fascist running the world. The 4th Doctor performed a coup on gallifrey. The 6th Doctor strangled his companiion and risked turning utterly evil and 7? Do not get me started on 7
In short yes, he has always been morally ambiguous.
Seven destroyed Skaro. Like straight up blew up an entire planet. Only wait, no, he didn’t. He tricked Davros into doing it. He manipulated one of his greatest enemies into burning ALL of his own shit to the ground and when Davros begged for mercy, Seven was all “lol bye” and left Davros to cry over the atomized remains of his home and legacy.
Man no wonder that guy snapped and tried to annihilate all reality.
•buy toys/dolls/crayons
•play with Legos
•play old videogames/dress up games
•weave friendship bracelets
•watch cartoons
•use stickers
•draw pics of your favorite characters
If it makes you feel nice, do it.
Don’t even worry about what other people think, because it doesn’t matter–if it brings you happiness, it’s not “ridiculous”, or “immature”.
You deserve to enjoy yourself.
Let me share with you what I consider to be the most important less I’ve learned in my adult life:
“Growing up doesn’t mean you can’t have Zebra Cakes. Growing up simply means that, if you want to have Zebra Cakes, you buy them for yourself.”
“What the hell are you talking about, Bear?” Well, let me explain. For those of you who live outside of the US, this is a Zebra Cake:
It’s a little pre-packaged snack cake that is horribly cheap and junky and really not that great, but it is like manna from heaven to me. I fucking love these things. When I was a little kid growing up, my mom bought Zebra Cakes but once in a blue moon. They were intended to be put in mine and my siblings’ school lunches, but my brother and I would eat them whenever we wanted, so Mom just didn’t see the point. (They also used to be kind of expensive, at least for our family’s budget.) Needless to say, the coveted Zebra Cakes were a luxury for me, and were one of the tastes of my childhood.
Fast forward to my college years. I was living in an apartment with three other people, doing my own shopping and cooking. I was in the grocery store, picking up some stuff, and I happened to walk past a display of snack cakes. Among them were several boxes of Zebra Cakes.
I paused at this, chuckling to myself. Oh man. Zebra Cakes. I haven’t had those in years. I loved those when I was a kid. I reminisced happily and thought about how much I missed the taste of Zebra Cakes, then started to walk away.
And then I stopped dead.
Because I had realized that there was literally nothing stopping me from buying a box of Zebra Cakes. There was nothing stopping me from buying ten boxes of Zebra Cakes. If I wanted Zebra Cakes, I could have goddamn Zebra Cakes, because it was my money and my decision to make.
I put two boxes in my cart (they were 2 for $5) and never looked back.
Here’s the secret I learned that day: The idea of something being “just for kids” is, by and large, bullshit. What you do on your own adult free time with your own adult money is, by its very nature, adult stuff. It’s like comedian Eddie Izzard (who frequently performed his routines in drag) once said when someone asked about him wearing ‘women’s clothes’: “They’re not women’s clothes. They’re my clothes. I bought them.”
I am 25 years old, and yesterday I bought myself a shark lunchbox. Look at it. Look at how awesome my lunchbox is.
Was this lunchbox intended to by bought for and used by a child? Yes. The tag said it was for ages 3 and up. But it was bought by and will be used by an adult, and anyone who thinks that’s wrong is probably just jealous that they don’t have the self-confidence to rock a shark lunchbox at 25.
So like. Being “mature” and “an adult” doesn’t mean you have to completely abandon the things that made you happy when you were younger. It just means that you may have to approach them in a different way.
If you’re unfamiliar with Neuro Sleep, it’s a drink you can get at grocery stores and gas stations in the States (idk if it’s available elsewhere and I’m not gonna look for reasons that are about to become apparent) that contains, among other things, a healthy dose of melatonin. It’s safe to drink an entire bottle but normally I only drink a sip at a time, which is usually enough to get me relaxed enough to drift off, and still I’m often still drowsy the next day.
I just drank a quarter of a bottle of the stuff. Which for me is like, “Good night everyone! See you in a couple days!”
I swear the entire time I’m taking swigs of it, my dog is looking at me like DON’T GO WHERE I CAN’T FOLLOW.
It’s okay, sweetie. Mommy’s just sleep deprived. Though if I’m fast asleep during this storm and there’s a tornado, we’re all screwed.
Man, I wish there was something that could do that for me. Ambien, Lunesta, Benadryl, booze, melatonin, exercise, scrupulous sleep hygiene… My body decides whether it’s going to sleep or not sleep completely at random, and it usually chooses “not sleep.”
The only medication that ever reliably helped me sleep was something called Seroquel, but it also shot my blood glucose up to 400.
Sleep Clinic says that because I don’t have apnea there’s nothing they can do for me. No doctor will consider even one night’s worth of an old-fashioned barbiturate sedative just to let me try to reset my sleep clock.
I’m always a little bit happy when I find out I need to have more surgery, because I know I’m going to at least get a couple hours guaranteed sleep out of it. When it became public how Michael Jackson died, and the kind of sedation he was receiving, every lifelong chronic Insomniac I know just nodded understandingly. We all would have at least seriously considered the same thing with the same risk if we could afford it.
That’s awful. I’m sorry.
I think it may be possible I have Delayed Sleep Phase more than actual insomnia. I definitely think my problem is more psychological than physical. I can’t ever get my brain to shut up. The melatonin helps my brain relax, but it stays with me and almost always makes me groggy the next day. Today’s not so bad, but if I have to work I have trouble concentrating. It’s a hard balance. If I don’t take enough, it doesn’t work, but if I take too much, I oversleep and am completely useless the next day.
I hope someone comes up with a solution for you soon. ❤
The Paradox Machine 