Kiss Kiss Fall In Love

extremely late to this meme but i only just started reading dandadan yesterday so what're u gonna do

i feel weird commenting on "high T cis woman in sports is the subject of transphobic attacks" type incidents because like, its just racism, right? there's barely any transphobia left in the picture

"Read Banned Books" a new full page cartoon essay published in The New York Times Arts & Leisure section today.

Once a little boy went to school. One morning The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. He liked to make all kinds; Lions and tigers, Chickens and cows, Trains and boats; And he took out his box of crayons And began to draw.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make flowers.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make beautiful ones With his pink and orange and blue crayons. But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And it was red, with a green stem. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at his teacher’s flower Then he looked at his own flower. He liked his flower better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just turned his paper over, And made a flower like the teacher’s. It was red, with a green stem.

On another day The teacher said: “Today we are going to make something with clay.” “Good!” thought the little boy; He liked clay. He could make all kinds of things with clay: Snakes and snowmen, Elephants and mice, Cars and trucks And he began to pull and pinch His ball of clay.

But the teacher said, “Wait!” “It is not time to begin!” And she waited until everyone looked ready. “Now,” said the teacher, “We are going to make a dish.” “Good!” thought the little boy, He liked to make dishes. And he began to make some That were all shapes and sizes.

But the teacher said “Wait!” “And I will show you how.” And she showed everyone how to make One deep dish. “There,” said the teacher, “Now you may begin.”

The little boy looked at the teacher’s dish; Then he looked at his own. He liked his better than the teacher’s But he did not say this. He just rolled his clay into a big ball again And made a dish like the teacher’s. It was a deep dish.

And pretty soon The little boy learned to wait, And to watch And to make things just like the teacher. And pretty soon He didn’t make things of his own anymore.

Then it happened That the little boy and his family Moved to another house, In another city, And the little boy Had to go to another school.

The teacher said: “Today we are going to make a picture.” “Good!” thought the little boy. And he waited for the teacher To tell what to do. But the teacher didn’t say anything. She just walked around the room.

When she came to the little boy She asked, “Don’t you want to make a picture?” “Yes,” said the little boy. “What are we going to make?” “I don’t know until you make it,” said the teacher. “How shall I make it?” asked the little boy. “Why, anyway you like,” said the teacher. “And any color?” asked the little boy. “Any color,” said the teacher. And he began to make a red flower with a green stem.

~Helen Buckley, The Little Boy

christmas eve

found family

gonna start a rumor that it’s actually okay to be excited about stuff on the internet

21 members of Aljazeera Arabic journalist Moemen al-Sharifi's family were killed this morning after Israel bombed the Jabalia refugee camp. He lost his parents, his sister, 2 brothers, sisters-in-law, their children & many others. Rescue workers can't reach their bodies.

Moemen al-Sharifi told Aljazeera Arabic: "We are prevented from saying goodbye to our loved ones, and are deprived of giving them a proper burial". Here his voice breaks with emotion as he talks about the last voice note his mother sent him .

Fall themed sketch dump!

X/Formerly known as twitter user states: Hi. It's day 42, and as a Palestinian and a journalist and a woman and a Muslim let me take this opportunity to remind you: Gaza is not your poverty porn. My extended family and my people are not a charity case. My roots and my culture are not tragic or unfortunate /1 I see the US and Canadian mainstream media have woken up to Gaza coverage but from a humanitarian perspective alone. Palestinians are being portrayed as dirt poor and unsanitary and so very desperate -thus leading this part of the world to see them -at best -as mere unlucky souls. 2/ And it's become normalized here to see these unlucky souls as sacrificial lambs in pursuit of some idealized greater good. Usually an illusion, and through a Western lens. 3/ Palestinians are threatened, harassed, detained, tortured, maimed, and killed by the Israeli occupation. This has been the case for decades while most of you looked away. You don't get to look back in now just to run a sad story that makes you feel good about yourself. 4/4

X/formerly Twitter account: @ yasmineelsabawi