Four years earlier, in 1968, Martin Luther King, Jr. was shot and killed.
Five years before that, in 1963, Medgar Evers was shot and killed.
Eight years before that, in 1955, a young Black man named Emmett Till was tortured, then shot and killed.
These events, and numerous others with frightening similarity, happened in a line, and in the early years of the first decade to reap the social benefits of the Civil Rights Movement, Marvel Comics gives the fans (and the world) a Black male superhero whose primary superhuman aspect… is that he’s bulletproof.
Not flight, or super speed, or a power ring.
The superhuman ability of being impervious to bullets.
Superheroes. Action heroes. Fantasy heroes.
Is there any doubt the power fantasy of the Black man in the years following multiple assassinations of his leaders and children by way of the gun would be superhuman resistance to bullets?
In American society, the Black man has come a long way from the terrors of the past handful of centuries, only to crash right into the terrors of the 21st century. Some of those terrors being the same exact ones their grandparents had to face and survive — or not.
There are Black men who are wealthy, powerful, formidable and/or dangerous. They can affect change undreamt of by their parents, and their parents’ parents. Their children will be able to change the world in ways we can intuit and others we can barely begin to try and predict.
But a bullet can rip through their flesh and their future with no effort whatsoever.
And so we look at Luke Cage, a man who gets shot on a regular basis, whose body language is such that he is expecting to be shot at, prepared for the impact — because he knows he can take it.
And maybe, in the subconscious of the uni-mind of Marvel Comics, is the understanding that Luke Cage may unfortunately always be a relevant fantasy idea for the Black man.
2012 – Trayvon Martin is shot and killed.
2013 – Jonathan Ferrell is shot and killed.
2014 – Michael Brown is shot and killed.
2015/2016 – Luke Cage premieres on Netflix.
I look forward to seeing if the Luke Cage of that show will have a true understanding of his power and what he symbolizes.
We had a lot of trouble with western mental health workers who came here immediately after the genocide and we had to ask some of them to leave.
They came and their practice did not involve being outside in the sun where you begin to feel better. There was no music or drumming to get your blood flowing again. There was no sense that everyone had taken the day off so that the entire community could come together to try to lift you up and bring you back to joy. There was no acknowledgement of the depression as something invasive and external that could actually be cast out again.
Instead they would take people one at a time into these dingy little rooms and have them sit around for an hour or so and talk about bad things that had happened to them. We had to ask them to leave.
”—~A Rwandan talking to a western writer, Andrew Solomon, about his experience with western mental health and depression.
From The Moth podcast, ‘Notes on an Exorcism’. (via jacobwren)
So, I don’t have the tools or the skill to do the chain and sprocket by myself and I’m feeling really down about that. I’m gonna get some turn signals for my bike next week and take it to a shop and have tires, chain, and fork seals all done at once. Stuck on my little Suzuki until then :(
So, I did do the chain and sprocket myself a couple weeks ago, fuck you low self-esteem!
Do you think some women take everything as a sexist remark just so they can yell at men?
No. What the fuck is wrong with you? If you’re being sexist you deserve to be yelled at. If someone accuses you of being sexist, please analyse carefully what you said. Maybe then you’ll understand how your actions or words are perceived and change your behaviour.
If you’re being sexist I’ll even call you out. Women should definitely do the same. I’m not going to feel bad for assholes who feel ‘victimized’ for their abhorrent behaviour against women.
My speedo sensor is definitely broken but I think I can make a new one with household magnets.
My tach was iffy then stopped altogether on my way home in the early afternoon. Reseating the gauge connector fixed that at least temporarily, time will tell.
I badly need new tires.
appreciate brown eyes more bc the people with brown eyes are grown up forcing to believe fuckin blue and green and grey are beautiful and either detest or get incredibly happy when someone compliments their eye color stop letting this happen
there are people with brown eyes reblogging this and theyre talking about still being sad with their eye color and this is exactly why we need hype about brown eyes
The rollover valve in my bike is bad, causing negative pressure in my fuel tank. Thankfully it’s a part I can do without as all it’s needed for is to keep gas from leaking out of the fuel tank vent hose if it is dropped.
and I won’t be dropping my bike now will I.
if you ever try to befriend me and you expect to be in frequent contact with me i am so sorry. i do that with maybe two people and even then i often go days or weeks withouts saying anything before talking daily for a while.
the point is if we dont talk that doesnt mean i dont like u and think about u a lot im just terrible at maintaining close relationships
Fucking great night. I went out to Harbor Freight to buy a tool. Found out the asshole manager I hated and left there because of quit, Warehouse Manager is now Assistant Store Manager, Head Cashier is now Warehouse Manager, and my old colleague is now Head Cashier (and I would have that job had I stayed with them a couple months longer than I did). Ashlee applied to be Store Manager and WASN’T EVEN INTERVIEWED.
And the ASM wants to buy my old Suzuki. And he wants to hire me for whatever shifts I’d like. Seriously considering going back to work Sunday mornings.
Oh, and the tool I needed? A swingarm stand. Not only was it normally cheaper than what I can get from the catalogues at my new job, but my Head Cashier friend accidentally had it marked down 45% and was like fuck it take it, this didn’t happen.