bebinn:

Imani Gandy (@AngryBlackLady) gave a speech at this year’s Abortion Care Network conference. She spoke on many important issues, including how Black women’s reproductive lives are portrayed by the media, the place of Black women and women of color in the movement, and the difference between pro-choice/reproductive rights and reproductive justice.

I had to restrain myself from screencapping the whole Storify, so click through and read the whole thing!

rhrealitycheck:

Thanks to RH Reality Check Senior Washington Correspondent Adele Stan for taking this pic at the rally outside the SCOTUS building Tuesday, March 25 as the Hobby Lobby and Conestoga Wood cases took place inside.

rhrealitycheck:

Thanks to RH Reality Check Senior Washington Correspondent Adele Stan for taking this pic at the rally outside the SCOTUS building Tuesday, March 25 as the Hobby Lobby and Conestoga Wood cases took place inside.

comedycentral:

Which of these #RuinAChildrensBook tweets is destined to become a time-honored classic? Find out on a new @midnight, tonight after Colbert.

Hey! My tweet is in here. Sweet.

The leaders of Hobby Lobby and Conestoga Wood Specialties Corporation have invited themselves into their employees’ bedrooms and medicine cabinets under the guise of religious freedom, and these bosses are seriously out of line.

Lisa Maatz, Use of Contraception is Not Your Boss’ Business

Call for participation! We will be co-hosting a Tweetchat with the Center for Reproductive Rights at 2PM E.T. TODAY to discuss what’s at stake as the contraceptive mandate heads to #SCOTUS. Join in by tweeting at us using the hashtag #Reprochat and #NotMyBossBusiness.

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elonjames:

"RAND PAUL: FIRST BLACK PRESIDENT SHOULD BE MORE WARY OF NSA SPYING ON CITIZENS."

jinxamataz:

commissarcuddles:

hexane-nightmares:

Holy fuck. I never really understood how they caught birds before, I assumed they had to sneak up on them. 

How was this even caught on camera?

did that cat fucking put the thing in its mouth in midair so it could land on its feet

jinxamataz:

commissarcuddles:

hexane-nightmares:

Holy fuck. I never really understood how they caught birds before, I assumed they had to sneak up on them. 

How was this even caught on camera?

did that cat fucking put the thing in its mouth in midair so it could land on its feet

White women and black men have it both ways. They can act as oppressor or be oppressed. Black men may be victimized by racism, but sexism allows them to act as exploiters and oppressors of women. White women may be victimized by sexism, but racism enabled them to act as exploiters and oppressors of black people. Both groups have led liberation movements that favor their interests and support the continued oppression of other groups. Black male sexism has undermined struggles to eradicate racism just as white female racism undermines feminist struggle. As long as these two groups or any group defines liberation as gaining social equality with ruling class white men, they have a vested interest in the continued exploitation and oppression of others.

bell hooks, Feminist Theory: From margin to center (via ceedling)

WERK BELL

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thepoeticrebel:

cosbyykidd:

journeytogirly:

HAPPY BLACK CHILDREN PERFORMING PHARRELL’S HAPPY.

*cries while giggling all at the same time*

Stay that way, babies. Stay that way.

I see you Detroit!!

Whaaaaatttt, DAS has changed so much lol. Thas wassup!

stand-up-comic-gifs:

Like fiery eyeball thing, no problem. But don’t even try to imagine a Samoan elf. (x)

tkoed:

According to Pam Grier:

Richard Pryor included me in so much of his life that I found myself falling in love with him.

We had a few good months early on, but soon enough, Richard started missing his “using” buddies.

As his friends began trickling back into his life, he introduced me to some of them, and they were sensitive to his situation at first. They got high before they got there and Richard got very busy writing and setting up deals.

I became the go-between. A producer would call me and say, “How’s he doing? Do you think he’ll show up today?”

Richard and his friends used to hang out in the kitchen. One afternoon, I went into the kitchen and saw a pile of cocaine sitting on a mirror next to a razor blade and rolled up $100 dollar bills.

Richard acted like he hadn’t been indulging, but I knew better. I saw the signs, his bloodshot eyes, the lines of coke and the empty bottles of Courvoisier.

After his friends left, I got on his case about relapsing and I asked him, “Why do you keep feeding your friends and loaning them money?” I added: “Why doesn’t anybody say, hey, I’ll bring some ribs and a roast over or a six-pack or a bottle of wine?” They don’t bring anything, you supply it all.

I also suggested he get his financial matters in order to help him save some money for himself and his children’s future. Richard didn’t trust managers, and he refused to give over his power and authority to anyone-except me.

He wanted me to take over his finances, but I refused. “I have a career, too, I reminded him. I need to focus on myself.”

One day, I went in for my annual checkup with my gynecologist. After the exam, he asked me to step into his office to talk.

"Pam, I want to tell you about an epidemic that’s prevalent in Beverly Hills right now. It’s a buildup of cocaine residue around the cervix and in the vagina. You have it. Are you doing drugs?

"No," I said, astonished.

"Well, it’s really dangerous," he went on. "Is your partner putting cocaine on his penis to sustain his erection?"

"No," I said. "not that I know of. It’s not like he has a pile of cocaine next to the bed and he dips his penis in it before we have sex."
Suddenly, I had a nauseating flash of one of Richard’s famous lines: Even my dick has a cocaine jones.

"Are you sure he isn’t doing it in the bathroom before he comes to bed?" the doctor asked.

"That’s a possibility," I said. "You know, I am dating Richard Pryor."

"Oh, my God," he said. "We have a serious problem here. If he’s not putting it on his skin directly, then it’s worse because the coke is in his seminal fluid. You can have some serious cervical and uterine problems. You can even become sterile and you might have to have a hysterectomy.

"Will it ever go away," I asked. "It’ll go away eventually," the doctor said.

In the meantime, he has to wear a condom or you’re going to be a very sick woman.

Later that evening, I told Richard, I have cocaine inside of me. It’s eating me up and it could kill me. Have you been putting it on your penis?

"No. Of course not," he answered quickly. I took a deep breath. "I have to ask you to wear a condom when we have sex."

"What?" was all he said.

I said, “you have to Richard,” I pleaded with him. “Only for a while. I have to get rid of these lesions so I don’t get infections.”

He said, “I hate condoms. I can’t feel anything.”

"Will you at least talk to my doctor?"

"No."

I realized at that moment that I was not truly loved by this man.

-“A Memoir: My Life In Three Acts,” by: Pam Grier with Andrea Cagan

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