I like smoking, drinking, and ordering in restaurants. The trick is not minding that it hurts.
this wind who i am prowls
carefully around this house of you
#commentary
Kanye West is wearing leather jackets with spikes in them, and wearing jeans with metal bands names on them…
can’t wait for every ghetto swag hoodrat to start dressing like metal heads.
Really can’t wait….All the kids who thought people like me were weird for wearing leather jackets or all black with metal band names mocked us.
I’ve been rocking the leather pants and metal band logo for as long as I can remember. Does this mean I’m a hipster and had “swag” before Kanye?
Its not the matter that he’s black. The issue is that he is a mainstream pop/hip-hop person so because of what he wears is “swag” to the mainstream sensation they’re all gonna wear these things which at one point which I was insulted for wearing all the time. So my problem is that I’m gonna see people who mocked me for wearing this attire are now wearing it cause its “hip”.shut up u piece of garbage
black n latin@ ppl have been wearing leather w/ spikes since u were born b. gangs in the 50’s, 60’s, 70’s. u weren’t even of existence then.
go fuck urself pls.
Dear rocknroller25. Sweetheart. you young ignoramus. Just like rocknroll, white people appropriated this look too. No babes, it aint original to you all.
reblogging for the lulz that black people and people of color apparently didn’t dress like ‘punks’ back in the original days of punk. you know, never mind the fact that working-class English skinheads were obsessed with reggae, dancehall, ska (all black music!) and mingled with black people in England before it became “cool.” Nevermind the fact that skin punk, Oi!, ska, and other genres of punk rock were influenced by these musical styles & black people’s swag. Nevermind the fact that Latin@s were a huge part of the 1980s hardcore scene in Los Angeles (hey remember Alice Bag?), or that many white punks, such as Lydon and Strummer, were influenced by black people and different black musical styles. Nevermind that Poly Styrene (half English, half black) was one of the first pioneers of punk rock in the original days.
Also, NOBODY GIVES A SHIT if you wear a leather jacket with spikes. That’s your choice to dress how you want, but nobody will give you shit for being a black person with natural afro hair or dreadlocks, THEY are the ones who get shit from everyone for being black and natural. How about BLACK PUNKS who get more shit than you, for being black, for being punk, and for having an afro or dreadlocks?
And FYI, there are a lot of punks (both black and white, and Latin@ and other races) who happen to be “ghetto swag hoodrats.” It’s really nice of you to show your anti-classist bullshit. GTFO and STFU with your anti-black, anti-class BS.
commentary. i was honestly surprised by how quickly that got racist. like the first sentence was like kanye and leather. me and my roomie been getting on kanye wearing leather everywhere, but just for other reasons. so i wasn’t expecting that next statement about hoodrats and shit. shit got incredibly anti-black at such a fast pace, i was like woah. notice that gendered bit too. well now. tears from “marginalized white people for being punks and having tattoos and wearing black” are pretty yummy too.
#city of god
What should have been swift revenge turned into an all out war. The City of God was divided. You couldn’t go from one section the other, not even to visit a relative. The cops considered anyone living in the slum a hoodlum. People got used to living in Vietnam, and more and more volunteers signed up to die.
When it comes to matters of love, it’s often platonic devotion that proves the most intimate and carries the most weight in one’s life. It’s the love stories of friendship, the decades-spanning, unbreakable connection to someone that stays around as lovers come and go. Yes, romantic love is an all-encompassing illness of the heart, but without a best friend to guide you, life becomes less tolerable. Cinema has long been awash in tales of romantic love, of course, but it’s rare to see a tale of love between two female best friends, especially one that genuinely shows what it is like to have that kind of soul mate, without whom everything else would be askew. But with Noah Baumbach’s latest film, Frances Ha, we see one woman’s journey of self-discovery, ignited by a fractured friendship.
