Scary world …

So Donald Trump is president. Donald Trump is president. I’ve been repeating it in my mind since it was confirmed around 2 am. The people of the United States have elected a man that used bigotry and bullying to secure his spot? He fed fear and racism to people that were previously hiding their cravings. He disrespected women in the name of patriarchy. 

Donald Trump, the business man, the hotel owner, is now in charge of our military, our finances, our society. The man who called Mexicans rapists, Muslims terrorist, mocked the disabled, verbally sexually harassed women, is now in charge. 

His win is a reflection of a society unwilling to change, unwilling to accept. When racist ideologies can take the forefront of your campaign, you know there’s something wrong. He blatantly bullied his republican opponents to the point that they dropped out. He stooped to a spiteful level and was rewarded for it.

I don’t know Trump, maybe this was all a clever ruse. Maybe he doesn’t believe the things he said, maybe he spewed hatred because he knew it would garner votes. Maybe he cheated. Maybe the Russians hacked it. But it doesn’t matter. 

There are so many people that aren’t ready for a female president. It was hard enough to give it to a black man, but a women? No way. Dating back to the 19th century this is a pattern. White men would rather give a black man than give a women. Black men had the right to vote before women. 

There are so many people that are prejudiced. These people believe the stereotypes and dislike people they’ve probably never met. They dislike entire groups of people for what a small percentage has done, for things every race/religion is guilty of. He is a representation of extremism. 

I feel like we will end up living in some kind of dystopian society. Like his presidency may change things to make us a “better” society but ultimately making us worse. Progress is a slow process, but our progression has just halted. 

What will he change? Will there be a war? Will the US economy improve? What does this mean for race relations? What dos this mean for women reproductive rights? What dos this mean for the LGBTQ community? What does this mean for the little boys and girls of varying races, religions, nationalities that dream of being president? 

Find out in 2017, after the inauguration.

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Introducing Me…

Due to a lack of satisfaction in my social life, I have turned to the internet lol. I have always enjoyed writing and love watching videos on YouTube, this is why I decided to start my blog. I’ve been planning, starting and never continuing writing a blog since I was about twelve. But now I’m trying to keep it up. With that being said, I’d appreciate if You guys would watch my YouTube videos! 

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Awkward Intro VLOG

Trying New Things

Something I’m learning is that you have to try new things. You can’t wait for other people to do things with you. You can’t wait for “the right time”. You can’t care what other people will think, what they’ll say. You just have to do what you want, for you. Trying new things is part of growing up. New experiences and new people can change you and enhance your outlook on life. 

I am a pretty reserved person, not necessarily shy, but just to myself. I guess I’m introverted. This part of my personality has often held be back from activities, relationships, and experiences. At 22, i decided that I have to break out of that. I’m giving advice to others that they should do whatever they want. You are the captain of your ship. You control your life and it’s your job to grow. Growing is a journey achieveable through exploration. Good and bad moments are essential to becoming who you are.

In order to become who I want to be, who I’m destined to be, to discover who I am, I am deciding to try new things. Anything that doesn’t make me happy, better, healthier, or money can be gone. Happiness is my ultimate goal. Being content and comfortable can leave you stagnant and eventually lead to a rut. So break out!! That’s what I’m doing. 
Buy that dress. Take that trip. Make that video. Ask for that guy’s number. Live your best life!!! And don’t ever be afraid! Try new things. Just try. 

ο»ΏIs Social Media Killing The Real You?

With the invention and popularity of a variety of social media outlets, it has become common that more people spend time on their phones than on in person social interactions. We aim to impress people we’ve never met, we want to put out a good image. We creat false personas to be idolized. And some of us follow. Following trends is no longer limited to fashion. Nowadays even thoughts are trending.

Social media, a great connector and alternative to normal media outlets, is poisoned with opinions and judgements of everyday people. Objectivity is a long forgotten concept. Comment boxes and likes destroy lives, careers, relationships, and more. It has even become difficult to differentiate between true historical facts and current news from fabricated ones. 

Social media really makes it hard for some people to have original thoughts. A Facebook/Instagram/Twitter post should not dictate your friendships, relationships, sex, or your opinion. It shouldn’t be to shame you for your lifestyle choices. There isn’t only one way to be something or do something. I also feel like some people don’t even have real opinions anymore. They just latch on to what’s trending on social media. They don’t express their true feelings out of fear of being attacked online. 
Feelings are also touchy with the emergence of social media. Faithfulness and trust often come into question with the ability to keep up with your exes, like photos of other attractive people, and express your every thought. People post about their partners when they’re angry, inviting others into their bedrooms. People post about their partners when they’re happy, inviting jealousy. They are able to keep in touch with exes, even if not on purpose. They are able to follow, like, and DM people who they find attractive. Too many ways to destroy the sacredness of a partnership.

Many people’s aspirations have been r ducked to achieving internet fame. Whether it be YouTube or Instagram, platforms that pay popular users for advertising, content, etc, it has become a job for some people. It makes it easier to become famous but harder to become skilled or valued. 

Social media is for popularity, not for love or stability. It’s not even for originality. 

When Your Culture is a Trend for Sale

Cultural appropriation is when someone, outside of a culture, takes credit for creations of that culture. For example: 


When Kim Kardashian started wearing CORNROWS/CANEROWS/STRAIGHT-BACKS, she was given credit for this style that is popular amongst African American males and females of all ages. It is a style that we wore as children, that we wear as a protective style as an adult, etc. Cosmpolitan magazine, MTV, and other Kardashian loving outlets rudely renamed the style as “boxer braids”. Why? No, cornrows are not exclusive to African Americans but it is a style we are well known for and a decades old hairstyle. These media outlets have done it countless times especially when it pertains to the Kardashian sisters, who one could argue wish they were black. This happens often with a lot of other black created fashion. HOWEVER, sometimes I believe it is innocent. The media outlet. Whatever writer, stylist, or designer is one who coins a new term for the pre existing style without giving credit. Sometimes the wearers are innocently caught in the cross fire. Having no prior knowledge they go with what they see.

One of my classmates during my Spring semester in NYC was an example of this. She’s Asian. She was always fun and quirky. The class was pretty diverse, there were two black students (myself and another girl), a couple white, a couple East Indians (India, Pakistan, etc), and different Spanish (Mexican, Puerto Rican) students. One day my Asian friend, came in raving about boxer braids. She saw them on Kim K and had to try them. the other black girl and I gave her an incredulous look and corrected her. “You mean cornrows?” She said yea and gave a half apology. She was joking and didn’t note the seriousness of it. Although she recognized the absurdity and cultural appropriation of the term. I even braided her hair which was difficult. Unlike the curl unless and coarseness of African American hair, Asian and European hair tend to be silky, too silky to hold a braid. She was happy and I brushed of being slightly offended because technically she was just a victim of our media.

But the term “culture appropriation” and the saying  “everybody wanna be black til it’s time to be black” honestly annoys me. I feel like people literally call anything cultural appropriation these days & black people seem to think we’re immune from appropriating other cultures. It’s 2016, social media dictates everything, what’s popular is what’s popular. If hairstyles, clothing, songs, etc are trending PEOPLE ARE GOING TO DO IT IF THEY LIKE IT REGARDLESS OF THEIR RACE. Unlike prior decades, African American culture is pretty accepted in mainstream media. African American culture is not the same as African culture. So a lot of things are no longer exclusive to black people. We are not the only culture that experiences this stealing of culture. It’s 2016 and people still dress like Native Americans for Halloween, traditional Indian/middle eastern cultural clothing is still worn for wedding themes (saris, etc). Moccasins are popular shoes but native Americans don get credit for those.  Just because someone wants to wear braids, doesn’t mean they have to support the struggle. The dashiki shirts aren’t even authentic, y’all don’t buy it from the African guy who sits in the braiding salon or has a shop selling them, everyone only started wearing them because they became popular. 


Images of the Kardashians are used because they are currently the faces of cultural appropriation with “boxer braids”, fake butts, etc.