Hi. My name is Ben. I reblog stuff I like, which tends to vary quite a lot. I also post about my life occasionally. I'm 20 and a senior in college (which is scary) with an individual major combining digital media and programming with the fine arts. That's about it.
During World War One, 10% of all casualties were civilians.
During World War Two, the number of civilian deaths rose to 50%.
During the Vietnam War, 70% of all casualties were civilians.
In the war in Iraq, civilians account for up to 90% of all deaths.
The War You Don’t See by John Pilger. (via sandysays)
but the news calls them
civilians enemy combatants so people look away and ignore it
Imperialist profiling: all Brown, Black and Muslim people living in the Middle East, Central Asia and North Africa are “potential terrorists” now. (via dancing-painted-bears)
Maybe I should break into people’s houses and call the people who live there burglars. That’s what the government does.
I’m writing my essay on cyber-bullying right now
and there was this article that said “anon hate hurts us because when we read it, we don’t hear the attacker’s voice, we hear our own”
and that’s a really good observation.
hey girls friendly reminder that if another girl is being mean to you, avoid calling her a bitch, slut, or whore, because it’s likely there will be dudebros nearby and if you say that they might think it’s ok to say that to other women. Call her “motherfucking shithead” or “cranberry fucknut” or something that’s genderneutral. If we wanna change we gotta start somewhere
cranberry fucknut is my new favourite insult.
I love that feeling you get when you don’t remember that you’re reading. When you’re so captured by a book that you forget you’re reading the words. All you see is the descriptions and conversations that being to play out like a movie in your head. You don’t even think about it. Then before you know it, you’ve read 100 pages without realizing it. That’s probably the best feeling in the world.