From @justmangobrown: “Trying to get chores done with a determined cat . Spoiler alert: his persistence always pays off” #catsofinstagram #twitterweek [source: https://ift.tt/2ryvxxt ]
Sometimes cats get stuck in a loop and you just gotta ride it out to the end.
Children/teens aren’t allowed to be sad or in a bad mood because they can get yelled at for it and ridiculed and told to ‘change your attitude or I will for you’, while adults who are sad or in a bad mood, are allowed to yell at and take their frustration out on the kids. Adult privilege huh?
And when the adult is in a bad mood, it’s the kids job to step on eggshells in order to keep them from not exploding, and when they do, it’s on them.
And when the child is in the bad mood, it’s their job to try to hide it, and when they break apart trying to, it’s on them.
What extra sucks about this is that adults literally have more experience, context, perspective, and brain development to help them manage emotions. Adults who do this are shit. We are the adults, we should not be expecting kids who are still developing and learning about the world and trying to figure out their place in it to be the ones who are emotionally mature.
People who treat adulthood like a power trip are honestly shit and should not have authority over kids.
Poem, you sonofabitch, it’s bad enough that I embarrass myself working so hard to get it right even a little, and that little grudging and awkward. But it’s afterwards I resent, when the sweet sure should hold me like a trout in the bright summer stream. There should be at least briefly access to your glamour and tenderness. But there’s always this same old dissatisfaction instead.
Hid art. Made graffiti, smuggled out kids, hid people, preserved knowledge, and kept the truth out of the lies
Not everyone is built to be a fighter. And that’s okay. A war isn’t won by the infantry alone. We need support in this trying time as the great beast called Facism rises. Don’t tolerate intolerance. Stay angry. Stay together. Stay smart.