Rip In Peace

The backlash was a major lawsuit from 9 tribes alongside other lawsuits from advocacy groups like NDN Collective. You can support NDN Collective by donating to them here.

Every passing moment brings more worry for Ahmed's family. Please don't wait, donate now and help support his mother's treatment.

All Ahmed wants is a chance to get his mother the treatment she needs. If you can help, now is the time. Donate today, and don't let this plea go unanswered.

love it when people are acting naive/obtuse, like i just saw popular tweet "why s1 of iwtv is the only one that doesn't have perfect rating on rotten tomatoes, i felt like it was the best one?". like, dude, the answer is anti-black racism. the show was review bombed. look at the comments under the trailer for s1, it's mostly racists hating on jacob. obviously reviews for s2 & s3 are mostly from the fans of the show! how long people can play ignorant and ask these questions, we all know why & we need to call it out instead.

gentle psa to new comic artists about a problem i also suffered from: slow quiet pacing is totally fine BUT if that's not what you're deliberately going for, you CAN fit more Story Progression on the page. no, more than that. more than that even. i promise if you don't want it to a single action doesn't need to take a whole page to illustrate each of its steps, a lot of connecting magic happens in the gutters i /promise/ if you draw someone pulling up in a car then skip to them walking in the door with groceries we will Understand that they unloaded the car and unlocked the house you feel me

I'm gonna be honest for a second. I cant believe people still care about Taylor swift.

your cat was an honor to see in the window

@poison-tipped-nerf-dart

I write to you with tears in my eyes. The genocide killed our provider, the one who gave us food and clean water. My older brother was our support; he provided food for us and my mother, who was suffering from cancer. My brother was killed by a treacherous bullet to the head; he died instantly. My mother's health deteriorated afterward until she died from the hunger and disease that ravaged her body. My brother, my father, and I were left alone, with nothing to satisfy our hunger or silence our gnawing stomachs

Our bodies have been weakened by lack of food and clean water, and diseases have taken hold. I am now suffering from chest pain; I have been struck by a wheezing that causes shortness of breath and has confined me to bed. I find it difficult to move. Meanwhile, my younger brother and my frail father, who is suffering from the pain of loss and hunger, remain

Please help us, don't leave us to die. My illness has worsened and the pain has increased. How difficult the nights are! Every night the pain intensifies because of the extreme hunger. Please help us, don't leave us to die. Perhaps with a little, you can save a poor family. We only need $250. Please, you are our only hope. 😭😭💔

Oh God, help us! What is this pain? My stomach hurts so much from hunger. Please help us! You are our only hope. Don't leave us to die. Please help us! We only need $200. Please donate! 💔💔😭

Please help us! The pain is unbearable. Oh God, I've never been so hungry before. It's excruciating. Please donate and save us from death. I can't take it anymore. Please don't leave us to die. Don't delay in helping us. Please, we only need $190. Please donate. 💔😭😭

The Ojibwe nailed it. Wawa is exactly the right name for a goose.

my heart does kind of die a little when people gender children who are too young to communicate that determination for themselves. it's so normalized as to be practically universal but it's also the first in a long line of decisions taken away from every trans child

"it's safe to assume they're cis" do you not conceive of their transness as a real possibility? if they do turn out to be trans, they now have to make that assertion against what the dominant authorities in their lives have been saying since their brain was at its most impressionable

I miss when this was still even a discussion on the table. I miss when I thought I could look forward to a future where children like me wouldn't have to languish for so long before being able to be our authentic selves

at every step of the way we live in a world that refuses to account for us, and it falls to our shoulders to push to be respected, considered, accounted for. it's exhausting, it's isolating, it's terrifying, and increasingly it seems like fewer and fewer people are willing to come to our corner