(And that “crazy” isn’t just an offhand word, it’s always crucial to the rhetoric to make sure the violent white person(s) can be at least vaguely described as such, to establish mental instability as the source of their actions.)
The problem with cultural appropriation is that it replaces the original with a copy created by the dominant culture. It dilutes the original, removes all symbolic value from it and replaces it with a ready to consume product devoid of context and meaning.
Cultural appropriation, at its most extreme, is a violent form of colonization because it removes the original group behind the culture and reinforces stereotypes about that group (i.e. ALL First Nation folks are reduced to “war bonnets”, whether their culture uses them or not; all Latin@s are reduced to a stylized version of Catholicism regardless of their spirituality; etc.). The mechanism of commodifying a culture ends up being a tool to re-inforce [sic] racism as it reduces the people behind those cultures to a mere cartoon like representation of their realities. It’s a great way to ultimately Other and objectify entire groups of people by taking something that is dynamic and ever evolving and freezing it for a marketing photo opportunity.
“the thing about patriarchy is that individual men, gay and straight, are often really wonderful people who you love deeply, but they have internalized some really poisonous shit. so every once in a while they say or do something that really shakes you because you’re no longer totally certain they see you as a human being, and you feel totally disempowered to explain that to them.”—
This. So, so much this. So many of the people I care about, especially (but not exclusively, as someone else pointed out) men, have this tendency to just suddenly interrupt their usual wonderfulness with a load of kyriarchical bullshit. It makes me feel immediately alienated and small, even if the issue at hand doesn’t directly relate to a form of oppression I personally experience. And I don’t know how to fight it, particularly without damaging these relationships. I’ve internalized enough of this crap for their arguments to temporarily make enough sense to silence me. (via lizziegoneastray)
“shes a slut shes a slut im beautiful and perfect i am a virgin and better than you for it so why doesnt he love me?im a fucking snowflake fairy so chaste so pure im better than her sob sob sob nag nag nag just say yes bby its a fucking love story tear drops on my guitar why dont you love me i am a white middle class girl and entitled to whatever i want regardless of how you feel and shes a white trash slut WAHHHHH teardrops on my guitar”