Yep, my feelings exactly.
Calavera doorway on Flickr.
Mural in progress on Flickr.
King Kong breaking free on Flickr.
Damaged advertising wall at the Powell Street BART station in downtown San Francisco.
The distilled essence of AAA video games. Bioshock Infinite promotional statue of Booker protecting Elizabeth with missing gun.
Sometimes people try to destroy you, precisely because they recognize your power — not because they don’t see it, but because they see it and they don’t want it to exist. —
bell hooks (via blackrebelsoul)
Things to remind oneself while reading messages from internet trolls.
(Source: tirhase, via microaggressions)
When the Tunnel Man in Spelunky told me he needed the golden key from the mines I thought it was completely impossible. But after 100+ attempts I finally did it.
GTA V has little room for women except to portray them as strippers, prostitutes, long-suffering wives, humorless girlfriends and goofy, new-age feminists we’re meant to laugh at. Characters constantly spout lines that glorify male sexuality while demeaning women, and the billboards and radio stations of the world reinforce this misogyny, with ads that equate manhood with sleek sports cars while encouraging women to purchase a fragrance that will make them “smell like a bitch.” Yes, these are exaggerations of misogynistic undercurrents in our own society, but not satirical ones. With nothing in the narrative to underscore how insane and wrong this is, all the game does is reinforce and celebrate sexism. The beauty of cruising in the sun-kissed Los Santos hills while listening to “Higher Love” by Steve Winwood turns sour really quick when a voice comes on the radio that talks about using a woman as a urinal. — Carolyn Petit, Gamespot review of GTA V (via femfreq)