I actually didn’t become a member of my mom’s tribe until I was an adult. My dad is Seneca and his tribe is matrilineal. Since my mom is Menominee that meant my dad’s tribe was out. For years, my mom spent a lot of time trying to prove I had enough blood quantum to join her tribe. Eventually, she hired a woman who was…

Indians, horses, and dogs. The three things that are categorized by blood quantum in the US. I’m half Indigenous, with the half coming from two tribes that are referred to as sister tribes. The two tribes speak the same language, have the same traditional foods and dress, we harvest the same wild foods, and our…

Quyanaqpuk for this essay!

So, shoes like Cardi’s are actually way more comfortable than they look. A few years ago I had a pair of platforms with that kind of weird concave - this was after McQueen and Lady Gaga made them popular - and I was surprised at how relatively stable they were. Cardi’s has an even thicker wedge than mine did, probably…

When a gay guy tells a bunch of drunk white women he’s getting a baby you can hear the screaming in space.

Are.... are college-aged white girls not also potentially queer?

I agree with all the very good points you made. Falling into one of these conspiracy holes also gives some people a sense that they are special and smarter than all the rest of us ‘sheeple.’ It gives them a sense of superiority. 

Bahahaha! I bought a pair of gold, heart shaped earrings that say Melanin on them and that was the day I found out a lot of wypipo do not know what Melanin is or means. I was shocked at first (seeing as I work in a law firm with a lot of smart people) and then I had to just settle on “well they don’t have melanin so…

*ahem* Three movies.

Hold on. Did she buy it, or was she wearing it? Wearing it would be dopey. If she just bought it though...it could be a gift?

For the record, a white person wearing this in the wild would look pretty cornball for the obvious reasons in my opinion but that’s about it lol.

I find this funny. The (extremely) white lady that bought the “HIGHLY MELANATED” t-shirt at the Janelle Monae concert for herself I found confusing.

Nyle’s twitter has been poppin, i also really loved these tweets. I feel the same way about Poverty Porn movie

The wheelchair thing happens all the time. My brother is blind and a really fit weight-lifter who works out every day. If he needs help at the airport, they show up with a wheelchair. A few times, they try to insist he sit in it “for liability reasons.” All he needed was a sighted guide to help him get to baggage…

2011 after the Great Recession, I finally got a first payroll check of $3k after 3:30 pm on a Saturday! I was so broke I couldn’t see straight. I found out that day that neither of my two credit unions, nor any banks or check-cashing places are open after 1-2 pm on Saturday! I drove to three different party stores /…

My mother wrote a check to her landscaper and she got a call from the bank when he tried to cash it. She gave them attitude over the phone (“yes, I wrote him that check for that amount, what is the problem?” in her icy code-switch voice) and they stumbled and apologized to HER, but I doubt they apologized to him.

Let’s pause here to examine what happened because there undoubtedly is a white person reading this who wants to say: “I don’t get how this is racist.”

That fucking Youtube side bar has gotten me in more ways than one. I’m a Pagan, so I watch videos of Youtube Pagans. Someone will pop on, and I’ll like what they are selling, but I always research them after watching the first video. They will turn out to be a misogynist/homophobe/racist, so I will not want to watch…

I was with my guy for about a year when we went to his mothers for xmas dinner. We’ve always been very clear that we are DINK life (dual income no kids) and even if that changes we don’t know if it’s an option due to complications when my appendix ruptured epically (if you’re gonna do it, do it to 100%). We were very…

I have two. The first, the worst Xmas of my life when I was home from college at my Mom’s house in Texas. Alcoholic-and-Undiagnosed-BPD-Suffering Mom gave me and my sister a variety of knick-knacks, many of which still had their bargain-bin price stickers on them. We then sat and watched as her shit-ass boyfriend who…