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—Dora J. Arod (via observando)



Systematic oppression, as told by Deaf Youth USA.

[Interpreted by me. Not an exact transliteration or transcription. But I think it’s important that people understand this message. We are all part of the oppression and social injustice. Every single day. But when we understand it, we can then help become part of the change.]

Man: “Systematic oppression is simply oppression by what I will call “the system”. And by this, I mean the legal, federal or educational systems to give a few examples. The people who are part of “the system” are typically white, straight, able-bodied men. These are the privileged. They set a standard that affect our ideology of what is considered acceptable or “normal.” And it is this view that leads to other communities and individuals being rejected by the majority. Minorities, like the Deaf community, that in some way do not “fit in,” suffer the consequences and are persecuted by the system. “

Woman: “While some of you may feel that this doesn’t apply to you, I assure you this isn’t the case. To turn a blind eye to this problem perpetuates systematic oppression. Even if you feel like you are not the problem, you become part of the oppression if you continue to ignore it, making you an oppressor of these rejected groups as well. “

Man: “Of the privileges I names earlier, many people feel they need to be all of them in order to be part of the system. But For each one you have, whether it is your ethnicity, sexuality, ability to hear or any other, the point is you have privileges over minorities who do not meet these standards. To have even one of these is to have privilege, and ignorance only gives power to different versions of systematic oppression.”

Woman: “Now, if you want to stop perpetuating systematic oppression the very first thing you need to do is understand the privileges you have. We need to understand we are part of the problem before we can begin to find the solution. But once we accept this, we can learn how to be better allies towards these minorities. We can start to understand and respect people who are different than us. And we can begin to spread awareness to others who are part of the system. There is only hope for social justice if we can first recognize the injustice.”

(Source: mariozeldapokemon)



This Teacher Asked Her Students to Write to an Author. Kurt Vonnegut Wrote Back This

In 2006 Ms. Lockwood, an English teacher at Xavier High School, asked her students to write a letter to a famous author. She wanted them discuss the author’s work and ask for advice. Kurt Vonnegut (1922 – 2007) was the only one to write back and his advice is worth reading. 

Dear Xavier High School, and Ms. Lockwood, and Messrs Perin, McFeely, Batten, Maurer and Congiusta:

I thank you for your friendly letters. You sure know how to cheer up a really old geezer (84) in his sunset years. I don’t make public appearances any more because I now resemble nothing so much as an iguana.

What I had to say to you, moreover, would not take long, to wit: Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing, painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how well or badly, not to get money and fame, but to experience becoming, to find out what’s inside you, to make your soul grow.

Seriously! I mean starting right now, do art and do it for the rest of your lives. Draw a funny or nice picture of Ms. Lockwood, and give it to her. Dance home after school, and sing in the shower and on and on. Make a face in your mashed potatoes. Pretend you’re Count Dracula.

Here’s an assignment for tonight, and I hope Ms. Lockwood will flunk you if you don’t do it: Write a six line poem, about anything, but rhymed. No fair tennis without a net. Make it as good as you possibly can. But don’t tell anybody what you’re doing. Don’t show it or recite it to anybody, not even your girlfriend or parents or whatever, or Ms. Lockwood. OK?

Tear it up into teeny-weeny pieces, and discard them into widely separated trash recepticals. You will find that you have already been gloriously rewarded for your poem. You have experienced becoming, learned a lot more about what’s inside you, and you have made your soul grow.

God bless you all!

Kurt Vonnegut

(via flomation)