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Transparent Is 'Best Show of the Year'

I agree wholeheartedly. After binge-watching all 10 episodes this past weekend, I have to say that this show is even more than I was hoping for. Some people, I know, aren’t happy about it because Jeffrey Tambor is not trans in real life, but he meticulously researched this role and the director/producer made ever effort to hire trans people to work on the set and even used gender-neutral bathrooms while filming.

For all of you who have been clamoring for more trans representation in the media, this is a must-watch. It’s endearing, heartfelt and the characters are so human. I am already re-watching it for all the nuances that I missed during my first go-around. 

Cannot recommend this show highly enough. It’s absolutely brilliant.

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socialjusticekoolaid:

Last Night in Ferguson (9.28-9.29): Last night’s protest was one of the in Ferguson this month, proving once again that the residents of Ferguson/STL County are some of the most resilient and inspiring in all the land. The police were literally holding peaceful protesters hostage late into the night (folks who were complying with all police requests) so they could negotiate with the remaining folks to leave, but the protesters didn’t back down. Eventually all arrestees were released, and many plan to be back out there tonight.

Injustice in Ferguson continues, but despite it, community now thrives too. This is still happening. Are you still paying attention? #staywoke #farfromover

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“There will be a few times in your life when all your instincts will tell you to do something, something that defies logic, upsets your plans, and may seem crazy to others. When that happens, you do it. Listen to your instincts and ignore everything else. Ignore logic, ignore the odds, ignore the complications, and just go for it.”

—   Judith McNaught, Remember When (via kushandwizdom)

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viviensleigh:

Happy Birthday Madeline Kahn!
(September 29, 1942 - December 3, 1999)

She was really a great gift to us all. … I saw art [in her], not just funny. But I saw a person who was gifted with art. I don’t think there’s anything that Madeline Kahn couldn’t do. Nobody could approach the magnificence and wonder of Madeline Kahn.

-Mel Brooks

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“The people who are meant to be in your life will always gravitate back towards you, no matter how far they wander.”

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caseyanthonyofficial:

This was one of the funniest jokes in film history

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vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.

vegansanfrancishet:

So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.

Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.

Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.

This time, though. This was a good cry.

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