forumgamer:

WARNING: Movie spoilers for a movie most should have seen by now.

I cannot help liking the movie Juno. The soundtrek is great (IMO), the lead actress is quirky and powerful in her performance, I love the relationship dynamics of her family, and even the prospective adopting parents are not without interest to me, him being no complete asshole (though plenty of priviliged dick), she not completely perfect… it’s rare that you get a believable break-up story with both people being somewhat relatable.

At the same time, I am very much aware that Juno, as far as it touches upon the sensitive issues of abortion and adoption and so on, is somewhat problematic. I do not wish to see the movie destroyed because of it, or even changed, for it is a good movie as it stands. What I WOULD wish for is another movie, a counter-movie, if you want.

Maybe name it Augusta, after the protagonist, a teenage girl getting pregnant accidentally - but this time, the girl would be Afro-American. Like Juno, she should be confident and smart, funny and nonchalant, but also insecure and young. Like Juno, she would consider abortion, but when she visits an abortion clinic, there should not just be one annoying Korean-American girl there doing the protesting, but a bunch of hate-filled, angry white folks who insult her and threaten the abortion provider. Scared off, Augusta would leave and consider adoption instead, like Juno, mayhaps egged on like her by a (white) classmate - only to find out upon doing some research that there’s no seemingly perfect middle-class couple waiting to adopt Augusta’s baby, because, you know, it ain’t that milky-rosy white that’s so damn popular in little poopers.

Disgusted and disappointed by adoption options, Augusta would brave the pro-life hate-crowd again, and enter the abortion centre, where she would NOT find a casual, distant and unsympathetic slob greeting her, but rather understanding, helpful, caring people. She would, on her own accord, decide to go through with the abortion, and it would work out fine. She’d leave the clinic relieved, and ready to face her life, which will be difficult enough without the added difficulty of a pregnancy and a baby to care for. She may or may not end up with the guy she slept with leading to her pregnancy, whatever, I am not particular. Augusta can do what she wants and whatever makes her happy. I want an upbeat ending though, because I am a sucker for those, I admit, with Augusta having grown through her experience, and now more ready and able to face and overcome bigotry and hate such as found in the anti-choice movement.

Might be a good movie, don’t you think?

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regulard:

If you’re an only child, you’re lucky.
If you’re an only child, you don’t have to worry about who’s the favourite. You don’t have to learn to accept that you are not the favourite. On Christmas and Birthdays, you don’t have to see that your sibling got something better, more expensive, with more thought put into it. You don’t have to be jealous. You don’t have your grades compared. You don’t have someone trying to take your stuff, or eating all your favourite food before you’ve had any. You don’t have to share the attention. You don’t have to share the computer, tv, PS3. You don’t have to share a room. You don’t get yelled at for something someone else did, simply because your parents are frustrated.

But if you aren’tan only child, if you have siblings, I think you’re luckier.
Because, if you do have siblings, you have someone to laugh with. Someone to share a room with. Someone to name, because your parents couldn’t think of a name. Someone to pick out the perfect Christmas or Birthday present for, and watch open it with delight. Someone who you can bitch with when your parents yell at you, and who will understand exactly what you mean. Someone you can play PS3 with all the time. Someone who will make you watch Jersey Shore, and then laugh at it with. Someone who will tell you about the songs the younger generation is listening to. Someone who will tell you what those songs actually mean. Someone who will help you with your schoolwork, even if they barely passed that class themselves. Someone you can fight with, denounce as your sibling forever, and then laugh about it years later. Someone you can love, even if they’re the favourite. Someone you don’t mind being the favourite, because they’re so awesome. Someone who is there for you when your parents just don’t understand.
Someone you can laugh with, and someone you can love, even when you don’t like them.

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never

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ethiopienne:

sumney:

I get it now.

All my life, I grew up being told that “black” names are ghetto and held by people who are likely to be trashy. If you know a girl named Laquisha, Latoya, Shaniqua, or Kelendria, she’s probably the neighborhood hoodrat, and even names like Tyrone and Tyrese are blacklisted in our society (pun intended). Statistically, it’s been proven that resumes and job applications that bear these names are more likely to go unread or end up in the trash can. [Translation: you’re less likely to be hired if you are obviously black.] 

But of course, names are alright if they are unquestionably mainstream (read: white) - Benjamin, Elizabeth, William, etc. Names are also fine if they are from a minority culture, as long as they are not identifiably a product of African-American culture; Alejandra, Lucia, Ivanka, Pierre, Elena, Boris, and Armando, are acceptable, exotic, and can even be beautiful. You might get teased on the playground, but your name is less likely to be a stigma or bad luck charm that follows you for the rest of your life.

When I worked at Hollister (not something I’m proud of), one of my white bosses was named Chante. She told me how people were often surprised when they met her, and would say thinks like “you’re not black!” or “what a ghetto name for a little white girl!” Turns out, her name was French. Her family was French. But because Chante has become such a popular name in the black American community, people have started to see it as ghetto. It’s losing its value because it’s associated with blackness.

A few weeks ago, I met a black girl named Shizuki. I immediately thought what an interesting ghetto name. I’m not exempt from prejudice. Such thoughts come to me once in a while, and I have to reprimand myself for upholding racist ideals instilled in me by American society. I asked her what her name meant, and she told me it was Japanese. Turns out, she was born in Japan and grew up there. Imagine how stupid I felt - and rightly so.

And now I suddenly understand why black names are frowned upon. Because things that are black, in this country, are ghetto. “Ghetto” is synonymous with poor, trashy, uncivilized, and ill-mannered. Because black names are ghetto, they are inherently ugly and unattractive, and names likes Tierra and Mo’nique (which I find aesthetically pleasing) will automatically be regarded as ugly. Simply put, the only reason why black names are bad… is because they are held by black people.

Bolding for emphasis mine.

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