M.I.A. shitting on ignorant opinions
This isn’t a Nazi Swastika what so ever, as a JEW I can recognize this unlike some people.
Gonna quote straight from wikipedia here.
It is a symbol among the ancient Celts, Indians, and Greeks,as well as in later Buddhism,Jainism,Hinduism,and Nazism,among other cultures and religions.
The word swastika derives from the Sanskrit root ssu(“Good”),asti(“to be”),andka(making)The older term gammadion cross derives from its appearance, which is identical to four Greek gamma letters affixed to each other.
What I find interesting is that this is actually a very very good representation of what can happen when white people culturally appropriate something.
The Swastika, long before the Nazis came about and started brandishing their own bastardization of it, had a strong religious and cultural significance to a LOT of people.
It didn’t represent anything evil, it didn’t represent a dictatorship that perpetuated one of the most well known genocides taught today.
It only started having this horrible association in the 1920’s when the Nazi party appropriated it as for their logo.
White people, white supremacists, taking something with an already well established past and meaning; and placing their own over it.
Because of these people, swastikas that do not have anything to do with the Nazi party are demonized in most people’s eyes because they don’t know any better, because white people wiped out it’s original meaning in white culture.
People seriously need to learn some history.
THIS is the sort of damage that cultural appropriation can do in the long run.
Young couple cuddling as they sit down in a hole in the sand while others lie around behind them on a hot Independence Day at the beach. Photo by Ralph Crane, 1949.
can a picture get any more perfect or
"Sometimes I feel like I can’t hold on much longer, I feel like I’m losing my grip. Do you know what I mean? Its a mood, it comes and goes, I get to the edge and stare into the pit, then I pull back, things get better, the mood passes."
now that twitter auto saves the last draft i can remember who i was yesterday without even wanting to. my heart hurts today but yesterday i felt nothing at all. quoting myself but not knowing how to frame it. typical me.