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nonconforming women are hated for rising above their station. for having too much self-respect.
nonconforming women are stereotyped as aggressive feminists, spinsters, lesbians, mentally ill, or wanting to be men... just because they want to be treated equally.
when a woman refuses to wear makeup, shave her body, or wear high heels, and instead dresses in a typical 'male' way, she's not any less clean, but is treated as a dirty even though she's meeting the standard men are held to. she's refusing to do all the little extras because they serve only to demean her for men's enjoyment.
ask yourself this: what would happen if men were asked to do all these things (makeup, shaving his body, wearing heels, not to mention all the social things like raising kids etc)? they would laugh! so why do women do them?
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kellymagovern · 11 months
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jmsclipart · 29 days
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painting of swiss rebels from the 50s-60s
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planet-gay-comic · 3 months
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The Robber and the Prince
"A handsome young prince lost in the woods. Then robbers seized him, yet one of the robbers loved this prince. I love you my prince. I love you my robber. Dark and gold."
Original German text: "Ein schöner junger Prinz verirrte sich im Wald. Da packten ihn die Räuber, doch einer von den Räubern, liebte diesen Prinzen. Ich liebe dich mein Prinzen. Ich liebe dich mein Räuber. Dunkel und Gold"
These lines from the song "Der Räuber und der Prinz" by Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft (DAF) encapsulate more than just an unusual narrative. It is a poetic depiction of love and desire that challenges societal norms and expectations. Released in the early 80s, this song is emblematic of how DAF explored themes of sexuality, identity, and nonconformity in their music.
DAF, often regarded as pioneers of electronic music and the Neue Deutsche Welle, have left an indelible mark on music history. With their radical aesthetic, provocative lyrics, and minimalist synthesizer sounds, Gabi Delgado-López and Robert Görl represented an art form that consciously deviated from the commercial pop and rock music traditions of their time.
DAF's significance to the LGBT movement in the 80s cannot be overstated. At a time when LGBT rights were largely ignored or openly opposed, DAF offered a rare glimpse into queer love and desire. "Der Räuber und der Prinz" stands out for its story of unexpected and socially taboo love that defies conventional narratives.
The fact that one of the band members, Gabi Delgado-López, openly lived his bisexuality, lent DAF's music authenticity and a political dimension. Their songs were not just expressions of personal freedom and sexual liberation but also acts of resistance against the repressive social norms of the time.
DAF's influence extends beyond the boundaries of music. They helped increase the visibility of LGBT themes in the public sphere and initiated a dialogue on gender, sexuality, and identity that continues today. Their fearless commitment to individuality and nonconformity makes them icons of the LGBT movement and pioneers of a cultural revolution that began in the 80s and echoes in today's society.
"The Robber and the Prince" thus symbolizes not only DAF's artistic vision but also a moment of emancipation in the history of the LGBT movement. The song and the band itself remind us that love in all its forms should be celebrated and that music can be a powerful force for change and acceptance.
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otherkinberry · 4 months
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Voidpunk/terrorpunk is actually such an euphoric label for me.
It's such a rebellion. It's my rebellion. It's not something you can use against me anymore.
You are right, I'm not the same as you. And I'm rejecting you too! So fuck you!
I am different from you. And at least I'm working to be happy! I'm finding folks who are like me. Who love me. Who accept me. So-
Fuck "normalcy"! Fuck cringe culture! Fuck conforming! Fuck being palatable!
Fuck you!
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Omni Nonconforming
A term where one is nonconforming in more way than one (eg. being gender nonconforming, pronoun nonconforming and label nonconforming at once)
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stupidfckingcat · 7 days
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for the last time alternative subcultures are about nonconformity and calling someone a poser for liking popular alternative music/saying newer music artists from that subculure are posers goes against the basics of being alternative (im looking at everyone saying artists like odetari, rebzyyx and 6arelyhuman arent scene bc theyre new)
this is alternative music genres and style, not vintage club
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danskjavlarna · 8 months
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kellymagovern · 7 months
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Do you know what intelligence is? It is the capacity, surely, to think freely without fear, without a formula, so that you begin to discover for yourself what is real, what is true; but if you are frightened you will never be intelligent.
Most of us, as we grow older, become frightened; we are afraid of living, afraid of losing a job, afraid of tradition, afraid of what the neighbors, or what the wife or husband would say, afraid of death. Most of us have fear in one form or another; and where there is fear there is no intelligence.
It is very easy to conform to what your society or your parents and teachers tell you. That is a safe and easy way of existing; but that is not living, because in it there is fear, decay, death. To live is to find out for yourself what is true, and you can do this only when there is freedom, when there is continuous revolution inwardly, within yourself.
But you are not encouraged to do this; no one tells you to question, to find out for yourself what God is, because if you were to rebel you would become a danger to all that is false. Your parents and society want you to live safely, and you also want to live safely. Living safely generally means living in imitation and therefore in fear.
—Jiddu Krishnamurti
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lobster-x · 3 months
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Awkward Astronomical Anomoly, 2024. Getting lost in the details. #art #artist #painting #acrylicpainting #draw #acrylicpens #posca #poscapens #orange #black #white #surreal #surrealart #abstractart #weird #weirdart #strange #create #creativity #unique #oddities #odd
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chilli-talks-a-lot · 6 months
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School Continues to Make my Blood Boil
When I was a little goody-two-shoes seven-year-old I was friends with a lot of the "bad" kids. Usually, they got in trouble for not being able to focus, or being too loud, or moving too much. Which is dumb (they probably just had adhd). And then, they were scrutinized and excluded, and labeled as "the bad kids" even though they were really nice. This just pushed them to be worse. To give in. I really wished there was something I could do, but I was 7.
I remember I was sent to go pick up one of my "bad" friends from a teacher's classroom because he wasn't allowed to go to recess. I stood in the doorway, trying to get his attention by saying his name, but the teacher (who still works there, years later) yelled at me for interrupting her class. Scared the shit out of little me. I didn't go back after that.
I remember seeing that same "bad" friend stab himself in the forehead with a participation medal he got from karate class.
I never really saw him after that. I would still hear his name get called on the intercom, but we never got to talk again. I wonder how he's doing now.
I've had a lot of friends who've had ADHD, and seeing them struggle makes me so angry. The school system has failed them.
I feel like, school, from a young age, has made us forget that people, even if they deviate from the normal, are still people. Witnessing this, in real time, has made me realize how bad schools are when it comes to reinforcing conformity and perpetuating ableism.
People at my school make jokes saying the r-slur or making fun of sped kids or saying things in a "sped voice" and hitting their chests all the time. Hell, even a teacher did that today. They don't deserve this.
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gayrockanthem · 7 months
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As a gender nonconforming person, I don't understand cis. I legit thought people perform assigned at birth gender coz we're taught/forced to. Like we're kinda supposed to be uncomfortable and play pretend/play the role as long as we live. I remember when it occurred to me that cis people do it because they enjoy it. It feels right to them. Comfortable.
It's so weird. How can they like *that*?
On a flip side, I get why cis people don't understand trans. But I will never get why so many of them react to us with hate and violence.
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vavandeveresfan · 2 years
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This isn’t timely *at all.*
One of the original Charles Addams cartoons done for The New Yorker in the 40s.
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The Addams Family series, on which Charles Addams consulted, took several of the original cartoons and turned them into scenes or entire episodes.
In this one, Morticia and Gomez try to deal with their son Pugsley’s sudden interest in “normal” things.
This reminds me of the talks my school counselors tried to have with my Mom about me wearing all black, not having “School Spirit,” spending lunch alone drawing or watching animals in the nearby woods, and being a “tomboy.”  Those poor, sad, stupid school counselors.  ;-)
Just as timely now as it was in 1964. (FYI, the show mentions beatniks because hippies weren’t a thing yet in 1964.)
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Sage’s Headcanon Event Day 18. Nonconformity: 
Pallan Nonconforming Nimona and Double Trouble • Chrono Nonconforming Wally Darling and Alador Blight • Pronoun Nonconforming Eda Clawthrone, Raine Whispers, Alador Blight and Darius Deamonne • Sex Nonconforming Darius Deamonne and Raine Whispers • Name Nonconforming Darius Deamonne and Alador Blight • Gender Half-conforming and Genitalia Nonconforming Alador Blight • AGAB Nonconforming Steve • Human Nonconforming Luz Noceda
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By: Adam B. Coleman
Published: Mar 11, 2024
As a child, I never felt like I was “enough.” I wasn’t enough to keep my father involved in my life, I wasn’t confident enough in myself, and I wasn’t black enough for anyone’s standards.
I’ve never kept up with anyone’s standard of blackness, regardless of whether they were white or black, throughout my life. When I lived in the suburbs and rural areas, it wouldn’t be uncommon for me to be referred to as “White Adam” by some of my white classmates followed by a jovial laugh. I was the punchline of the moment but with every lame comment about how “white” I dressed or talked, it weakened my resolve for pursuing other people’s acceptance.
When I lived in neighborhoods that featured more children who looked like me, I didn’t quite fit in with them either. However, instead of mocking me, they often distanced themselves from me.
I lived in four states before the age of 18, and every time you move you must start over with gaining acceptance and galvanizing new friendships. The older you get, the more difficult it becomes.
When I moved to New Jersey from Upstate New York, I transferred from a middle school where I was one of only four black kids to one where nearly half of the kids were black. I remember noticing how I dressed differently than everyone else; this difference was inescapable.
To try to fit in, I bought some stereotypical hip-hop gear. Suddenly people liked me and treated me differently. Two girls thought I was cute and the black kids who previously ignored me were noticing my existence and complimenting my “upgrade”.
But I felt like a fraud. I was uncomfortable becoming someone I wasn’t. My makeover only lasted a couple of weeks before I went back to my old self and the dynamic between me and my classmates returned to its discouraging normality.
As a teenager, your identity and how you want to be seen are already some of the hardest things to navigate, but what makes it even harder is the pressure from others to become something unfamiliar to you because it makes them feel comfortable.
I was told that I hated myself, hated being black, and if I could’ve wished for anything, it was to be white: but of course, none of this was true.
If I dated a white girl, then it was allegedly because I hated all black women, but the truth was that black girls didn’t like me at the time: I wasn’t “black” enough for them.
My community’s objective was to shame me into compliance, become what they wanted, and ultimately relinquish my power of individuality for superficial group acceptance. They felt the need to gatekeep my interests, mannerisms, and romantic partners, or else I’d be excommunicated from “my people” indefinitely.
What was ironic about all of this is that I accepted their choices to express themselves as black people in whichever way they chose to, even if it was sometimes stereotypical. “Blackness” shouldn’t be defined by the group, but by the individual. You decide what being black means for yourself.
Humans are group-oriented creatures; it’s natural to want to find your tribe and conform to their practices. We want to find belonging within a culture, but this can go too far. When it does, we become rigid and authoritarian in what we deem as the acceptable characteristics for members of the group.
The group gatekeepers seek power via control and will use shaming tactics to make you second guess who you are. They know that black sheep have the power to overthrow them by inspiring the group to change their status quo behavior.
If you stick your neck out, take a social beating, and still remain resolute in your stance, people will notice.
For every failed campaign to destroy the black sheep, more people complying merely out of fear are encouraged to be brave enough to question the herd.
Those arrows that I took as a child only made me stronger as an adult, and I realized that I’m stronger than most because of the emotional bruising I took for my defiance in allowing them to define my identity.   
Defying social pressure to become something that I didn’t feel comfortable with as a child made me resilient to the shaming tactics of adults who actively attempt to make me bend into the figure they’re more comfortable with.
The people who gatekeep how I express myself politically based on racial expectations are no different than those grade school children who demanded conformity—both are uncomfortable when you choose yourself over the group.
Years of questioning who I am have led me to a conclusion: I love myself enough not to let strangers define me, and no amount of shaming will make me conform.
I am a black sheep, and I am enough. They can call me a coon, white wannabe, or an Uncle Tom, but none of these insults can inflict any pain upon me. Why? Because I know who I am, I love who I am, and nothing can shake this. I’m no longer the child who was insecure about my existence and waiting for people to confirm if I’m acceptable because I accepted myself years ago.
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ace-girlboy · 10 hours
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adults always say to be yourself and not care what other people think but that’s only for conforming members of society. They don’t expect kids to grow up to be non-conforming, and once they do suddenly the message goes from “don’t care what other people think” to “but what will everything think of this?” or “you’ll have a hard time getting a partner like that”. And for the kids they knew were never conforming, I bet the adults spent their whole lives trying to convince those kids to care what other people thought (because the adults themselves have never overcome their fear of other peoples opinions, and can’t handle being associated with a child who doesn’t conform to society.)
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