I often think about how Lewis said he personally called so many drivers in 2020 and personally asked them to kneel for BLM. I think about how he said he personally tried to explain the protest to them and answer all their questions. I think about how he felt when so many of them still declined. I think about how he was fined for wearing shirts for BLM. I think about how F1 stopped him from wearing a shirt that simply said "Justice for Breonna Taylor." because F1 wanted to 'de-politicise' the sport. I think about how when they asked Stefano Domenicali, the CEO of F1, about Lewis' activism, he said F1 is not racist and he does not "Percieve" the racism Lewis is talking about.
I think about how Nelson Piquet, who was fined $1 million for racially abusing Lewis on video was *banned* from the paddock. I think about how he just showed up to the paddock today clearly wearing a paddock pass and hanging out outside of Red Bull, not even hiding inside.
I think how this is all so symptomatic of how rotten to the core F1 is. How Lewis being the most successful driver in the history of the sport did not spare him from this.
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I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
Me after reading the most profane, toe curling, mind blowing smut known to man in the middle of class because I was bored
obsessed w this gif i can't stop using it for everything.
very incomplete list of very specific and very attractive things:
gold jewelry sticking to wet tanned skin
making a wish on an eyelash
noses that look like they belonged to a greek deity once
the song bad man by fightmaster
sock garters
thick accents of all kinds
getting called a term of endearment in your lover's native tongue
tiny wrinkles around the eyes from age and smiling too much
birthmarks scattered across one’s body like constellations
snaggleteeth
a really mean stare
the silver of skin between a shirt and compression arm sleeves
someone knowing your favorite flower
scrunched noses while laughing. unhinged laughter too
a single gray streak of hair
sharing a cigarette shotgun style
the way someone says my name
really bushy brows
the confidence of someone eating alone at a restaurant
a lovesick gaze. like yearning. withering away from it
Roger just posted an open letter to Rafa and I'm in tears 😭