there are many names in history, and all of them are ours: history, and why it’s for you

wearemagneton:

oh-you-better-run:

Hey, guys. This is the post that I promised to make about history, partly as a considered response to this, but as a note of warning: I am not a professional. I am a master’s student of the history of literature, film, and culture, that is true, but I am a long, long way from from being an academic. This is a personal essay; an essay about why I love history, because history shouldn’t be oppressive, even though it often has been. This post explicitly talks about almost all forms of historical oppression, so if that is something that triggers you, please don’t read this. Please let me know, too, if I have said something problematic, I am more than willing to admit that I, too, always have room to learn. (Lots of it, as it happens.) I am considering making a post as a sequel to this about people who do not like facing the realities of history, especially when represented in media, but, well. We’ll see. On with the show.

 

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This is amazing. Just… amazing.
—Steve 

Yes! This is amazing. I love this; I love when people analyze history like this, or when they talk about it like this.  It’s off the beaten path.  It’s things we need to teach, need to hear, need to fucking shout from the rooftops so everyone who’s ever felt like an outsider can be a part of it. Things like this are why I wanted to teach: so people would  know they’re not alone.

-Andrew