the worst kind of misogyny
is the kind that seeps out of your uncle’s mouth at christmas dinner
or from your favorite movie you’ve watched 500 times
or that snide comment your cousin makes on vacation
from the people you trust
and so quick
so slickly spoken
you barely catch it
You know the ones who said I’d never find someone like you.
the rawness up close ➝ tony yaacoub f/w 2013-14
Jack Pattillo and his first son
I fell into a role on a sci-fi show, Supernatural, several years ago and quickly learned that the fan base for the show was incredibly active, enthusiastic, and devoted. They write fiction, create tons of artwork, build virtual communities online, and spend a lot of time and money traveling to fan conventions. When the earthquake struck Haiti a few years ago, I set up a donation page for UNICEF and posted the URL on my twitter feed. In twenty-four hours, more than $30,000 had been raised. I put two and two together and realized that I might be in a position to mobilize some of this creative energy to benevolent ends, and then set up a nonprofit with the help of the fans. The organization has grown beyond the Supernatural fanbase over the past couple of years. Now we have partnerships with other nonprofit and for-profit organizations (including a Nascar team, which is pretty badass), and we have pulled off some projects that I’m very proud of.