A picture that says “A student once asked anthropologist Margaret Mead, “What is the earliest sign of civilization? The student expected her to say a clay pot, a grinding stone, or maybe a weapon.
Margaret Mead thought for a moment, then she said, “A healed femur.”
The second picture is a news headline. It is bolded and a much larger font. “27-year-old who couldn’t afford $1,200 insulin copay dies after trying cheaper version.”
The third picture is the same font and size as the Margaret Mead quote. It’s a continuation. It says, “A femur is the longest bone in the body, linking hip to knee. In societies without the benefits of modern medicine, it takes about six weeks of rest for a fractured femur to heal. A healed femur shows that someone cared for the injured person, did their hunting and gathering, stayed with them, and offered physical protection and human companionship until the injury could mend.”
The fourth picture is another headline. It is in a large and bolded type. “Dying man who couldn’t afford to go to hospital after vomiting blood"
The fifth picture is a screenshot of the Margaret Mead story.
Mead explained that where the law of the jungle—the survival of the fittest—rules, no healed femurs are found. The first sign of civilization is compassion, seen in a healed femur.
The next screenshot is of a slightly different font. The letters are pointier and the lines are a little curvier. It says, “Susan Finley returned to her job at a Walmart retail store in Grand Junction Colorado, after having to call in sick because she was recovering from pneumonia.
The day after she returned, the fifty three year old received her ten year associate award — and was simultaneously laid off, according to her family. She had taken off one day beyond what is permitted by Walmart’s attendance policy.
After losing her job in May 2016, Finley also lost her health insurance coverage and struggled to find a new job. Three months later, Finley was found dead in her apartment after avoiding going to see a doctor for flu-like symptoms.
A screenshot of a bold, bigger headline. It says ‘The house always wins’: Insurers’ record profits.
A final screenshot of smaller text with a slightly gray background. It says “We are at our best when we serve others. Be civilized.” /end ID.]
In the wake of renewed Israeli attacks on the Gaza Strip, with seemingly no end in sight and countless Palestinian civilians killed, many people are wondering how they can contribute to the effort to prevent more loss of life. And one of the most common phrases shared in calls to action globally is the Palestinian BDS Movement: Boycott, Divestment, and Sanctions
p.s. Boycott all fruits, vegetables, and wines produced in Israel
p.p.s. Tim Hortons (up in Canada) is a sister company to Burger King, who are supplying meals to Israeli soldiers. The Parent Company to both restaurants, Restaurant Brands International, also owns both Popeye’s Chicken and Firehouse Subs as well.
in general there is much “what will israelis do?” and “where will israelis go?” “how can you expect israelis to accept palestinians?” and not
“where will palestinians go after being ethnically cleansed from gaza and the west bank?” “how can palestinians be asked to coexist with the people who stole their land, massacred them and made them refugees for 75 years?” “how can palestinians coexist with people who approve a genocide?” “how can palestinians coexist with people who imprisoned and murdered their children?” “how can palestinians coexist with the people who denied their existence?” “how can palestinians coexist with people who violate every international agreement?” “how can palestinians coexist with an entity that sees their very existence as a threat?”
the demand of palestinians to accept israel after the nakba was a demand for palestinians to show superhuman ability to compromise and they did it. in 1988!!!! and in return they received more violence, more dispossession, more diplomatic and political betrayal, more death. the greatest hasbara trick israelis ever pulled off was convincing the world and their own population that “they offered peace and a two-state solution but palestinians didn’t take it.”
the question has never been “why aren’t palestinians peaceful?” the question has been “why does israel punish palestinians for compromising?”
the answer is that israel does not care for palestinian compromise when it seeks total palestinian domination and dispossession. this is what palestinians are being “asked to make peace with” as though palestinians have any say in peace. it’s also why asking about israel is a distraction and a cruel exercise in false liberal values. israel and the vast majority of the israeli electorate is not a partner capable of making peace or coexisting with. therefore palestinian human rights cannot be contingent on israeli consent. it’s their legal right to return, to live on their own land, to have a state, to be free of occupation. any and all arguments should begin from this basis. it doesnt matter one iota if israelis feel existentially threatened by it and engaging in arguments on this basis is legitimizing their narrative and fear over their tanks and bombs.
existential fear is not a political reality—it is a justification of a political reality. the reality is the genocide of palestinians which is not only an equally legitimate existential fear but a concrete truth. the international community can and should use every single tool at its disposal to force israelis to adhere to international humanitarian law.
instead, the international community enables them. so don’t ask anything of palestinians, least of all about what will happen to israelis, who fear only what they are actively doing to palestinians as we speak.
if I wrote a dystopian novel where the corrupt evil megacorporation that controls society has a fucking smirk for a logo, my editor would tell me to use a less heavy-handed metaphor
and yet
I love this because if I were to write a literary novel in the Western cannon that described the image of an apple with a chunk bitten off, any high school English student would tell you it is a Bible reference meant to represent the source of all evil and downfall of humanity and YET
Alright, if y'all are so smart, what’s the evil symbolism behind this?
ok.
So sorry to do this to you I-say-OK but I lost so I must admit
Fun fact: I associate loss with the game. You just lost.
everytime i see someone being “so obviously fucking wrong” about something online and i want to correct them, i think about this comment and it helps me remember the futility of it all. thank you u/YARGLE_IS_MY_DAD you are like the patron saint of online patience to me
the most “fucking, fair enough i guess” response ive ever gotten to something i said was in the ER
me: hi, i need a rabies shot triage nurse: oh? why’s that? me: i got bitten by a bat triage nurse: what were you doing that you got bitten by a bat at 3 in the morning? me: removing a bat from my bedroom
im given to understand that it generally takes a lot to leave ER staff speechless, but it sure was a good 5 seconds before she thought of anything to say to that
@solipseismic i am FASCINATED to discover that you are a real person and not a fictional character because this has been tagged about you often enough that i assumed it was a fandom thing. is your story any more interesting than mine or did it just make a disproportionately massive impression on your fiend group?
i had to take a moment to compose myself this (fandom thing) is possibly the funniest thing anyone’s ever said about me. probably not more interesting but like 200% more stupid and so accordingly has made a bit of an impression on most of the people who know me
>be me (freshman living in college dorm)
>go for a walk in the beautiful spring weather
>there is a bat on the sidewalk in the middle of the day
>sidebar to note that at this point in life my bat knowledge solely consists of “usually flying” and “only comes out at night”
>how terrible this bat must be disoriented by the bright sunlight (middle of the day) and fell from where it was ……………………… roosting (on the sidewalk)
>if i put this bat in a box with some water and then bring it back out at night maybe it will have recovered enough from the. sun
>text my roommate asking him to put a towel in a box
>i pick up the bat (on the sidewalk) (middle of the day) (no gloves)
>one bat in a box later i log onto tumblr dot com and post something along the lines of: does anyone know what to do in case of accidental bat acquisition
>mutual from area with many bats: you need to get rabies shots IMMEDIATELY
>i have no car (freshman in college dorms)
>surely it isn’t that serious
>thanks to google i now have 200% more bat knowledge and Boy I Fucked Up
>me to my mutual: it only bit me a few times and its teeth are so tiny it didn’t even break the skin i’m sure i’ll be fine :)
>i am of a curious nature so i google rabies symptoms
>oh! i need to get rabies shots!
so my ER experience was actually something pretty similar
me: hi, i need a rabies shot
triage nurse: oh? why’s that?
me: i got bitten by a bat
triage nurse: what were you doing that you got bitten by a bat in the middle of the day?
idk if I’ve posted about this before but by far the strangest things that’s happened to me in retail was the time someone’s total came out to my birth-year and I said “hey! that’s the year I was born!” and then the next customer’s total came out to like $12.57 and just bc I’m a weirdo I said “hey! that’s the year I was born!” and without missing a fucking beat this like, 70+ year old man said
“Ah! Another like me! We’re few and far between these days, aren’t we?”
And I was like oh man this guy’s sense of humor really aligns with mine! And I laughed and made some other joke about being immortal and thought that was the end of it,
but this man.
He stood by the register for five more minutes. Maybe more. Which let me tell you is an EXCRUTIATING amount of time for something like this to happen.
And he just kept upping the ante!! He starting talking about some REALLY specific details regarding day-to-day life in the 1300s to the point I started getting worried that I’d misled a genuinely immortal being to believe I am also immortal.
He eventually politely left when I got too busy with other customers to awkwardly respond.
Who the fuck was that guy.
“Ah! Another like
me! We’re few and far between
these days, aren’t we?”
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
The Pink Phink | Director:
Friz Freleng
| Studio:
DePatie–Freleng Enterprises
| United States, 1964
#everyone including me is so obsessed with cartoons having plots and character arcs that we’ve forgotten animation’s roots: #what if some animal guy was a huge cunt (x)
Okay, I was just going to reblog this without commentary, but I can’t keep this to myself. I’m a PhD student in environmental science and this is my fucking highway.
The first published study about climate change (that I am aware of– feel free to point out if there’s an older one) is an 1896 paper by Svante Arrhenius. He pointed out the link between the greenhouse effect and changes in atmospheric CO2.
Plate tectonics, which the geoscience community now recognizes as near indisputable, was a fringe theory until about the 1960s.
Just in case anyone thought that climate change was a “recent fad” in research.
Okay, I was just going to reblog this without commentary, but I can’t keep this to myself. I’m a PhD student in environmental science and this is my fucking highway.
The first published study about climate change (that I am aware of– feel free to point out if there’s an older one) is an 1896 paper by Svante Arrhenius. He pointed out the link between the greenhouse effect and changes in atmospheric CO2.
Plate tectonics, which the geoscience community now recognizes as near indisputable, was a fringe theory until about the 1960s.
Just in case anyone thought that climate change was a “recent fad” in research.
Reblogging this one bc it has options for indesign bc artists aren’t the only ones affected and graphic designers are getting played too and ignored in every one of these fucking posts
I hope this helps anyone who’s trying to design their oc using a wheelchair, it’s not a complete guide but I tried my best! deffo do more research if you’re writing them as a character
Client: “Is e-mail on the internet? I have no internet, can I still read my e-mail?”
Me: “Well yes, you must be able to get online to view your e-mail.”
Client: “Oh, dear. I can’t see my e-mail.”
Me: “Well, let’s see. Can you open up Internet Explorer for me and tell me what you see?”
Client: “Open what?”
Me: “Your browser, can you open up your browser?”
Client: “My…my…?”
Me: “What you click on when you want to browse the internet?”
Client: “I don’t use anything, I just turn my computer on, and it’s there.”
Me: “Okay. Do you see the little blue ‘e’ icon on your desktop?”
Client: “You mean I have to start writing letters again?”
Me: “I’m…what, I’m sorry?”
Client: “I don’t have any pens at my desk. I just want my e-mail again.”
Me: “No, ma'am, your desktop, on your computer screen. Can you click on the little blue ‘e’ on your computer screen for me?”
Client: “Oh, this is too much work. I’m too upset. Just send me my e-mail. Can’t you send me my e-mail?”
Me: “We…okay, ma'am. Can you tell me what color the lights are on your router right now?”
Client: “My what?”
Me: “The little box with green or possibly a couple of red lights on it right now - it’s most likely near your computer?”
Client: “Lights and boxes, boxes and lights, just get my e-mail for me.
Me: “My test is showing that you should be able to get online right now. Can you tell me what you’re seeing on your computer screen?”
Client: “It’s been the same thing for the last two hours.”
Me: “An error message?”
Client: “No, just stars. It’s black and moving stars.”
Me: “…Do you see your mouse next to your keyboard?”
Client: “Yes.”
Me: “Move it for me.”
Client: “Move it?”
Me: “Yes. Move it.”
Client: “My e-mail!”
This post gave me a fucking ulcer.
You meet people like this at the library. People who have been coming in every day for YEARS to use the computers and monopolize your time with conversations like this, that seem to go out of their way to avoid listening to anything you try to teach them because they’d rather you just do it for them.
So one day, this tiny, frail little woman comes to the desk with a huge folder of papers under her arm. She says “I need to use one of the computers,” and I’m like “alright, I’ll set you up with a guest account.”
And then she says “I’ll also need you to show me how to use a computer. I’m 97 years old and I’ve never even touched one before, but I need to file my health information and they told me I needed to do it using this,” and she holds out a little scrap of paper with a url scrawled on it in a shaky hand.
And I’m just mentally like ‘oh no,’ but I say of course I can help her. So I sit her down and sign her in, and she stops me to ask basically what the mouse is, and I explain it, but I’m just thinking that this is going to take a million years. But I start doing a quick and dirty run down of the parts of the computer, the programs, the desktop, what a url is and what the Internet is, what a search engine is, what websites are, and so on.
She doesn’t interrupt or ask any questions or anything, and then I’m like ‘okay let’s go to this url’ and it’s an interactive, multi-page form that she needs to put all that info in her folder into and submit, and I’m just terrified as I’m explaining it that I’m going to spend all day with this woman.
But she’s just like “alright. I think I’ve got it.” And she must have had a secretary job back in the typewriter days, because she just *whips* through the first page of the form and submits and goes on to the next, and tells me she’ll find me if she needs me.
She came over once to tell me she needed an email address and wanted to know how to set one up - I told her about her options and she picked Gmail and went back to the computer and set it up all by herself, and got her information all filed properly in about an hour and a half – and she’d NEVER used a computer before in her LIFE.
When she was done, she came over to ask me how to turn it off and I showed her and she thanked me for being so patient, and I told her quite honestly that I’d NEVER seen a novice adult pick up using a computer so fast.
And she said “oh, but it’s so simple! And so useful! My grandkids made it sound so difficult, but I’m going to pick up my own computer tomorrow!”
And I think she must have, because I never saw her in the library again.
Anyway I hope I’m that quick when I’m 97.
^ thank you for sharing this very positive experience because the experience from OP really gave me a headache. it was nice to end on a positive note.. gives hope
My grandma adores technology, and she used to work as a typist/secretary, too!
We were also climbing up really high a few years ago, and as soon as we got to the top of the tower, she stopped, surveyed our surroundings, and declared “this reminds me of a level in Assassin’s Creed” and then we walked all the way back down again.
US people with disabilities in the supplemental security income (SSI) program can’t have a penny over $2K in their bank account at any time in order to keep their benefits.
You know this economy. That amount is completely unlivable & makes it hard for people with disability to save for the future or have a safety net for emergencies.
A new bill would raise the max to $10K (or $20K for married couples). It would make a world of difference.
While we’re complaining, I’m also getting really tired of staff replacing commonly used, muscle memory features with new features to force us to repeatedly click on the new feature, only to “hear our concerns” and “roll it back” when it was only ever a transparent way of forcing us to interact with the new features
Replacing the search tab with tumblr live, replacing the BLOG tab of all things with tumblrmart, and now replacing the add tags button with an add community labels button. It’s getting kind of infuriating!
And I’m not even opposed to tumblrmart and community labels! I’m using them. I just hate getting slapped in the face with them for weeks at a time!
That’s not even to mention replacing double-tap to zoom with double-tap to like (a feature which was already present on posts but now applies to images you’re looking at), replacing “swipe down to exit image” with “swipe down to see a random assortment of images from people you don’t follow and never will”, and whatever godforsaken thing is going on with the new video player that never loads
And this fucking guy that won’t go away even while I type this!!
okay wait i went back and screenshotted some (most?) of the good ones that were like on the main plot here so you all saw the top posts with the Irish Stegosaurus well that evolved into
also kind of unrelated but because of this stupid subreddit im actually not as bad at identifying flags
anyways sorry for the long post i just really loved this whole thing
I Am Not Your Asian American Doll: a comic for AAPI Heritage Month 2023
I usually spend a lot of time editing and fine-tuning my comics so that they come across as polite and inoffensive. But honestly, I’m really tired of the way Asian cultures and countries are treated / talked about while Asian people themselves are excluded, and thought it was about time I really let my rage out lol.
I Am Not Your Asian American Doll: a comic for AAPI Heritage Month 2023
I usually spend a lot of time editing and fine-tuning my comics so that they come across as polite and inoffensive. But honestly, I’m really tired of the way Asian cultures and countries are treated / talked about while Asian people themselves are excluded, and thought it was about time I really let my rage out lol.
I made a quick chart on how to talk about things related to sex/gender without just falling back on either ciscentric “men/women” language, or just using AGAB for everything regardless of whether or not it makes sense.
it’s text so I just copied it if that’s okay
[ID: 1. How is wo/manhood related to what you are trying to talk about?
Sex (it’s related to biological characteristics) -> 2
Gender (it’s related to society & culture) -> 3
2. Can you specify what characteristic/s are related? (i.e high estrogen is correlated with certain symptoms, a genetic condition relies on having a Y chromosome)
Yes -> Then use biologically specific language (i.e “people with estrogen-dominant bodies” “XY people”)
No -> Use AGAB language- I suggest using it in past tense (i.e she was assigned male at birth) to emphasis that this assignment happened in the past and sexual characteristics can change over the course of your life
3. Can you specify what aspects of gender are related? (i.e misogyny victimization is correlated with certain conditions, having a masculine name makes you more likely to be hired)
Yes -> 4
No -> If you really can’t specify, use terminology like “people perceived as women” “assumed men” that acknowledges the issue is fundamentally social and that non-women/non-men may be affected as well, even if the issue is targeting men/women.
4. ls this aspect actually tied to gender identity, or can non-men/non-women also be affected? (for example: men can be victimized by misogyny, women can have masculine names)
Yes -> Then feel free to use gendered language, although be open-minded if someone says that they have had an experience despite not being the “right” gender
No -> Use non-gendered language that opens the door for people who aren’t the “right” gender to be included (i.e “targets of misogyny,” “people with masculine names”) End ID]
![A large pair of unsettling eyes with ringed pink irises stare at a nude pink girl with straight black hair. She is clenched in its oversized white fist. Pink hands of various shades reach up from the bottom of the page. Text reads: [FETISHIZATION IS NOT REPRESENTATION IS NOT APPRECIATION IS NOT RESPECT]](../media/8c0f041351bb50353580902acbae53dfbd216e83.png)
![A girl with light pink skin and black hair holds a pink glittery mask over her face. It is titled so a single weeping eye is visible. A thick black bar crosses the red background behind her. Text reads: [YOUR GLORIFICATION OF THE PALATEABLE AESTHETICS OF MY CULTURE IS NOT REVERENCE]](../media/8510cf564d13dfe799188e08cd7da373653529a2.png)
![A chunky black silhouette stands against a pink background covered in images of singing kpop girl idols. Inside the figure, text reads: [AND EVEN AS YOU MEMORIZE THE PHONETICS OF YOUR FAVORITE KPOP CHORUS YOU STILL MISPRONOUNCE MY LAST NAME]](../media/c0acfed019eacd70dff9aa6448428a4fadf23435.png)
![An assortment of Asian food on pink dishes is arranged on a black background, including shrimp tempura, chicken curry, gyoza, soup dumplings, pork katsu, white rice, miso soup, kimchi, tteokbokki, kimbap, sushi, and ramen. Text reads: [YOU ENJOY EATING OUR FOOD BUT YOU DENY US A SEAT AT THE TABLE.]](../media/7c631dcbca07c409b7eff7948ecfaa02c887d459.png)
![Two white silhouettes pose with a selfie stick against the Seoul skyline. White clouds and a plane stand in the pink sky. Below that, red fire consumes the background. Below that still, the background turns to black. Text reads: [YOU FANTASIZE THAT ASIAN COUNTRIES ARE A DREAMLAND YOU CAN ESCAPE TO… ALL THE WHILE IGNORING THE UGLY SCARS COLONIALISM HAS LEFT ON OUR HISTORIES… AND HOW WE ARE STILL PICKING UP THE PIECES IMPERIALISM HAS LEFT BEHIND]](../media/6ade554ab59ba05ce968aaae97a5fbb144b384b0.png)
![A girl with flowing black hair and pink skin weeps into her hands. Her tears are blood, and the wind seems to blow cuts across her body. Text reads: [YOU SPEAK OVER OUR VOICES, BUT YOU ARE SILENT AS WE ARE HARASSED AND KILLED]](../media/b4586bd935d5206de0846df30963475f4e20dd7a.png)
![A white background is consumed by pink and reds at the bottom. Four black panels form a two-by-two grid, each of them showing a sexualized Asian girl drawn in red lines. The first, a girl in an Orientalist belly dancer costume; the second, a girl in a maid dress; the third, a schoolgirl in uniform; the fourth, in an oversexualized qipao with a slit along the thigh. Text reads: [GOD FORBID AN ASIAN PERSON EXISTS OUTSIDE OF YOUR IDEAL CONSUMMABLE PACKAGE: QUIET AND DEMURE AND POLITE AND CUTE]](../media/f9aa3169a2677a24d8a3473af9b8fe6ab1c463fc.png)
![A drawing of a girl with shoulder-length hair and a hanbok against a pink background. A black bar blocks out her eyes, white text on it reading: [I AM NOT YOUR ASIAN AMERICAN DOLL]](../media/e6f0bfd0b82524f6554f017e60f70bb2cb8daa50.png)
