We should be more pro-active or we’ll see more of such sad fates of honest people.
And the utterly ironic thing is I’ve seen repeated tumblr posts of that iconic photo absolutely slagging the shit out of Peter Norman as “lol white guy so uncomfortable” “Why the fuck isn’t he supporting them”, etc etc.
Phoenix Wright (to a pair of human lie detectors): I have selected a very simple case. Everything happened last night
Also Phoenix Wright: *has literally been working on this case for seven fucking years and knows the culprit is probably a man who’s been in solitary confinement for six months*
what really gets me about the gavle goat is that it’s a totally spontaneously-arising tradition. it’s not outside the realm of possibility that if you didn’t know the real context you might think it’s a community event where the goat is burned in a similar way to yule logs. instead its an extremely illicit tradition of random people, not organized in any way, continually committing arson on this one particular town’s giant straw goat structure, leading to the community creating more and more increasingly elaborate ways to prevent said arson, only somewhat successfully. some people just want to watch the goat burn!
also i love that the phrase “piss on the poor” is functionally an effective shorthand on here for “someone has a lack of reading comprehension”. wonder how long it will be before the knowledge that it is an intentional misapprehension of the phrase “piss poor” disappears and we get a Reader who says. the phrase piss on the poor is so cruel we should say something else
a gentle fact about this world is that people will want to help you. a cruel fact about it is that you do have to put on your big boy pants and open their contact on your phone and say some human words to ask them for it
Anyone have any ocean fun facts? I could go for some ocean themed posts today.
The oar fish
Typically live in deep waters. Nicknamed the “disaster fish” and “earthquake fish” due to their association with disasters. In Japanese they are called 竜宮の使い “Ryūgū-No-Tsukai” as in “messenger of the sea dragon gods palace” from legend
these things are basically sea serpents (and if i had to guess, some stray sightings of oarfish are what inspired that). their size starts at twice a normal human, and they only grow from there, with many being north of 30ft
I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: it’s more important to know and understand fully why something is harmful than it is to drop everything deemed problematic. It’s performative and does nothing. People wonder why nobody has critical thinking skills and this is part of it because no one knows how to simousltansly critique and consume media. You need to use discernment.
This is ultimately why propaganda is going to work on you. Because you never learned how to think for yourself and the actual ideology behind things. You simply rely on group think and the bare minimum explanations to tell you what’s good and bad.
this is the anti-defamation league’s hate symbol database. it’s massive and includes details about what symbols mean and where you might see them.
i’m a tattoo artist and use this all the time when i see a symbol i don’t recognize—better safe than sorry. it’s saved me from working with white supremacists a few times.
I’m glad to see the arrow cross (last one( there! It originates from Hungary and was used by the nazi party here, but it was banned after WWII. It barely shows up in guides/warnings like this and idk if they still use it but better safe than sorry.
are you ever like damn why is literally everyone else scared of openly communicating and being direct and truthful and honest
i’m kind of bored of subliminal messaging or vaguing or being anything but truthful and blunt and forthright. every miscommunication that has ever befallen me is a result of jumping to conclusions or not giving the benefit of the doubt or just not being open to hearing the other side. i am so bored. i just want communication. i want straightforwardness. i want here is why i’m bothered. here are the facts. here’s what i think. now tell me your side. let’s talk about this. let’s start a dialogue. there’s no reason for either of us to be guessing. languages were meticulously crafted over the years for a reason. so let’s use them! let’s talk! let’s communicate!
btw you can be straightforward AND kind. i’m not sure why people seem to think it’s one way or the other. either way a lot of people need to not only internalize this mentality but practice it bc i feel like so many people are willing to BURN BRIDGES ??? rather than just communicate and be honest. and some people don’t communicate and end up fostering resentment and bitterness and dislike for the other person that cause them to snap out of nowhere and the other person is like ?? bc guess what. it was NEVER commuicated
omg memory unlocked of me in my biochemistry professor’s office once helping her grade bc i was her ta. and she told me that she had an awkward situation and ended up just bluntly asking something. i don’t remember what the context was but i remember looking at her like “you really just asked that??” and she looked me in the eye and went “at some point i learned to just ask.” queen behavior at its finest. at some point you really do learn to just ask
I no longer act on subtext.
If you’re struggling and want my help making it into the text, I’ll work with you.
But I no longer act on subtext, nor do I try to guess what someone else is thinking. Human communication should not be a literary analysis project.
More random tropes that I fucking love: Becoming the mask you wore.
Like oh shit, this character who was sent to spy somewhere under a false identity suddenly realises they’ve started to genuinely become the person they claimed to be? Someone who’s been telling the same lies about who they are for so long that they’re actually forgetting that the story isn’t true? Finding themselves genuinely doing the things they pretend to do in front of people, when they’re alone and nobody’s watching? Answering to a name that wasn’t supposed to be theirs without thinking?
Ooohh-hoh-hoh, you lost track of yourself in pretending to be someone else? You were only supposed to impersonate somebody, a plausible background and a name you came up with on the spot, and now that the people you were supposed to infiltrate have become your true companions? You lost yourself in the game you played, and no you no longer know who you truly are, and where your true loyalties lie? And both sides would mark you a traitor if you came out with the truth. On a scale of one to ten, how bad did you fuck up.
Fuck that is a good trope. Never seen it done badly. Pour that shit on a table and I’ll chop it into lines and snort it.
Their cult teaches them that the world is full of scary monster people who hate them for being so good and loved by god. If you swear at them and call them names or get in their face you’re just doing the cults work for it.
I’m not saying you have to listen to their presentation or try to debate them (and really getting into a debate without thoroughly understanding what they’re being taught will just make things worse)… I am just saying to be polite and say no thank you like if they were trying to hand you a flyer for something you don’t care about.
It’s easier for them to see the world outside their bubble as less scary if they see everyday people just going about their business and being as nice to them as you are to everyone else. This goes doubly for anyone who happens to dress modestly, not swear, and not drink or smoke because whatever you believe, they’ll see you as a “good” person who happens to strangely have no interest in their “message”, and that might be enough to get some curious about the possibility of themselves living in the real world.
It’s sometimes hard to be nice to people who seem to represent something you dislike. Just remember these “elders” are sheltered young men, some of which are getting their first real contact with people of other/no faiths.
They are not your enemy. They are victims.
They aren’t being sent out to actually convert people, they are being sent out hoping that they will be harassed and treated poorly so they view those outside the cult as dangerous and evil and stick to the safety of the familiar group.
You being mean to some teenager isn’t sticking it to anyone, you’re doing exactly what their church elders want to happen.
PLEASE READ THIS.
Please read this.
Don’t do the church’s work for them.
If you’re kind to enough of them, they put you on a block list.
They were such sweet kids, they’d turn up at my door with the thatch of raspberries out front and try to share their word with me, and I’m me, so, I fed them.
Then it was one of the wee ‘elder’s’ birthday, so I made him a cake, and all the little lads came, and they asked about my books and board games and CCGs, I was just a nice frumpy middle aged Jewish lady, I was no threat, so I fed them and made them cakes and took them to the local gaming store and listened when they talked.
One loved yu-gi-oh cards, and it turns out, one of the other wee lads, we’ll he loved him back, so I got them in touch with some resources so they had support and a different way to pay for college, they’re still together 15 years later, they have dogs, they send me ecards on their birthday. No-one figured out I’d.helped them, I was just the nice lady who made them tea and listened when people were slamming doors.
The next one really wanted to be an artist, so I left out art books and resources, my eldest shared their coptic markers, they draw comic books now, no idea why his folks were insisting he needed to be a dentist, but, he’s not a Mormon anymore, (not a Jew either before anyone makes any counter conversion claims).
The first 2 lads were the only dramatic ones, the rest went back into the network but, like Hugh of Borg, they spread the word, sometimes I’d get Mormons from other cities come and make the journey to break bread at my Sabbath table and be seen.
I still think very fondly of that time.
Many of those boys still email me now and then.
Most of them aren’t Mormons anymore.
Someone higher up spotted the pattern and suddenly no more Mormons at my door.
I was blacklisted, for kindness.
So there you go, if you don’t want Mormons at your door, just love those kids for a couple of years, feed them, help them, and eventually, no more will be allowed to visit
I don’t know about you but I’m so sick of that omnipresent association of sports/fitness with weight loss as the ultimate goal.
(PS: I’m not sure how efficient punching people is for building muscle mass but I’m afraid she’s had a lot of opportunities so I guess four pounds is probably realistic?)
I wish… I WISH I could somehow reblog this HARDER and with MORE LOVE. Sorry to put more non-art stuff in my main tumblr here, but goddamn I feel this so hard. I’ve been hitting the gym with the goal of making a good habit, so that when winter comes around and the inevitable S.A.D. creeps back into my life, I’m more likely to get some exercise as a coping mechanism just out of habit. I’m also weightlifting because I want to get strong (like ox, you might say).
I do not care if I lose weight, I’m not keeping track of my pounds, and if I stay chubby but get stronger I will be just as fucking happy. So glad I found this comic, and so glad I found your art Ephi! New watcher ahoy! <3
