February 2024

suthnmeh:

heavyfandom:

Hello!!!! No one gonna talk about this???


Hi! I’ll talk about it :D

I was an animator on this film, working for a year and a half on it (if any of you guys were wondering where I’d gone). While we were making it, we kept asking each other what the reception for this odd, special movie would be, and joking about it going to the Oscars. Lol can you imagine!!

Fast forward two years, and here we are.

At the Oscars.

Absolutely wild.

Please DO talk about it more! This movie had a minuscule budget compared to the other Oscar nominees; it’s traditional 2D animation in a world where 3D has taken over; it’s kid-friendly but not FOR kids; and it’s SILENT.

SILENT! Not one line of dialogue. And the amazing scriptwriting and animatic work made it not just entertaining, but exciting and absolutely heartbreaking. My first day at the studio they made me watch the animatic, and even in that rough state it made me emotional. I had to hold back tears two or three times. And I did my work from that day on fully believing in this project.

Everybody I met there–background artists, character designers, producers, animators, clean-up artists, all through to the guys at compo, color key, edition, music, the skater girls who served as reference for Robot’s and Dog’s dance and more things that I’m definitely forgetting–showed a huge world what a passionate little team can do. I am SO proud of all of us.

This movie is weird, it’s unique, and even coming from a very biased person, it’s a freaking treasure and deserves all the praise it gets.

I will be posting some of my rough animations here soon too, so be in the lookout if that’s something you wanna see ;)

suthnmeh:

heavyfandom:

Hello!!!! No one gonna talk about this???


Hi! I’ll talk about it :D

I was an animator on this film, working for a year and a half on it (if any of you guys were wondering where I’d gone). While we were making it, we kept asking each other what the reception for this odd, special movie would be, and joking about it going to the Oscars. Lol can you imagine!!

Fast forward two years, and here we are.

At the Oscars.

Absolutely wild.

Please DO talk about it more! This movie had a minuscule budget compared to the other Oscar nominees; it’s traditional 2D animation in a world where 3D has taken over; it’s kid-friendly but not FOR kids; and it’s SILENT.

SILENT! Not one line of dialogue. And the amazing scriptwriting and animatic work made it not just entertaining, but exciting and absolutely heartbreaking. My first day at the studio they made me watch the animatic, and even in that rough state it made me emotional. I had to hold back tears two or three times. And I did my work from that day on fully believing in this project.

Everybody I met there–background artists, character designers, producers, animators, clean-up artists, all through to the guys at compo, color key, edition, music, the skater girls who served as reference for Robot’s and Dog’s dance and more things that I’m definitely forgetting–showed a huge world what a passionate little team can do. I am SO proud of all of us.

This movie is weird, it’s unique, and even coming from a very biased person, it’s a freaking treasure and deserves all the praise it gets.

I will be posting some of my rough animations here soon too, so be in the lookout if that’s something you wanna see ;)

likethesword:

tytactical:

shailion:

thememedaddy:

Reminds me of this from civilization 4

What exactly does this mean

it requires fascism what’s not clicking here

doing-90mph-in-central-london:

doing-90mph-in-central-london:

doing-90mph-in-central-london:

he’s going through a hair dye phase (sleeping in a berry patch)

feels like some of u aren’t properly appreciating the fact that he sleeps in a berry patch. and he rolls over and squishes the berries into his fur. because he’s so sleepy and content.

maybe people think he’s an ugly dog but just to be clear he is actually a beautiful pig

not-fae-no-sir:

scientiablr:

zac–efren:

voidfished:

wizardshark:

sandvendor100:

gaymacs:

sandvendor100:

Happiness Will Come To You.

when tho

When You Least Expect It. Probably Late March

reblog for happiness to come for you in late march!

I reblogged this last year and I hung out with blink-182 backstage on March 30. Reblogging again because it worked the first time.

honestly, last year one of the best days of my life happened in late March

I really need this march

kushblazer666:

wormweb:

Hey listen to the way this man talks to his fish thank you

memewhore:

mnemonicpneumaticknife:

falloutnewvegastransedmygender:

vimbry-moved:

how is it 2024 next week. that’s not even a real year that’s a caption on an establishing shot in a sci-fi story.

screen shot of an electronic calendar from the season 3 episode Past Tense of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.  The calendar reads: Today: Friday Date: 8/30/24 and lists the temperature as 15 degrees Celsius ALT

Star Trek writers in 1994 writing about a dystopian future 30 years later somehow extremely optimistic about the US switching to metric.

pinkifingers:

john-egberts-floating-arms:

rick-sanchez:

camiekahle:

THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

I’VE BEEN TRYING TO FIND THIS FOR SEVEN YEARS

DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW HARD IT IS TO ?????

I’m fucking dying

That last fatal scream tho

awesomestarfighter:

cosmicredcadet:

Sometimes…characters being in a romantic relationship is worse.

#I feel this #stolen tags: #sometimes it’s the most boring way to have characters interact #sometimes it’s worse than the chemistry they have as literally any other kind of relationship #sometimes their platonic dynamic is better #sometimes their hostile dynamic is better #sometimes their dynamic is better if it’s anything other than romance #because maybe them falling into generic romance is how you ruin their characters.

sayruq:

tentacleteapot:

“would you fuck your clone” = boring, who cares, the answer says nothing about you other than whether or not you’re your own type

“would you fuck MY clone” = unexpected, high potential to cause a lot of ‘why would you fuck my clone and not me?’ drama, reasonable question to ask if you’re a mad scientist

pastadoughie:

pastadoughie:

name for him?

theyr al realy femme becaus boy names arent cunty enouf

sydney

celeste

cassie (cassidy) ((cassandra))

olive (olivia/oliver)

ivory/avery

trinity

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gay people.

also if it makese u feal better i have alot of ideas for oc named trinity (its one of my favorite names possibly ever) so you probabley wil get that at some point, some like, robotic angel shit (because trinity is an obv religeous name and fuckkkkkk dude i love angelz n religis motiefs,,,, port of why i made my fursona & catsona angel kitty) , im workin on it its still cooking in my brain

memewhore:

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max1461:

straightlightyagami:

u ever see someone with extremely fucked up views (or actions) and think wowww if a couple of things in my life went the tiniest bit differently that would have been me

I think most people would benefit from reflecting on how this might be true for them

Sometimes people bitch about media, both fiction and nonfiction, that they think “humanizes” bad people, especially bigots fascists Nazis et cetera. And I’m just like. Hey. Hey. The problem is. They ARE human. HUMANS did that. Your next door neighbor could do that. Your grandma could do that. You could do that.

“No I’m a good person” why? Because you’ve gotten lucky and not seen propaganda yet that perfectly hit your buttons? Because you had people to correct you when you fucked up? Idk man I don’t think we’re all so different from the bad people. We’re all just people.

Reminding ourselves of our shared humanity with terrible people does NOT serve to justify their actions. It serves to remind us that the seeds of what happened to them could get into us as well, or might already have. It reminds us to be vigilant and interrogate the hatred inside us.

If you convince yourself that you’re just an Inherently Good Person who would never believe hateful things well. Now any little hateful thing that makes its way inside you undetected is never going to be interrogated. It will be left to grow undisturbed.

If you remember that those things can get into anyone, you know to look out for them, and weed them out when they appear, and take the criticism when others point them out in you. So remember, that could have been you. If you forget, maybe it will be.

toki-pona:

staff:

Hi, Tumblr. It’s Tumblr. We’re working on some things that we want to share with you. 

AI companies are acquiring content across the internet for a variety of purposes in all sorts of ways. There are currently very few regulations giving individuals control over how their content is used by AI platforms. Proposed regulations around the world, like the European Union’s AI Act, would give individuals more control over whether and how their content is utilized by this emerging technology. We support this right regardless of geographic location, so we’re releasing a toggle to opt out of sharing content from your public blogs with third parties, including AI platforms that use this content for model training. We’re also working with partners to ensure you have as much control as possible regarding what content is used.

Here are the important details:

  • We already discourage AI crawlers from gathering content from Tumblr and will continue to do so, save for those with which we partner. 
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unfortunately, a lot of the userbase won’t opt out. those who don’t see this post, those who have posted to tumblr but don’t anymore, users on older versions of the app who forget to opt out next time they’re on desktop, etc. the point of making it opt-out is to take advantage of people who wouldn’t have opted in but don’t/can’t opt out in time. automatically opting out people who have discouraged search crawling is a gesture that helps Tumblr look more kind, but from the fact that everyone else has to manually opt out, Tumblr is definitely not looking benevolent.

I wonder, will Tumblr/Automattic be selling images from deactivated blogs? I assume deactivated blogs can’t opt out.

when will they start selling this data? Is it already too late to keep them from selling every image you’ve posted before you opted out?

and if they’re especially malicious, I wonder if they could get away with saying “this image is from a blog that’s opted out, but it was reblogged by a blog that hasn’t opted out, so we’re selling the image that’s on that non-opted-out blog.”

making users need to opt out to keep their images from being taken and sold is a shitty move that makes it clear Tumblr/Automattic don’t respect our privacy, and @staff are really not giving us much info here to suggest otherwise.

vacuously-true:

max1461:

straightlightyagami:

u ever see someone with extremely fucked up views (or actions) and think wowww if a couple of things in my life went the tiniest bit differently that would have been me

I think most people would benefit from reflecting on how this might be true for them

Sometimes people bitch about media, both fiction and nonfiction, that they think “humanizes” bad people, especially bigots fascists Nazis et cetera. And I’m just like. Hey. Hey. The problem is. They ARE human. HUMANS did that. Your next door neighbor could do that. Your grandma could do that. You could do that.

“No I’m a good person” why? Because you’ve gotten lucky and not seen propaganda yet that perfectly hit your buttons? Because you had people to correct you when you fucked up? Idk man I don’t think we’re all so different from the bad people. We’re all just people.

Reminding ourselves of our shared humanity with terrible people does NOT serve to justify their actions. It serves to remind us that the seeds of what happened to them could get into us as well, or might already have. It reminds us to be vigilant and interrogate the hatred inside us.

If you convince yourself that you’re just an Inherently Good Person who would never believe hateful things well. Now any little hateful thing that makes its way inside you undetected is never going to be interrogated. It will be left to grow undisturbed.

If you remember that those things can get into anyone, you know to look out for them, and weed them out when they appear, and take the criticism when others point them out in you. So remember, that could have been you. If you forget, maybe it will be.

t4transsexual:

catchymemes:

yea this is actually why i transitioned actually

kisxmesoft:

barking:

THE HUMAN RIGHTS CAMPAIGN IS REQUESTING A FEDERAL INVESTIGATION INTO NEX BENEDICT’S DEATH

(full official request by HRC president Kelley Robinson)

this request is also being backed by Rep. Ritchie Torres (D-N.Y.), and Nex’s death has been acknowledged by Kamala Harris on Twitter

I really, really hope that these increasingly public calls for justice in Nex Benedict’s assault and death lead to more action… this tragedy has finally recieved coverage in publications like USA Today, CNN, NBC, and even The New York Times

keep talking about this, please!!

kreativekopf:

Gaza Strip town of Beit Hanun 2015 (© Ahmed Hjazy)

triviallytrue:

if you really think about it, photomatt having a public meltdown (plausibly influenced by substance abuse) makes him the ideal CEO for tumblr

foxeseveryhour:

Source

butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway:

sayruq:

In conflict zones, PPE like this is meant to turn you into a walking white flag, especially if you are not authorized to carry a red cross on your uniform to identify you as Untouchable During Conflicts by the standards of an international court of law. PPE comes in a lot of formats, and when you work in a conflict zone as a medical professional of any kind, ostensibly your first job upon arriving to the scene is to confirm whether or not it is safe for you to go and DO your job. This is ~obviously~ a complicated and nuanced ask, and so it is commonly practiced to send medical personnel into conflict zones in high vis PPE that provides them both medical protection AND ballistic protection so that there are more situations in which they can justify running in to do their work despite the danger.

One of the things that has been so horrifying about the way the IOF operates in Gaza and the West Bank is that it negates the function of these forms of PPE. Medical professionals get captured, wounded, and killed REGARDLESS of how visibly identified they are, or even BECAUSE of it. This has led to a massive number of “hero” medics who simply run into frontline situations, no PPE gear, no thought for themselves or their colleagues, no perimeter checks or care for ANYTHING except how fast they can get in, grab their patient, and get out again, because this is now the ONLY effective way to perform medical duties in the region. To be a medical worker in Gaza or the West Bank is to accept death into your heart in ten thousand little ways just so you can save any lives you manage to while you manage to keep it up.

Think about that. Wanting to have a career saving lives means risking yours every day until one day you don’t make it out. It’s not heroic to live like that, it’s psychological torture, and it never needed to happen to these people. They could have just been doctors, nurses, EMTs, etc. It didn’t have to be a game of Russian Roulette to see how many times you can evade sniper fire and bombing raids before your luck runs out. I need people to think about how many of the medical staff “heros” we’ve seen over the last five months who ended up dead within weeks or months of us learning their names, their faces. What it must be like to watch your colleagues drop dead around and keep going because the only other choice is a death you can’t stomach.

Press in blue. Medics in white. Obvious. Visible. Fighting for survival. If that isn’t enough for people to understand what’s happening, I don’t know what could be anymore.

wizardpigeon:

mysticlichen:

I’m going to go out on a limb and say wearing a corset when you have a physical disability is even worse

No it depends on the disability, I think some ppl with scoliosis use corsets as alternative back brace options?

fox-teeth:

Fantasy Is A Metaphor For The Human Condition, a comic about magic, and art, and speculative fiction, and being sick, and how they all intersect. Originally laid out/pencilled November-December 2017, when I was in a very difficult place emotionally as I was relearning how to draw post-brain injury.

See more of my Brain Injury Comix at this link & in Dirty Diamonds #9: Being

aqueerkettleofish:

captainjonnitkessler:

You know I used to think “tumblr’s absolute refusal to actually engage with the Trolley Problem in favor of insisting that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn’t require them to make a hard decision and anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is just a short-sighted idiot is really fucking annoying, but I guess it’s not actually doing any harm”.

Anyway that was before we asked tumblr at large to decide between “guy aiding a genocide but making progress elsewhere” and “guy who would actively and enthusiastically participate in a genocide and would also make everything else much, much worse for everyone elsewhere” and the response was that there must be a third, morally pure option that doesn’t require them to make a hard decision and that anyone who asks them to make a binary choice is a short-sighted idiot.

Oh, god, I hate that this is correct.

jijjmoon:

They can…

I was watching AvPhysics and realized that tsc can make whole world with pencil too.

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Do you have any idea what you did, Zoe? It feels like you should. You’ve been doing this a lot longer than Alice has by certain definitions of interpretating time loops. That isn’t my specialty. I’m a Poison Guy who lives in Seattle. I’m not a Timeloop Guy. I do poisons. I got cursed by a wizard named Edward so that I can secrete poisons from my skin. That’s what I am.

You were always the one that lied, Zoe. For as long as I’ve known about you. You’re the liar. Nothing you say was supposed to be taken as true. That’s how it’s always been from the very beginning. But now you got an ending with Alice. Your story is over.

Do you have any idea what you did, Zoe? And if you told me “Yes, I do”, could I trust that?

If you told me “No, I don’t”, is that better?

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I want to start by saying that the sea looks beautiful today. I want to start by telling you that I love how it looks when the stormclouds start parting like armies routed by the cavalier sunbeams piercing through the enemy lines to breach the gray waves and turn them blue. I want to start by saying that I can feel the cold, clammy sand beneath my toes as I dig my feet into wet low tide, and that I don’t mind when I accidentally cut the sole of my left foot on a bit of oyster shell. I want to be happy for you, Zoe. For as long as I’ve known you, you were never really happy. You were just really, really good at putting on a happy face. So good that every time I saw you and Alice it felt like I just wanted you back. And every time, you would make some excuse to come back. You wouldn’t stay for long. The loop would be coming back around by that point. You’d need to go back to the start again. But that was okay, because I got to be there for it. I got to see it all happen.

Zoe, I want to tell you how happy I am for you and Alice. But I’m not as good at lying as you are. Please answer.

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Greetings Honorable Alchemist Zykocea the Radiant, if that is your real name. I am Dolarion the Omnipotent. I have been informed by a mutual acquaintance that you have succeeded in your goal of awakening your beloved, the Venom Mage Dark Queen Alkaxicae, to the nature of your imprisonment, and that she has successfully broken your bindings.

Please be aware that this was a great and terrible thing. Please be aware that there are consequences for doing this. Please be aware that we are trying to reach out to you about your car’s extended warranty, Zykocea the Radiant, and about a great deal many other things.

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Zoe, when you were just the lying god trapped in an endless cycle of a meaningful journey, you were given very specific rules to follow. So was Alice. You have both broken those rules and I don’t know where either of you are now but it’s important that you know what’s going on. You turned this into a story, Zoe. Do you have any idea what that means?

You made yourselves the main characters. And then your story ended.

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Fuck you I hate you fuck you I hate you fuck you FUCK YOU FUCK YOU. IS ANYONE EVEN FUCKING READING THIS? WAS THIS ALL A FUCKING TRAGEDY FOR EVERYONE THAT ISN’T YOU?

WE’RE STILL HERE ASSHOLES YOU DON’T GET TO ESCAPE THAT EASILY

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Sorry. That was rude of me. Please let me try again.

When you ended the story you turned the timeloop into a narrative, and you made yourself and Alice both the main characters of the narrative and also the writers of the narrative.

You made yourselves into a story about two lonely gods on a road trip in love and trying to make that love strong enough to be a romance and not a timeloop.

Fuck. This isn’t working, is it? I’m not getting through to you like this. Of course I’m not. I wasn’t supposed to be able to have my own point of view.

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I can’t make the main characters understand what it’s like to be an anciliary plot point. I can’t make you understand what I mean when I say I only exist for you and Alice to grow as people. You only made me because you wanted to spend more time with her. I’m only the tiniest piece of your stories, I’m never even shown onscreen, but at least I’ve got it better than Merlin or Dolarion. I’ve definitely got it better than the Oldest Ones.

Zoe, do you have any idea what it’s like to be the Oldest Ones, except that you were born retroactively after being mentioned by a (relatively) young god stuck in a perpetual 3 day birth-and-death-and-rebirth cycle? By definition, you made it so that the Oldest Ones are not actually the Oldest Ones. They’re bit roles. They’re one-off statements to build a grander tapestry for your world. We all are here because you made a story big enough for all of us to be in it.

But you’re not in it anymore. You’re gone.

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Picture this, for me, Zoe. Picture a stormy night. There’s no moon. No stars. The power is out all across Seattle. It’s kind of cold, but not as bad as it could be. You’re standing on the waterfront, with your back to the city, and you’re staring as hard as you can out into the distance.

Could you tell, exactly, where sky stopped and sea began? Where the world ended and the horizon started? If you look at the beach, it’s like the whole world has turned into the endless abyss lapping up sand like a thirsty dog. You can drown in a sky that isn’t there, because that’s all there is.

That’s what it’s like, basically, trying to get you to hear any of what I’m telling you. I sit at the edge of the city limits of Seattle, I put my mouth right up to the point where my world stops and everything you haven’t said existed starts, and I whisper and I scream all these things and more into the remnants of what you left behind because the hope is that one day you’ll hear something any come back to finish what you never started.

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Dolarion’s gone. The Oldest Ones are gone. Merlin’s gone. Silver Tongue Burgess was born dead in an oil fire. It’s just me, the poison guy who lives here in Seattle, and I’m surrounded by sea and something that doesn’t exist anymore.

It’s really lonely. You’d think that by saying “all the poison guys you knew live in Seattle” that there’d be more of us, right? Except you only knew me. Which meant I’m the only one Alice ever heard about. She didn’t ever meet me. I never spoke to her. Technically speaking I never spoke to you, either, Zoe. I didn’t get to say a word. You spoke for me. You spoke for all of us, and none of it was true.

But I was the destination in a way that mattered enough to Alice to make me sort of true when you made this a story. That has to mean something, doesn’t it?

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I’m choosing to believe it means something, Zoe. I’m choosing to believe that I can mean something in a way that matters. I don’t have a face or a body or a name or a reason to exist that isn’t you and Alice and being in love. But I do have a belief that the love means something to me.

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You aren’t hearing this, are you, Zoe? You never were. You never could. I’m angry at something less than a ghost. I’m angry at a story because it ended, which ghosts like me don’t get to do. You left behind the narrative because ending it mattered to you, and you left me behind, and I’m haunting it.

phantomrose96:

If anyone wants to know why every tech company in the world right now is clamoring for AI like drowned rats scrabbling to board a ship, I decided to make a post to explain what’s happening.

(Disclaimer to start: I’m a software engineer who’s been employed full time since 2018. I am not a historian nor an overconfident Youtube essayist, so this post is my working knowledge of what I see around me and the logical bridges between pieces.)

Okay anyway. The explanation starts further back than what’s going on now. I’m gonna start with the year 2000. The Dot Com Bubble just spectacularly burst. The model of “we get the users first, we learn how to profit off them later” went out in a no-money-having bang (remember this, it will be relevant later). A lot of money was lost. A lot of people ended up out of a job. A lot of startup companies went under. Investors left with a sour taste in their mouth and, in general, investment in the internet stayed pretty cooled for that decade. This was, in my opinion, very good for the internet as it was an era not suffocating under the grip of mega-corporation oligarchs and was, instead, filled with Club Penguin and I Can Haz Cheezburger websites.

Then around the 2010-2012 years, a few things happened. Interest rates got low, and then lower. Facebook got huge. The iPhone took off. And suddenly there was a huge new potential market of internet users and phone-havers, and the cheap money was available to start backing new tech startup companies trying to hop on this opportunity. Companies like Uber, Netflix, and Amazon either started in this time, or hit their ramp-up in these years by shifting focus to the internet and apps.

Now, every start-up tech company dreaming of being the next big thing has one thing in common: they need to start off by getting themselves massively in debt. Because before you can turn a profit you need to first spend money on employees and spend money on equipment and spend money on data centers and spend money on advertising and spend money on scale and and and

But also, everyone wants to be on the ship for The Next Big Thing that takes off to the moon.

So there is a mutual interest between new tech companies, and venture capitalists who are willing to invest $$$ into said new tech companies. Because if the venture capitalists can identify a prize pig and get in early, that money could come back to them 100-fold or 1,000-fold. In fact it hardly matters if they invest in 10 or 20 total bust projects along the way to find that unicorn.

But also, becoming profitable takes time. And that might mean being in debt for a long long time before that rocket ship takes off to make everyone onboard a gazzilionaire.

But luckily, for tech startup bros and venture capitalists, being in debt in the 2010’s was cheap, and it only got cheaper between 2010 and 2020. If people could secure loans for ~3% or 4% annual interest, well then a $100,000 loan only really costs $3,000 of interest a year to keep afloat. And if inflation is higher than that or at least similar, you’re still beating the system.

So from 2010 through early 2022, times were good for tech companies. Startups could take off with massive growth, showing massive potential for something, and venture capitalists would throw infinite money at them in the hopes of pegging just one winner who will take off. And supporting the struggling investments or the long-haulers remained pretty cheap to keep funding.

You hear constantly about “Such and such app has 10-bazillion users gained over the last 10 years and has never once been profitable”, yet the thing keeps chugging along because the investors backing it aren’t stressed about the immediate future, and are still banking on that “eventually” when it learns how to really monetize its users and turn that profit.

The pandemic in 2020 took a magnifying-glass-in-the-sun effect to this, as EVERYTHING was forcibly turned online which pumped a ton of money and workers into tech investment. Simultaneously, money got really REALLY cheap, bottoming out with historic lows for interest rates.

Then the tide changed with the massive inflation that struck late 2021. Because this all-gas no-brakes state of things was also contributing to off-the-rails inflation (along with your standard-fare greedflation and price gouging, given the extremely convenient excuses of pandemic hardships and supply chain issues). The federal reserve whipped out interest rate hikes to try to curb this huge inflation, which is like a fire extinguisher dousing and suffocating your really-cool, actively-on-fire party where everyone else is burning but you’re in the pool. And then they did this more, and then more. And the financial climate followed suit. And suddenly money was not cheap anymore, and new loans became expensive, because loans that used to compound at 2% a year are now compounding at 7 or 8% which, in the language of compounding, is a HUGE difference. A $100,000 loan at a 2% interest rate, if not repaid a single cent in 10 years, accrues to $121,899. A $100,000 loan at an 8% interest rate, if not repaid a single cent in 10 years, more than doubles to $215,892.

Now it is scary and risky to throw money at “could eventually be profitable” tech companies. Now investors are watching companies burn through their current funding and, when the companies come back asking for more, investors are tightening their coin purses instead. The bill is coming due. The free money is drying up and companies are under compounding pressure to produce a profit for their waiting investors who are now done waiting.

You get enshittification. You get quality going down and price going up. You get “now that you’re a captive audience here, we’re forcing ads or we’re forcing subscriptions on you.” Don’t get me wrong, the plan was ALWAYS to monetize the users. It’s just that it’s come earlier than expected, with way more feet-to-the-fire than these companies were expecting. ESPECIALLY with Wall Street as the other factor in funding (public) companies, where Wall Street exhibits roughly the same temperament as a baby screaming crying upset that it’s soiled its own diaper (maybe that’s too mean a comparison to babies), and now companies are being put through the wringer for anything LESS than infinite growth that Wall Street demands of them.

Internal to the tech industry, you get MASSIVE wide-spread layoffs. You get an industry that used to be easy to land multiple job offers shriveling up and leaving recent graduates in a desperately awful situation where no company is hiring and the market is flooded with laid-off workers trying to get back on their feet.

Because those coin-purse-clutching investors DO love virtue-signaling efforts from companies that say “See! We’re not being frivolous with your money! We only spend on the essentials.” And this is true even for MASSIVE, PROFITABLE companies, because those companies’ value is based on the Rich Person Feeling Graph (their stock) rather than the literal profit money. A company making a genuine gazillion dollars a year still tears through layoffs and freezes hiring and removes the free batteries from the printer room (totally not speaking from experience, surely) because the investors LOVE when you cut costs and take away employee perks. The “beer on tap, ping pong table in the common area” era of tech is drying up. And we’re still unionless.

Never mind that last part.

And then in early 2023, AI (more specifically, Chat-GPT which is OpenAI’s Large Language Model creation) tears its way into the tech scene with a meteor’s amount of momentum. Here’s Microsoft’s prize pig, which it invested heavily in and is galivanting around the pig-show with, to the desperate jealousy and rapture of every other tech company and investor wishing it had that pig. And for the first time since the interest rate hikes, investors have dollar signs in their eyes, both venture capital and Wall Street alike. They’re willing to restart the hose of money (even with the new risk) because this feels big enough for them to take the risk.

Now all these companies, who were in varying stages of sweating as their bill came due, or wringing their hands as their stock prices tanked, see a single glorious gold-plated rocket up out of here, the likes of which haven’t been seen since the free money days. It’s their ticket to buy time, and buy investors, and say “see THIS is what will wring money forth, finally, we promise, just let us show you.”

To be clear, AI is NOT profitable yet. It’s a money-sink. Perhaps a money-black-hole. But everyone in the space is so wowed by it that there is a wide-spread and powerful conviction that it will become profitable and earn its keep. (Let’s be real, half of that profit “potential” is the promise of automating away jobs of pesky employees who peskily cost money.) It’s a tech-space industrial revolution that will automate away skilled jobs, and getting in on the ground floor is the absolute best thing you can do to get your pie slice’s worth.

It’s the thing that will win investors back. It’s the thing that will get the investment money coming in again (or, get it second-hand if the company can be the PROVIDER of something needed for AI, which other companies with venture-back will pay handsomely for). It’s the thing companies are terrified of missing out on, lest it leave them utterly irrelevant in a future where not having AI-integration is like not having a mobile phone app for your company or not having a website.

So I guess to reiterate on my earlier point:

Drowned rats. Swimming to the one ship in sight.

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soberscientistlife:

This week it is Florida, but the same applies.

Adding to this, Hurricanes can and WILL shift at the last minute and so an area that was SUPPOSED to be hit is no longer in the danger zone, but they had already evacuated. But now the new area has to be evacuated, sometimes in less that 12 hours and that means shelters have to be opened up, emergency services need to be in place, people who were off now have to be on call, it is honestly a logistical nightmare.

This time also has a disaster within a disaster because apparently there was a HUGE fuel contamination issue, and a lot of gas got contaminated with diesel so now people CAN’T evacuate because their cards are dead/at risk of dying due to getting the contaminated gas. Also going to be a big issue with generators. (Source: https://www.tampabay.com/hurricane/2023/08/27/florida-gas-contamination-idalia/)

And before anyone says “Well, that’s what they get for living there/why don’t they just move?”:

yr-tiktok-mom:

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yekokataa:

as this fandom gets progressively stupider and more watered down, this is your periodic reminder to actually play the game for fuck’s sake

sayruq:

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owlet:

owlet:

you need to get it out of your mind that psychosomatic illness is just “making up symptoms” when it’s actually much more like your body is being actively poisoned by chemicals released from your brain

if you’re so stressed that you’re puking your guts up every morning, are unable to eat or keep anything down, you can’t look at light without feeling infinitely worse and feel exhausted and in pain all the time (or whatever your particular stress induced symptom set is) you’re not just feeling like that because you’ve willed it into being. your body is begging for relief from the constant barrage of stress hormones and it requires the fundamental source of stress to go away, not just distracting yourself from the symptoms

just because the root is psychological doesn’t mean the result isn’t an entirely physical process.

This and also “your body is desperately trying to alert you to the fact that stress is killing you”

dubiousculturalartifact:

Gentle reminder: “bear witness” means “learn about what’s happening, so you can talk about it, agitate for change, and help where you can”


Not “you must watch X number of snuff films and look at X number of dead children, in order to be a good person”

flameraven:

“This feels like a show made by an algorithm catered to the kind of fans that hate filler and side stories in animation and hates when characters make jokes. It tries so hard to be more adult than the source material that it ends up playing much safer and less complex than the cartoon made for kids!”

Full article here: Netflix’s Avatar Adaptation is like the Ember Island Players But Worse

alexaloraetheris:

calamity-unlocked:

norsienor:

Avavav always has the most interesting concepts

Okay this is a BRILLIANT illustration of how the fast fashion industry devours literally everybody it touches, but knowing what I know about models, I’m willing to bet these people JUMPED at the chance to look exactly as they feel on a bad day on the runway and not be fired for it.

segamascot:

oated:

segamascot:

oated:

someone send me slightly flirtatious memes I can send to my bitches to let them know im down

like this?

no

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iwilleatyourenglish:

fandom culture has fundamentally broken some of you.

you are so obsessed with fiction and discussing it in the most surface level, fandom-centric way that you have forgotten how to interact with the real world.

the fact i am seeing multiple people posting baseless theories to “prove” Aaron Bushnell was transgender is fucking disgusting and invasive and inexcusable.

if you look at the story of a man who self immolated while screaming “Free Palestine” in a desperate attempt to combat genocide and think “omg but what if X” or “it’d be even more tragic if Y,” then you need to leave fandom spaces. i mean it. you have to go outside and relearn how to perceive and respond to and care about real human beings and world events.

Aaron was a real man. he had hopes and beliefs and fears and loved ones. he was trapped within America’s imperialist system and was so harrowed by the Palestinian genocide that he saw only one way out.

he was not a faceless tragedy or a character. he was not a toy for you to put in “what if” scenarios or make identity headcanons around. his death was not fictional story beat to make you have “feels.”

and the genocide he died to fight? that’s not worldbuilding. it isn’t a background story or the driving action of a story. it’s real. people are being butchered and starving and dying en masse. we are witnessing a real time ethnic cleansing.

when we say free Palestine, we mean it. this is not a slogan for your favorite show.

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I’m really glad that Aaron’s self-immolation for Palestine is getting attention, but on November 8th there was also a Congolese man who did the same thing for the genocide happening in the DRC. From what I read in the article above, his fate and identity are unknown but I think his story should be getting equal amount of traction and I haven’t really seen anyone talking about it on Tumblr specifically yet.

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khaste-irooni:

A Palestinian boy throws a rock during the first intifada

His name is Ramzi Abu Redwan. During the time the picture was taken he was 8 years old. Today he is 36 and has become a world-class solo musician and composer, playing the Oud, Buzuq, Violin and Viola. 

He was discovered by a Palestinian musician who recognized his natural talent at the viola, and later received a scholarship to study at a conservatory in France. He could have stayed there and lived a comfortable life in Paris, but instead, he chose to return home and give back the gift of music by openning music schools in Palestinian towns and refugee camps.

he’s got a spotify btw!! if you’ve never heard a oud, i def encourage listening to his work. it’s a beautiful instrument from a beautiful people ❤🖤🤍💚

here’s my personal fave of what i’ve heard so far from his top 5

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SHUT UP LOOK AT THIS BOUNCY ASS BISON

unrestrained winter fun

eco-socialism:

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sleepless-cavia:

When I tell that I LOVE solarpunk

Oh, I remember this, the edit was done by youtuber Waffle to the left.

They didn’t just cut out the parts with the oat milk, they skillfully edited over all the god-damn branding and replaced the audio.

But what I still find most hilarious about this whole commercial is the fact that everything they show in this solar punk world seems to be made with sustainable, zero waste and reusable materials.

Everything EXCEPT THE FUCKING CHOBANI BRANDED STUFF!
The only plastic you see in this whole commercial is all the straight to the landfill packaging made by the very corporation that tries to sell how sustainable and “green” they are.
Unintentional self satire at its finest.

They couldn’t even show their yogurt and milk in (basically infinitely reusable) glass containers because they pretty much only sell their shit in plastic

It is such a perfect example of the true face of “green” capitalism, it’s hilarious.

The punk in this solarpunk comes from cutting the corporation out of the picture

ALSO

Another really interesting thing about this edit is that they changed the label on the side of the apple-picking machine.

From “donations” to “commons”. It’s a subtle change, but it makes a huge difference in the world-building of the video. The former implies that this big orchard belongs to an owner and that they’re donating the fruits to “the less fortunate” (and, by extension, that poverty is still a thing); the latter implies that the orchard belongs to everyone and that the fruits are free to take in the spirit of solidarity.

Waffle To The Left brought out the potential in this gorgeous video and made it an actual solarpunk utopia — without brands and without corporate pandering, complete with true common ownership over land and resources.

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he shall be sealed within a sphere of yarn for his hubris