when lifting a pleated skirt to show off your sweet kicks, make sure you hold it from the front and not the back or else everyone will say you look like a trashcan with feet.
i want to be upset about it but like i really cannot blame you, this one’s on me.
There are two types of ocean observers in the world: those who gaze into the eyes of a giant deep-sea isopod and see absolute adorableness, and those who find them completely creepy. Which team are you?
when lifting a pleated skirt to show off your sweet kicks, make sure you hold it from the front and not the back or else everyone will say you look like a trashcan with feet.
i want to be upset about it but like i really cannot blame you, this one’s on me.
My friend Miley (~368F) was not my friend at the time I robbed her. For context, I was kidnapped by aliens a couple of weeks ago. I escaped, but crashlanded in the wilderness with nothing but the clothes on my back. Since then, my fellow survivors and I have formed a party to hunt down, rob, and kill our way to the alien boss. That was how I met Miley.
After my friends and I knocked her unconscious, we redistributed everything she owned among ourselves. The others liked their casual clothes but I hated mine, so I got hers. I wore them at night exclusively until I found some PJs that I liked. I still wear Miley's clothes for parties and date nights since they are still quite nice. I don't expect to find any pretty clothes soon since the towns near us are either full of refugees, fungal-shaped beings, alien cultists, or zombies.
Flash forward a few days later. I found Miley in a cell at another stronghold and set her free. She's staying with us while we murder our way through the stronghold. I noticed that at night she always wears the same set of casual clothes, which is identical to the one I stole. The party is drinking around the campfire tonight and I have an choice to make.
Would it be weird to wear Miley's stolen clothing to dinner while she's wearing the exact same thing?
Just two tweets on why non-Black people really should not be using “Rest in Power” for the deaths of White people (even when they are allies for the cause):
genuinely one of the saddest parts of this new era of the internet is how hard it is to rick roll someone now. with people’s attention spans shortening so much, they wouldn’t even get through the first few bait seconds before clicking off the video. like i saw a comment that ended with “btw i made all of this up” and the replies kept treating it so seriously because none of them finished the entire 4 sentence comment. and We’re no strangers to love You know the rules and so do I (do I) A full commitment’s what I’m thinking of You wouldn’t get this from any other guy I just wanna tell you how I’m feeling Gotta make you understand Never gonna give you up Never gonna let you down Never gonna run around and desert you Never gonna make you cry Never gonna say goodbye Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
something really cool happened today that i wanted to share:
my nephew is 9 years old, and a stereotypical little boy. he likes dinosaurs, minecraft, and ninjas.
today i walked in on him excitedly watching Nimona with my dad. (minor spoiler warning!)
i had never heard of it, but i sat down and watched some of it, just to see why he was so happy.
he started narrating it, anticipating parts of it, almost as if he’d seen it before. he had.
we didn’t get to finish it, but i watched it on my own, because it looked fun and i wanted to see how it ended.
and i loved it. it was a fun, exciting, fantastical adventure about the importance of acceptance people who are different to us.
and it had a very clear queer subplot.
one that my nephew hadn’t mentioned at all in his explanation of the film. his summary was “it’s about a monster who helps a knight that was framed for killing the queen”.
and honestly yeah, that is what the film was about.
before sharing it with us, he had watched it all, engrossed himself in the story, took it in entirely, and the part he cared about most was whether Nimona got her acceptance. he wasn’t indoctrinated, or confused, or questioning anything about himself.
he didn’t bat an eyelid over a gay love confession. he just enjoyed the film, raved about it, made my 60 year old dad watch the movie about the monster who didn’t fit in.
he’s still the same little boy who’s been asking us how to get a girlfriend.
the only thing a movie centred around queer and queer-coded characters taught my nephew was that those who are different to him are not monsters. that’s it.
Fun Fact, we easily could nationalize the railroads, it’s perfectly constitutional, check the commerce clause, there is no reason for us to not nationalize the railroads. It’s been done before in WW1
You can’t vote out fascism because fascism ultimately subverts bourgeois liberal democracy on a wave of popular (though not majority) support. Fascism first elects itself into office and then seeks to supersede the state through a collaboration with the police, the military and the existing conservative parties.
You can’t vote out what ultimately seeks to destroy your ability to democratically participate in public life. You can only smash it. Fascism has only been defeated through a direct meeting of force and it has never been defeated by voting.
Gee, I thought these people were the ones who were like “If you don’t like it, you can just move to a blue state.”
And now they’re mad the guy is doing just that?
You can’t oppress and discriminate against someone then be mad when they take their highly useful skill elsewhere.
His point is basically that he’s going to go where he’s wanted. Guys like Brett realize, as he’s leaving that he’s actually beneficial to the society he’s leaving. If he wasn’t, Bret would be celebrating. This brain drain they’re fretting about is entirely of their own bigoted doing. If they’d thought about retaining great contributors to society instead of culture wars, there’d be no issue.
And the guy still is doing his job, by the way. Saving sick kids.
He just wants to do it in a state that doesn’t hate him and his family.
“You cannot demand a service while simultaneously degrading those who provide it for you.”
I cried because I was eating pizza and scrolling through Tumblr when I came across two posts.
One, of that map thing queried, showing the stories of queer Palestinians.
The other, videos of Palestinians singing a song about how they will stay where they are. A song of freedom.
Because I could sit in my bed, eat warm oven bake pizza, and scroll past posts of Gazans and Palestinians in pain, but they can’t scroll past their pain.
They cannot scroll past the memory of their parents being killed
Past the memory of the girl hanging of the side of a building with her legs in ribbons
Past the memory of having to call their friends phone to find their body under the rubble.
Free Gaza.
Free Gaza so that they may sing of their freedom, not of their fear.
From the river to the sea, and free Palestine until it’s backwards.
I cried because I was eating pizza and scrolling through Tumblr when I came across two posts.
One, of that map thing queried, showing the stories of queer Palestinians.
The other, videos of Palestinians singing a song about how they will stay where they are. A song of freedom.
Because I could sit in my bed, eat warm oven bake pizza, and scroll past posts of Gazans and Palestinians in pain, but they can’t scroll past their pain.
They cannot scroll past the memory of their parents being killed
Past the memory of the girl hanging of the side of a building with her legs in ribbons
Past the memory of having to call their friends phone to find their body under the rubble.
Free Gaza.
Free Gaza so that they may sing of their freedom, not of their fear.
From the river to the sea, and free Palestine until it’s backwards.
Working on my novel and couldn’t figure out why it felt so empty. I didn’t have any filler. It was all 100% plot. The characters only interacted when necessary. I didn’t prattle on about the scenery or how the birds sounded. I had all my fuller stuff that I loved saved in another file because I “didn’t need it”.
Y’all, I knew this existed in TV shows but it didn’t hit me until this that everything is being whittled down. We are so starving for filler that we snap up anything. I unload all mine on Tumblr or keep it in a massive Google Docs. It SUCKS.
Honestly? Death to plot necessity. Revive filler. Revive unnecessary interactions. Revive just vibing with characters sometimes. I don’t want to just consume the plot and I don’t want to just create the plot either.
Okay so this blew up more than I expected. Here’s the thing guys-
When you’re new to the game, you write things that aren’t “in”, you write anything that could be considered “political” or “woke”, it makes it hard to break through the noise. I’ve gotten agents, and then been told to “tone down” my stories (especially if I have a trans MC). I, a freaking Anthropology major with a focus in Human Culture and Pop (yes, weapons are a HUGE part of this) have been told that guns didn’t exist in the 1500s and I need to “do my research”. I have been told that my work wouldn’t reach a wide enough demographic, that I prattle on, that I get too off topic with my “side quests”.
I could go on about all the things that agents and publishing houses tell you when you’re new. Yes, I have published a couple works through writing apps. Yes, I do currently have an agent. And it’s been HARD. I can’t just write what I want. “The Great American Novel” isn’t something we get to decide. It’s what the Trad Pub Houses think will sell.
If you want to write what you want, self publish. I’m in the process of using Kindle. I just want to be able to be proud of what I’ve put out and know that I didn’t compromise. I like giving “too many” details, and based on the interaction I’ve gotten on my posts, y’all do too. I have resigned myself to the fact I’ll never be a big name author, and you can’t go into writing thinking you’ll be the next Stephen King. I’m okay with that.
I’m not saying this to dissuade you. I think you SHOULD write. You SHOULD try! I just also think to avoid the pain of rejection or being faced with reworking something you loved that I myself have been dealing with this for 15+ years), acknowledge and be okay with the fact that you’ll have to choose, and be okay if your work only makes you happy.
do you all remember in the early 2010s where people were talking about freeing the nipple and that mixed-gender sports should become a thing and the removal of period tax and all of that and then some people realised that would mean trans people too ans they instantly decided to revert to bioessentialism 101 and now i have to see grating sentences like Well maybe jeopardy should be gender-segregated because males have a biological advantage in pressing a button
“I’m personally a Holocaust survivor as an infant, I barely survived.
My grandparents were killed in Aushwitz and most of my extended family were killed.
I became a Zionist; this dream of the Jewish people resurrected in their historical homeland and the barbed wire of Aushwitz being replaced by the boundaries of a Jewish state with a powerful army…and then I found out that it wasn’t exactly like that, that in order to make this Jewish dream a reality we had to visit a nightmare on the local population.
There’s no way you could have ever created a Jewish state without oppressing and expelling the local population. Jewish Israeli historians have shown without a doubt that the expulsion of Palestinians was persistent, pervasive, cruel, murderous and with deliberate intent - that’s what’s called the ‘Nakba’ in Arabic; the 'disaster’ or the 'catastrophe’.
There’s a law that you cannot deny the Holocaust, but in Israel you’re not allowed to mention the Nakba, even though it’s at the very basis of the foundation of Israel.
I visited the Occupied Territories (West Bank) during the first intifada. I cried every day for two weeks at what I saw; the brutality of the occupation, the petty harassment, the murderousness of it, the cutting down of Palestinian olive groves, the denial of water rights, the humiliations…and this went on, and now it’s much worse than it was then. It’s the longest ethnic cleansing operation in the 20th and 21st century.
I could land in Tel Aviv tomorrow and demand citizenship but my Palestinian friend in Vancouver, who was born in Jerusalem, can’t even visit! So then you have these miserable people packed into this, horrible…people call it an 'outdoor prison’, which is what it is. You don’t have to support Hamas policies to stand up for Palestinian rights, that’s a complete falsity.
You think the worse thing you can say about Hamas, multiply it by a thousand times, and it still will not meet the Israeli repression and killing and dispossession of Palestinians.
And 'anybody who criticises Israel is an anti-Semite’ is simply an egregious attempt to intimidate good non-Jews who are willing to stand up for what is true.”
Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.
I’m so glad this is a universal wondering among vagina-owners, haha.
‘Vagina-owners’
Tune in next time for: Are these menstrual cramps? Am I pregnant? Is it just gas? I wouldn’t have to ask these questions if I didn’t have a damn uterus
Next week: Is it a bladder infection? An ovarian cyst? Do I have endometriosis? Oh God please do not let it be cervical cancer! A 20/20 special
Y'all are forgetting the all-time classic: Is it just my period or is my appendix about to burst? Some nice tea and a heatpack or 911 and emergency surgery?
There is actually a test for that last one!
Place your hand over the pain, press down slightly and release. If the pain doesn’t change by any great margin, you’re fine. If it suddenly becomes some painful you can barely stand, Get thee to an Emergency Room
reblog for the safety of vaginas and their owners
The appendix test works with or without a vagina so reblogging for everyone.
“Nobody’s going to want to sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours to get from New York City to LA.”
Me. I will sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours. I’ll sit on it for days. I’ll write and read and nap and eat and then do it all over again. I’ll stare out the windows and see America from ground level and not have to drive. I’ll see the Rockies and the deserts and cornfields and the Mississippi River and your house and yours and yours too. I’ll make up stories in my head about the small towns I see as we go along. I’ll see the states I’ve yet to see because driving or flying there is a fucking slog and expensive to boot. I’ll enjoy the ride as much as the destination. And then I’ll do it all over again to come the fuck home.
I had a work trip to Cincinnati last month and I really wanted to take Amtrak to get there but instead of a 90 minute flight it would have been at least 20 hours of train travel, with no good options for departure or arrival time. Don’t have a car, not interested in a 10+ hour road trip in the middle of winter. I would really have loved to take the train but alas.
If 15 hours to LA becomes a reality, I’ll see my college roommate so much more often.
I’m hoping we get the Amtrak approved here; it would solve so many problems
Google has announced that starting in June 2024, ad blockers such as uBlock Origin will be disabled in Chrome 127 and later with the rollout of Manifest V3 (#Mv3).
Google has announced that starting in June 2024, ad blockers such as uBlock Origin will be disabled in Chrome 127 and later with the rollout of Manifest V3 (#Mv3).
Google has announced that starting in June 2024, ad blockers such as uBlock Origin will be disabled in Chrome 127 and later with the rollout of Manifest V3 (#Mv3).
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