had a dream the cw rebooted supernatural but under the premise that fans decide what happens next in the show via instagram polls for some reason and i tried to recreate the image i saw in my dreams
Laios is a little more ruthless than I am about it but I appreciate that he loves and admires creatures even while also seeing them as delicious food. I feel like the writing does a really good job showing the mindset that eating living things is not morally exclusive from loving them and loving nature. I love squids and I eat squids. I know they would eat me too. And if they did I would forgive them.
I’m kind of at a point where the “queer spaces” i feel safest in are the ones that have a pet cishet dude or two hanging around
When a space cares a lot about making sure its members are queer enough to participate, you get a space that aggressively polices the queerness of its members. There’s no way around that, it’s pretty much tautologically true. Only by paradoxically not actually caring if you’re queer or not can a group really accept the full range of what queerness can look like.
Also, a space that has room for a cis straight guy who means well and wants the best for his friends has two crucial things going for it.
1) it has space for people who are learning and might fuck up a bit while they figure things out, and that learning process is probably not so godawful and unpleasant that a guy with other prospects would have to be a fool not to go find some nicer friends. This is nice because it is very difficult to personally embody the entire alphabet at once, and learning how to be good allies to one another is a crucial part of queer solidarity. It’s nice for that process not to be painful.
2) it has space for people who aren’t yet willing to or comfortable with presenting an externally queer label to continue to exist and soak up the queer vibes and information, which means it’s welcoming to actual questioning people rather than the theory of questioning people. Probably it therefore has more interest in actually doing things rather than hierarchy politics.
3) it’s probably not a radfem tar pit interested in weaponising you against people they’ve decided to hate in a social smear war that benefits nobody and nothing but their need for a power trip
Oh it’s even more than that! The cis straight guy is very often a ride home, dad or husband. Or a Bob which I will explain in this essay is a signifier of a healthy ecosystem, like frogs are.
This is a 3 am take so consider this a blanket apology and a readmore but if you hate this post you were warned.
The IOF opened fire on starving civilians trying to collect food aid murdering dozens and injuring an estimated hundreds or more they then crushed some of the injured by running over them with tanks. This was their “reason.”
Today’s daily dose of Batshit Australian Politics comes courtesy of Australian Senator Bob “Gay Crocodiles” Katter (yes that one) who today picked a fight with the Australian parliament cafe, which he refused to leave until they accepted a $50 bill as payment instead of a card/tap.
Although staff at the cafe offered to just give Bob his meal for free, he refused to leave until they took the cash. The stoush was eventually settled when a manager was called in and agreed they legally have to take Bob’s money.
“Your plastic magic won’t work without electricity" Bob told the press afterwards, “and without cash you’ll starve.”
The national newswire AAP sent out the story today with this incredible line and photo attached:
Staff offered to give Mr Katter his fish for free, but he remained hungry for justice.
When creating the new Australian National University in 1946, the Australian parliament can probably be forgiven for being far too polite to ever raise the suggestion that the acronym ANU may one day lead to problems.
And so it is in the year 2023, that Australia’s highest ranked university has to regularly remind people not to add a possessive ’s’ to their name in headlines, lest the web address be shortened like so:
Likewise the unfortunately named ANU Sports has to go to great lengths to make sure that their name never appears as an acrostic, or on a single line without spaces:
But the award absolutely must go to the ANU Soccer Club magazine, cheekily named ‘SCUM’ by a student in the 90s much to the ongoing horror of design teams to this day
In the 2010 Australian election, candidates running under the banner of the “Australian Sex Party” won 250,000 first preference senate votes, making it briefly the fourth largest party in the country
For those that aren’t in Australia right now, we have the funniest scandal going on.
Firstly let us introduce you to the eye of the storm: Sam Kerr. Sam is a women’s soccer player who has in the last year become one of the most famous and beloved athletes in Australia. Captain of the women’s national team, Sam became something of a cult figure after the last Women’s Soccer World Cup became a complete unpredicted sensation in Australia, with the whole country getting behind the team.
Sam, up until now, has had probably one of the most squeaky clean images in sport. Generally in Australia it is not uncommon for our sports stars to be caught up in scandals involving drugs:
violence:
drinking their own urine:
or if you’re cricket legend Shane Warne, probably all three at once.
Contrasting all this, Sam’s image as the squeaky clean saviour for sport made it all the more shocking this last week, when it was announced that Kerr was to face trial after having been charged by the UK police of a “racially aggravated offence” involving a taxi driver.
This was shocking news. Nobody knew what to make of it. Sam was a model for young girls everywhere and a national treasure. “This is why we can’t have nice things” screamed the nation. It seemed like all hope was lost.
That is, until, yesterday, when the UK police finally revealed the full details of the case, in which Sam Kerr, sporting legend, was arrested for vomiting in a cab, and then telling an intervening police officer that he was a “stupid white bastard”.
Now we probably don’t need to point out that in Australia, vomiting in a taxi and then calling a cop a bastard is about as close to a national culture as we have.
You could not have come up with a better headline to make someone a national hero.
Needless to say, Sam in now being hailed down under as the greatest legend that ever lived, and a petition has already been started to have her picture added to the $5 note.
The tide has swung so far that not one, but TWO, state Premiers have spoken out in support of Kerr, and the Prime Minister has even gone on the record describing her as “a delight”.
And so ends the racial abuse saga of our greatest sports hero of all time, and the very first reverse milkshake duck to ever exist.
“If I had time travel I’d kill Hitler” “If I had time travel I’d stop my favourite politician getting assassinated” you’re all thinking way too small. If I had time travel I’d stop Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin from dying on the moon due to Soviet sabotage, kicking off the Great Nuclear War and devastating half of the planet.
Your mum’s ability to hold up under active gunfire was really hot. I’m your dad now.
Isn’t that the plot of Terminator
Where do you think the plot for Terminator came from?
This is such a classic trainwreck post that has the vibes of a 2014 screenshot posted to Pinterest and then the last addition is just last Tuesday I can’t even
Imagine how I feel
This post is a goldmine
This post is an eagle that has a taste for my liver
Friendly reminder that LGBTQ+, Queer, and LGBT+ are the preferred terms for the community (x).
Friendly reminder that Queer is approved by 72.9% of the people, and the groups who don’t prefer it’s use as an umbrella term are straight people, exclusionists, transmeds, truscums, sex-negative people, and sex work critical people (x).
Friendly reminder that aros and aces are excluded only 9.2% /
8.1%
of the time respectively while being included
78.9%
/ 81.2% of the time (x)
Friendly reminder that exclusionists are in the minority and aro/ace people are included in the LGBTQ+ community by the people within the community.
Also, i checked out the survey the second claim sources a while back: this is not OP choosing the words truscum, exclusionist, etc. These are labels that the survey gave people the option to self-identify as. It’s self-proclaimed exclusionists who dont like the word queer, not random accusations
yeah that’s super important.
This one gets reblogged on main. The reclassification of ‘queer’ as an inexcusable slur is a recent development which stems in part from exclusionist rhetoric. We reclaimed it decades ago. Learn our history. You are not immune to TERF propaganda, but you can absolutely choose to educate yourself to spite it.
Be kind. 💜
“friend of Dorothy” was used to say you were gay discreetly for fucking years. Where did it come from?
“You have some queer friends, Dorothy”, and she replies, “The queerness doesn’t matter, so long as they’re friends.”
Like, it was popular enough for it to be a thing in ww2.
do you ever hear people talking about something and you’re like. fuck. let me be real for a second. i’m too much of a commie to have this conversation
“of course this is the bare minimum amount of labor someone must perform to be a human being worthy of being alive! what do you think, rimon?” brother if i told you what i think about this your head would fucking explode.
Lying to children is fun when they know you are being ridiculous. When you hold up a carrot like “guys look at this huge Cheeto” and they all scream “NOOOOOOOOO that’s a CARE-OTT!”
“What? No, it’s my giant Cheeto.”
“NOOOOOOO!”
When I was a camp counselor a fellow counselor claimed that any silly camp song we sang was “his next hit single” and we should all follow him on SoundCloud and he stuck by this daily and it never ceased to amuse both the adults and the children.
When children are small and learning to count and you say the numbers out of order? Peak comedy.
“How many toys are there? Let’s see… oneeee, twooo, six!”
“NO! One two three!”
“What? Are you sure? Let me try again. One, two… six?”
“Noooooo!”
Once reduced a toddler into a fit of giggles by singing “A B C D E F Q.”
on Halloween at the store i work at there was a little boy in a Batman costume, and as I was helping his mom I kept addressing him as Mr. Superman and Mr. Aquaman & he kept correcting me, “noooo, BATMAN” until they were leaving and he very seriously told me, “actully, I’m Ryan”
The worst thing for me about playing Breath of the Wild and Tears of the Kingdom is how desperately it makes me want to write a very traditional fantasy story with a deaf, nonverbal blond swordsman travelling through a magical landscape having little adventures.
Do it please because I want to read it
The Curse-Collector
When Mern was thirteen years old, he made a pact on the sun and the moon and the newly released souls of his parents that he would do everything in his power to protect and nurture his beloved six-year-old half-brother, Hollow.
Twelve years on and his promise is so far kept - save the curse laid upon them by the man of their nightmares. The brothers are bound to the road, unable to settle anywhere for long before the magic renders them into their new home’s worse fears. To survive they have turned to many a trade: messengers, merchants, and even treasure-hunters. With Hollow as their voice and Mern as their common sense, they’ve carved out what a life they can.
Until rumours reach them that the Curse-Collector has returned. The dying fragment of a god, the Collector has taken many forms from animals to avatars and is said to be able to burden any blight from its previous owner. If the brothers can track it down, they can finally have a home.
But the Collector only awakens when the spirits are under great threat and they are far from the only seekers.
Reysand, the greatest and most terrible magician of his age is on the move. If he can capture or kill the Collector before it can do the same to him, he will hold unimaginable power to continue his dark ascension.
Mern and Hollow know exactly what he is capable of. After all, its his curse they’re trying to escape.
When I was in middle school we would do these weekly things called “Flag Salutes” where the entire school came out to the quad to stand in big ranks and sing patriotic songs. I lived in one of the most conservative counties in America and the teachers took the Flag Salutes very seriously.
We hated them. We didn’t really clock the nationalist nature of the thing but we we hated being asked to stand in a big group and sing songs for nobody. It was boring and goofy. Thinking about it now, it really was just our teachers using us as fodder for a Mass Ritual to Prevent 9/11 from Happening Again.
Eventually, some kids developed a sort of game. The ceremony had all these little dramatic pauses between sections of a speech or in-between songs. Kids would wait for those little pauses and, right before the song started, just shout “NINE ELEVEN!” There was a voice for it to. You had to sound kinda like a Patrick Star or a similar exaggerated dunderhead type character.
It made the teachers incredibly mad but nobody ever got in trouble. The trick was to drop the Nine Eleven the moment before the song started so they couldn’t stop to focus on who was yelling. Once they start the ritual they couldn’t stop it or the spell would backfire and the Taliban Would Get You or whatever.
i do, in fact, know shit about things. i know who william eggleston is :-)
Who is William Eggleston? He has a fun name.
he’s a photographer who pretty much got the color photography industry started. before him, not a lot of people would use colors, as it was considered a waste of time and money, and most people would only really take photos of carefully staged situations and people.
eggleston, though, would take photos of every day, mundane scenes- gas stations and diners and strangers on the street. he basically would take moments from real life and translate them into images, practically identical to reality. it was pretty unheard of at the time, and pretty controversial.
why the FUCK is there a big spider on my bedroom wall it doesn’t look like any spider i’ve ever seen in my entire life what the fuck
are you sure it’s a spider?
yes i am it looks like this
oh that’s a wolf spider. they taste like celery and pork and they aren’t poisonous.
why is it in my room
and why do you know what it tastes like
@sicklythiasuswhy do you know what a wolf spider tastes like
nom nom.
what
yummy yummy in my tummy tummy
when and why did you eat a wolf spider
band camp, 2019. there was an infestation. i started eating them to get rid of them. i have since eaten cockroaches, crickets, grasshoppers, and those little green grass spiders.
the greenies taste like vegetarian sausage.
why was your solution to eat them
i mean, no one else was gonna.
ooh thatsa wolf spider. they taste like celery and pork and they arent poisonous.
I live in a 3rd floor apartment with no elevator. The stairs are too narrow to get a full-grown walrus up. I couldn’t get a couch up them without disassembling it.
The choice isn’t between “Magic is real” and something unusual but possible, like a walrus being in someone’s front yard. The choice is between “Magic is real and someone wants to talk to me” and “Magic is real and someone used it to teleport a walrus to my door.”
No, no, these .gifs are terrible to go with this song.
You need something like this:
ITS BACCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!
I’m crying pls listen
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS OMG
I always troll my friends with this
This sounds like it’s being sung by a passive-aggressive 1920s radio host wearing a very dapper suit and threatening me with a cartoonishly small pistol, bearing a large grin on his face that indicates that he will not hesitate to put a hole in my forehead, not for a second
seems that Chrome has around 60-65% market share, so it’s not totally dominating the market yet but it’s worrying that we’re basically reliant on Apple and Microsoft to hold the line.
Does Firefox not count for anything?
about 10% and falling, but perhaps that can change, I just don’t see how.
Chrome edging towards 70% on desktop, Microsoft has thrown in the towel, Safari obviously rules iOS, Firefox exists only as insurance for Chrome.
Please, please I’m begging you, use firefox.
PLEASE install firefox as a mobile browser and then run adblock on your mobile browser it’s so good I promise.
Look.
Look.
I know I’m a total grind about open source stuff but browsers are the PERFECT place to learn to love open source software and for so long FireFox was a major part of the browser market and sometimes if you want to see what kind of fuckery google is up to it helps to see the kinds of things they block in firefox and just
There’s an organization that makes free, excellent, safe software that doesn’t collect and market your data but for some reason two thirds of the world uses a google product and most of the leftover population uses apple and just
I promise, firefox is so good - the extensions are incredible look - I can use lightbeam to see what sites I use and how they connect to other sites (bottom right should give you an idea how much time I spend on tumblr)
or I can look at ublock origin and see that it’s blocked over 2 million requests since I installed it or I can run the facebook container extension and stop facebook from tracking me and you know what I bet you can do a lot of that on chrome too but you’re doing that while chrome itself is tracking you and gobbling up your activity for google and
firefox is so fuckin great and it’s such a great ambassador for other open source projects please be a big old fuckin nerd with me and use firefox and run a bunch of funky extensions and customize the fuck out of your web experience.
It does! It does and it’s great! I’ve got Ublock Origin on my FF mobile app but I’d also like to point out that you can create a FF account and basically sync everything across platforms if you want to so if you want all your bookmarks and extensions and stuff in your mobile browser and on three computers you just have to log in and sync.
Mobile Firefox is AMAZING. Seriously, how could anyone go without ad blockers on their phone?
More profound when you consider that Doctors Without Borders rarely makes political statements.
In #UNSC mtg on Middle East, @MSF SG Christopher Lockyear says: “Israeli forces have attacked our convoys, detained our staff, bulldozed our vehicles, hospitals have been bombed and raided. And now for a second time, one of our staff shelters has been hit. This pattern of attacks is either intentional or indicative of reckless incompetence. Our colleagues in #Gaza are fearful that as I speak to you today, they will be punished tomorrow.”
He adds: “The humanitarian response in Gaza today is an illusion. A convenient illusion that perpetuates a narrative that this war is being waged in line with international laws. Calls for humanitarian assistance have echoed across this chamber. Yet in Gaza we have less and less every day, less space, less medicine, less food, less water, less safety.”
people are calling what happened today in gaza “the flour massacre”
the flour massacre
these people just wanted to get food for their families, something as basic as flour, one of the things that the very core of humanity is built on, and israel used it as a trap to murder them in cold blood
evil is not enough of a word. there is not a word to describe what they are doing to palestine. they are bleeding her out, they are torturing her and crushing her and hoping that nothing is left to remember her by when they are done. how can anyone stand and watch what is being done with indifference? how can you watch this level of human suffering, this crime against life and feel nothing, do nothing
More than 300 Palestinian sports teams are calling to ban Israel from the Olympics over its genocide against Palestinians in Gaza.
[…] In Gaza, Israel has killed Palestinian Olympic Football coach Hani Al Masdar, destroyed the Palestinian Olympic Committee offices, and turned sports facilities into shameful mass detention and torture centers.
We can’t sit back as the IOC allows Israel to use the Olympics to sportswash its genocide in Gaza and its apartheid regime against Palestinians everywhere. Support the call from Palestinian teams. Join the campaign to #BanIsrael from the Olympics and peacefully disrupt the road to the Paris 2024 games.
Ahead of the IOC executive board meeting in Lausanne Switzerland (March 19-21), take the call from Palestinian teams to your National Olympic Committee, International Sports Federations and Recognized Sports Federations. Organize protests, sit-ins, peaceful disruptions, or awareness raising events on Israeli attacks on Palestinian sports.
For more concrete information on how you can participate in the campaign, see the link above. You should also check in with your local BDS-affiliated organization(s) to see if they have anything planned for these dates (if they don’t, consider bringing it up to them)
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