vegans making honey a bee labour issue is the funniest thing imaginable because like, you picked the one animal that has already unionised
You literally could not exploit bees if you TRIED
“Oh well if you stop the queen leaving the bees are trapped” wrong, bees can and will swarm without a queen. They will also make new queens if they don’t think theirs is good enough
“Bees don’t consent to their honey being taken” wrong, bees are actually more than intelligent enough to know we take the honey. They LET us take the honey if they think what we provide in return (shelter, food, protection) is a fair deal.
“Taking honey starves the bees” WRONG AGAIN! Domestic bees overproduce honey. A beekeeper NEVER takes honey the bees would need because then you piss off the bees, and if you piss off the bees you don’t have any bees. They stockpile honey for the winter, but because domestic colonies do way better than wild ones they stockpile too much. That’s why beekeepers can take out whole frames and then have them filled in no time. Domestic bees actively overproduce because they know humans are going to skim some off the top.
And if they didn’t want humans to take it, beekeeping WOULD NOT work.
To keep bees you have to let them fly free. If they can fly free they can leave. Meaning if they don’t like what you’re doing, they WILL leave.
The whole idea they’re basically slaves to the queen is also not true, they can just make a new queen literally whenever, and if they don’t like her, they kill her.
There is no way for a beekeeper to exploit their bees. The bees are EMPLOYEES.
I was so flummoxed by this I had to learn more, so I took to Google, where I found this blog post by Dan Cardone, who was a grip on this film. Some highlights:
This was the first set I had been on that featured three directors, and hopefully the last. One director was there to primarily film the sex scenes, which he did effectively and economically. The other two directors handled what is called in porn-lingo ‘B-Roll’, i.e. everything non sexual. Which on this film was substantial. The plot for To The Last Man involves two ranches populated entirely by horny men who have random sex and feud over water, as they are in the middle of a crippling drought. Which is why we filmed in Arizona during thunderstorm season…
It’s amazing no one got killed, or seriously injured. There was horse riding, there were fight scenes of rocky escarpments, there were drownings. When the real guns and live ammunition came out for a scene I thought, “That’s it, I’m going back to the truck”.
Fortunately, one of the models was also a fully qualified nurse, so that saved money, time and also lives. Plus, he was sexy, so it was win/win.
All this talk and no one posts a link. God damn it, have to do everything myself around here! Here’s the promo page with previews and a purchase link from the actual Raging Stallions Studios website.
I was so flummoxed by this I had to learn more, so I took to Google, where I found this blog post by Dan Cardone, who was a grip on this film. Some highlights:
This was the first set I had been on that featured three directors, and hopefully the last. One director was there to primarily film the sex scenes, which he did effectively and economically. The other two directors handled what is called in porn-lingo ‘B-Roll’, i.e. everything non sexual. Which on this film was substantial. The plot for To The Last Man involves two ranches populated entirely by horny men who have random sex and feud over water, as they are in the middle of a crippling drought. Which is why we filmed in Arizona during thunderstorm season…
It’s amazing no one got killed, or seriously injured. There was horse riding, there were fight scenes of rocky escarpments, there were drownings. When the real guns and live ammunition came out for a scene I thought, “That’s it, I’m going back to the truck”.
Fortunately, one of the models was also a fully qualified nurse, so that saved money, time and also lives. Plus, he was sexy, so it was win/win.
All this talk and no one posts a link. God damn it, have to do everything myself around here! Here’s the promo page with previews and a purchase link from the actual Raging Stallions Studios website.
I’m reblogging this because it is a nice color PLEASE ignore that last part about jerking off that is not what I wanted to say by reblogging this post tumblr staff could you please remove that rude comment from my post thank you very much?
we should name this color “jerking off green”
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So, there’s a lot of USians around who are very clearly fucking fed up with their political choices this election cycle, and planning to sit it out.
And I get it! What’s the point of voting if there’s no one to vote for?
The thing is, I’m Australian. In Australia, voting is compulsory. We don’t get to sit out our elections, and I’ll be real honest with you - we don’t exactly get better choices than you lot. So how do you vote if there’s no one to vote for? You find someone to vote against. And there’s always someone to vote against.
Now, we have the pleasure of preferential voting in Australia - We get to rank every candidate from 1 to X, and I’ll tell you, there’s something so cathartic about putting the biggest bastard of the lot at the very bottom of your preferences. I understand that USians don’t get that option - you get to mark one person, and that’s it.
That means that you get one shot, so aim it at the biggest bastard of the lot. The candidate you most utterly detest. Put your vote in the worst possible place for them. Don’t even think about who that vote’s going towards, that’s not the point. Remember, every vote is a vote against someone. Make sure you fuck up that someone’s election day!
So, there’s a lot of USians around who are very clearly fucking fed up with their political choices this election cycle, and planning to sit it out.
And I get it! What’s the point of voting if there’s no one to vote for?
The thing is, I’m Australian. In Australia, voting is compulsory. We don’t get to sit out our elections, and I’ll be real honest with you - we don’t exactly get better choices than you lot. So how do you vote if there’s no one to vote for? You find someone to vote against. And there’s always someone to vote against.
Now, we have the pleasure of preferential voting in Australia - We get to rank every candidate from 1 to X, and I’ll tell you, there’s something so cathartic about putting the biggest bastard of the lot at the very bottom of your preferences. I understand that USians don’t get that option - you get to mark one person, and that’s it.
That means that you get one shot, so aim it at the biggest bastard of the lot. The candidate you most utterly detest. Put your vote in the worst possible place for them. Don’t even think about who that vote’s going towards, that’s not the point. Remember, every vote is a vote against someone. Make sure you fuck up that someone’s election day!
So, there’s a lot of USians around who are very clearly fucking fed up with their political choices this election cycle, and planning to sit it out.
And I get it! What’s the point of voting if there’s no one to vote for?
The thing is, I’m Australian. In Australia, voting is compulsory. We don’t get to sit out our elections, and I’ll be real honest with you - we don’t exactly get better choices than you lot. So how do you vote if there’s no one to vote for? You find someone to vote against. And there’s always someone to vote against.
Now, we have the pleasure of preferential voting in Australia - We get to rank every candidate from 1 to X, and I’ll tell you, there’s something so cathartic about putting the biggest bastard of the lot at the very bottom of your preferences. I understand that USians don’t get that option - you get to mark one person, and that’s it.
That means that you get one shot, so aim it at the biggest bastard of the lot. The candidate you most utterly detest. Put your vote in the worst possible place for them. Don’t even think about who that vote’s going towards, that’s not the point. Remember, every vote is a vote against someone. Make sure you fuck up that someone’s election day!
it was international jazz day and all you guys listened to was a single album??
not even close to joking when i say that everyone going “meeeee :3” in the notes needs to ask themselves why they’re so much more willing to listen to jazz that isn’t made by black artists
If you like Casiopea, check out some classic jazz funk fusion albums like Head Hunters by Herbie Hancock or Return to Forever by Chick Corea.
If you like the Cowboy Bebop soundtrack, check out some later period big band albums like Mingus Ah Um by Charles Mingus and The Roar of ‘84 by Buddy Rich.
If you like the Persona soundtrack, check out some more modern jazz fusion albums with electronic elements like Black Focus by Yussef Kamaal or Freedom Fables by Nubiyan Twist.
i regret to inform everyone who’s been reblogging this post that the nielciciregamusic youtube channel was not owned by neil at the time of this track being released, meaning this youtube video was a reupload. checking bandcamp, it says that two trucks’s real birthday is on may 3rd!🎉
One day, the US military decided to take a poll to see how the different branches handle a specific situation, in this case a scorpion in a service member’s tent. One representative from each major branch is selected, and each answers privately.
The question was a simple one: “There is a scorpion in your tent. What do you do?”
Army: “I would crush it with my boot and throw it outside.”
Navy: “I would pick it up by the tail and throw it outside.”
Marines: “I’d bite its head off before cooking and eating it.”
Air Force: “I’d call down to the front desk and ask why there’s a tent in my hotel room.”
what you have to understand about dungeon meshi is that the entire conflict basically boils down to “every character is autistic but in ways that clash so catastrophically horribly that everyone thinks everyone else is a nuclear-level threat”
the trick to becoming unimaginably powerful is learning to let go
letting go of controlling others’ opinions of you, letting go of things you can’t change about or for the people you love, letting go of your vast fortune to me personally, letting go of emotions so that they can flow through you instead of possessing you,
and of course, letting go of this- The Cursed Amulet, would also help
Not expalining WHY bookburning is bad and WHAT books were targeted has left us with Bookworm uwu girlies treating any art project or act involving destorying/modifying any random ass mass printed novel as if it was a crime against humanity
We literally had this at the eco squat I used to live at. People would donate stuff to us all the time and on one occasion it was trash novels. We were low on wood that winter and started burning them, and one of the older guys got up in arms about “burning books” and where that would lead us.
If you don’t learn the context and reasoning behind your politics, you risk that it will degenerate into some kind of half formed religion where you have a series of commandments and taboos that you don’t understand.
btw the thing she couldn’t ignore was someone calling her out for saying anti-depressants/hormone therapy are only perscribed by lazy doctors
Update:
J.K. Rowling is apparently now filing a defamation lawsuit against someone who made fun of her for saying this, which means its time to spread this like wildfire!
sure would be a shame if- oops, that’s the reblog button!
oops! hand slipped :/
oh dear, how do i use this site? bit of a learning curve, i’m afraid. i wonder what this button does?
Turkey stopped all trade with Israel as of Thursday, according to two Turkish officials familiar with the matter, adding to already high-running tensions between the once-close allies over the war in Gaza.
The move expands last month’s restriction on some Turkish exports to Israel, as President Recep Tayyip Erdogan steps up criticism of the Jewish state and tries to consolidate support among conservative voters at home.
Trade between the 2 countries was worth $6.8 billion in 2023.
Israel’s Foreign Minister, Israel Katz, has accused Turkey of cutting off trade with his country.
The unconfirmed move would represent an escalation in the rift between Israel and Turkey over the war in Gaza.Turkish President Recep Tayyip Erdogan “is breaking agreements by blocking ports for Israeli imports and exports”, Mr Katz said in a post on X.
“This is how a dictator behaves, disregarding the interests of the Turkish people and businessmen, and ignoring international trade agreements.”
Mr Katz said he had instructed the Director General of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to “immediately engage with all relevant parties in the government to create alternatives for trade with Turkey, focusing on local production and imports from other countries”.
“Israel will emerge with a strong and daring economy. We win and they lose,” he said.Turkey has not yet commented on the claims.
Bloomberg quoted two anonymous Turkish officials as confirming the halt in trade.
the purest form of serotonin is when a cat looks at u and u go like “what?” and it meows at u
like, that is a very unspecific response I still have no idea what you want but I applaud how adorably you meowed all the same, well done
This post led me to reminisce on the nature of cat’s meowing, and I have a funny story
I befriended a feral cat once who had spent her life in the forest without human interaction. I was worried about her because she had a paw damaged from an old injury and was emaciated but obviously nursing kittens that were hidden away somewhere. It took me weeks of putting out food and sitting across the yard every evening for her to trust me even a little and when she decided we were friends and she expected dinner every night she started coming to my door and trying to call for me in the evening, but she didn’t meow. Why would she? Cats only meow naturally as kittens when their vocal chords/ears aren’t fully developed, adult cats communicate with vocalizations that aren’t audible to humans. She probably tried making noises I couldn’t hear to call me but ended up sticking to the one I always responded to- a horrible yowling growl that she had made at me when we first encountered each other in the forest. Except once we were friends she would make this noise while purring and rubbing affectionately against a nearby tree or the porch railing (because she didn’t want to touch me yet). This understandably freaked my family members out but I was touched that she had taken the time to find a way to basically yell FUCK OFF in an affectionate way.
Fast forward to when she finally trusts me enough to bring her hidden kittens out of the forest to me, long story short I gained their trust and put them in this big pen, that I had previously used to keep chickens in, so they’d be safe and to keep her from having another litter. Except she was already secretly pregnant again! (Fix your pets, guys, they make SO many babies) and ended up having her new babies in this pen. I kept my distance, sitting on the outside once they were born until she seemed comfortable enough to let me come inside. The kittens were a bit wild, hissing viscously at me as soon as they opened their eyes, but they warmed up to me. There were four of them and soon they all wanted to be the center of attention during the twice daily play sessions. I’d be playing with one and another would meow insistently behind me and I’d immediately answer them and give them love, teaching them that humans could be friends that answer their needs- making them adoptable once they were weaned. Mama cat (Artie) would just watch me play with them, and I guess she was doing some thinking because one day when they were about a month old I was playing with them and one meowed behind me. I was confused because I hadn’t realized there was a kitten behind me and when I turned, there wasn’t. The only cat there was Artie looking at me really intensely. I turned back around to the kittens and I heard the meow again, I turned back to Artie and responded in the way I always did with the kittens “yes baby?” And she meowed again in an exact imitation of her kittens! After that she would.not.shut.up. It was like she had cracked some kind of code, meowing for attention and snacks and just to say hi. Her two older kittens, the ones she’d had in the forest, had never meowed at me either but started to once they saw how I responded to their mom. and I find it endlessly fascinating because before that it had never occurred to me that cats only meow at humans because they were taught by other cats to keep meowing past kittenhood because that’s the best way to get a human’s attention.
Imagine befriending some weird giant with the wrong number of legs that you met in the forest who seems nice enough but doesn’t seem to be able to hear you, until your friend explains that all they can understand is fuck off! And I’m a baby give me love!
Help me. I am a 8 year old boy living in the illegitimate Yankee Capitalist regime. President Xi, our shelves are empty and we are hungry. I am asking you to liberate my state of Connecticut with your Chengdu J-20 Stealth air superiority fighters and your Dongfeng 41 Missiles.
