fundamental problem is this idea of bandcamp as a platform you use, instead of switching from spotify to Owning Music. you can just download music. you can have all ur mp3s and use whatever music app you want. you could be getting your music from bandcamp or itch or soulseek or redacted.ch it doesn’t matter. music isn’t just some app you use. centering bandcamp as Freeing Music or thinking about things in those terms is a fundamental misunderstanding of the good that bandcamp was doing, and will lead to the exact same problems spotify is causing. by far the biggest problem musicians face is that bandcamp is one of the only remaining fair ways to sell music; we need more places, not one solitary “better” place.
1: Being a furry is not inherently a sex thing. Everything has beastfolk or w/e in it. If you think “oh, this must be a sex thing” every time you see a person with animal features, that’s weird of you.
2: Being a furry very often is a weird sex thing, and that’s cool and awesome. \m/
Trans Zuko is so funny to me. I’m not saying this to try and make fun of people who headcanon him as trans - trans headcanons are great and I support them. It’s just wild because it implies Ozai was out here like:
[Image description: a white woman with blonde hair is saying:
‘I can excuse burning a kid’s face, but I draw the line at misgendering’.
The words ‘burning a kid’s face’ and ‘misgendering’ have been edited in.
End description]
Possible explanations I just pulled out of my arse:
Being trans is very normalised in the Fire Nation and misgendering is considered dishonourable and makes you Look Really Bad.
Zuko’s transition was convenient because Ozai wanted a male heir.
Zuko went to the Mother of Faces or whatever the spirit was called to get a new (male) face and body and part of the magic was that his family would only remember the new him.
Ursa allowed Zuko to transition when he was very young and Ozai just straight up forgot that he used to be a ‘girl’ because he pays no attention to his family.
Trans rights not children’s rights
That last one tho.
Ozai over here frowning as Ursa calmly presents him with Zuko and Azula one day all like “I thought I had two daughters but I don’t know enough about my children to dispute it.”
If you got enough money to live happily and comfortably for the rest of your life, but everyone who saw you immediately knew what fandom you are in and understood what that means, would you take it?
My 11-year-old couldn’t decide what flavor of ramen to make, so I told her to flip a coin. Heads for spicy chicken, tails for beef.
Taking my advice, she flipped a penny, and when it landed on tails she said “Wait! Wait! I did it wrong!”
I told her that she did it right, because the real reason for flipping a coin isn’t to let fate decide for you, but because when the coin is in the air, you will suddenly realize what you wanted in the first place.
I’m sure there’s a life lesson there somewhere…
But honestly, I have never known her to pass up spicy chicken.
Update: Yesterday, her brother asked her if she wanted a corn dog and she couldn’t decide, so again I told her to flip a coin. She did so, and without even looking which way it landed, she snatched the penny up and said “I want a corn dog”.
My sister did this to me. I was dithering between sandwiches and she said “the club sandwich” and I went “no! The French dip!” and this advice also works on almost everything else. It’s scary.
Hello everyone, new update. I was in the private clinic where I work as a volunteer dentist. We were safe, and suddenly, in a moment, we saw rubble, ash, and dust flying towards us. Blood, body parts, martyrs, and wounded were all around us. We had no choice but to hide to protect ourselves, so that we could survive. From death countless times. I did not know what else could happen to us. We saw all kinds of death, danger, and lack of security and peace. I ask everyone to help us so that we can escape from this brutal war that knows neither great nor small. Everyone is killed here. Help us by spreading and donating. Every $1 can change reality and means a lot to us. Thank you for your time.
I love when Tumblr has random funny bullshit videos without any description like this and I just have to trust either that my mutuals wouldn’t put unfunny things on my dash or that I’ve made good decisions on who to follow
Sharing the original video because nothing could prepare me for the offical sketch the police department sent.
“why can’t they just be friends” not in the homophobic way but in the “their platonic relationship in the source material is far more dynamic and complex than the sanitized personalities they gain as a result of shipping” way
“why can’t they just be friends” not in the homophobic way but in the “this is a valuable exploration of intimacy and vulnerability that we’re conditioned to recognize only in romantic relationships but that can exist platonically as well” way
I stop paying attention to French politics for like 1h and I come back to a (white) representative getting suspended from the National Assembly for brandishing a Palestinian flag during the questions to the government (the government was answering to the question “how can you look at yourself on a mirror if you support the massacres in Gaza and refuse to sanction Israel?” Question asked by a white female representative.)
Sébastien Delogu was escorted out by security for brandishing the flag. Being applauded by his party some of them starting even singing the “To arms, citizens, Form your battalions, Let’s March, let’s march!” Of the French anthem (starting it there is not an accident). He said that he doesn’t care about any sanction/punishment he would get for it because France is on the wrong side and it’s a duty to stand with the oppressed. He went on to quote Fanon on Twitter. “We are nothing on earth if we are not first and foremost the slave of a cause, that of people and that of justice and freedom. » ending his tweet with “No justice, no peace !”
I came back to a white female representative (the one with the question, Alma Dufour) calling out Meyer Habib (the representative of “French Israelis”). A white male representative (David Guiraud) almost getting into a fist fight with Meyer Habib and calling him a pig. Both of them telling him they will make sure he face justice for supporting a genocide. Guiraud then told to the journalists that after seeing so much horrors there’s only anger left to fight against this genocide and that all French people should be ashamed.
For context these representatives are the equivalent of US congressmen.
And in 20 minutes there’s a protest in Paris for Palestine.
being OCpilled is so fucking mortifying honestly. like oh… yeah….. heres my guy. i invented him. i can’t think about anything else except for him this week. but he isn’t cool or anything. he actually sucks. im just ill.
there are some internet friends where eventually you start calling them by their real name and then there’s times where its like nah son your name is crispy forever
i’ve seen a lot of really messed up images in my time on the internet, weird fetish shit, even a few IRL gore images but nothing. NOTHING evokes such a deep seated, gut wrenching fear in me like this image of the fucking water slide from Action Park with the loop in it
Really beating the “you’ve built a concentration camp” accusations about gaza threatening to send inconvenient political dissidents there as a form of punishment aren’t'cha?
Really beating the “you’ve built a concentration camp” accusations about gaza threatening to send inconvenient political dissidents there as a form of punishment aren’t'cha?
*tries to type through blurred eyes* No no no you don’t get it this is. This is fucking amazing. There’s so many absolutely beautiful things about desi weddings, so many things that I don’t know about. They’re chaotic and loud and joyous and awkward and lovely, at least from what I’ve heard.
I’ve never been to more than two, and those when I was very young, because of many reasons, from my extended family’s age range being such that everyone was already married, my family not getting along with any friends, or, in later years, I was just so religiously traumatised and exhausted from tradition being pushed onto me that I chose to reject it.
And when I think about my future wedding, I cannot imagine one that will be like those, because I cannot imagine my blood family coming to cheer on a queer marriage, I cannot imagine being treated as a groom and not a bride, I cannot imagine being allowed to both be myself and have that part of my culture. Which is fucked up, because queer people have always been a part of desi history.
But looking at videos like this reminds me that hey, maybe it won’t be my blood family, but there will be family at my wedding, should I choose to get married. There will be queer desi people, just like me, and they will see my wedding and they will have some hope, too, maybe. Queer marriage is still illegal in India, but maybe one day it won’t be, or maybe one day I can finally leave. Maybe there’s hope. Maybe I don’t have to choose between being myself and having the normal things that everyone else gets to have.
oi invite me. i’ll come/j
what’s with the /j you better fucking come. if my wedding isn’t 99% maggots then what am i even doing.
This is Alia and her son Yasser. Yasser, his mother, his 3 siblings, and his grandparents were displaced from north Gaza after their home was destroyed by the occupation several months ago. They are currently in Rafah, which is now under heavy bombardment by the occupation, and ground forces are closing in.
Alia, Yasser, and their family have been struggling with hunger and sickness for months. Now, the occupation has illegally launched an aerial and ground offensive on Rafah.
As part of this attack, they bombed the place where Alia, Yasser, and their family were sheltering. A chunk of shrapnel pierced the thin wall of the tent in which all 7 family members are living and struck Yasser in the torso, seriously injuring him. He had to have major emergency surgery to remove the shrapnel from his small body.
Photo 1 shows where the shrapnel entered the tent, photo 2 shows where Yasser was struck, and photo 3 shows the piece of shrapnel after field surgeons recovered it from his torso.
Due to the destruction of Gaza’s infrastructure and the worsened food crisis, Yasser’s recovery is heavily stymied. Medical infrastructure in Gaza has been almost completely destroyed, and the last functioning medical centers in Rafah are operating at minimal capacity. Yasser cannot get the treatment he needs, and he is in poor condition.
Alia, Yasser, Alia’s other children, and her parents are trying to evacuate Gaza so that they can reach safety and Yasser can get the treatment he needs.
Rafah Crossing is still closed, but once it reopens, we want Alia, Yasser, and their family to evacuate. However, they are still very far behind their goal.
Please help this family find safety. If you cannot support them directly, please reblog this post, and repost this link (https://gofund.me/328c6d35) across your social media accounts.
Alia provided a full breakdown of costs on the campaign page.
Tumblr has been showing targeted ads for “FTM binders” off Amazon. They look like this:
ALT
Do not buy these.
A binder is a piece of medical equipment. If you use one incorrectly, or use a poorly made one, you can really fuck up your ribs. This article from the Cleveland Clinic talks about how to bind safely.
A $14 binder is guaranteed not to be safe. There’s a reason reputable companies charge more- sometimes a lot more. They have to carefully design binders so they don’t crush your ribs or make you sick.
You know how everyone says Don’t Bind With Duct Tape? Don’t bind with Amazon binders.
you know those extended elemental charts that go like fire, water, earth, air, light, darkness, etc. and always throw in something that’s technically already covered by the others, like ice (water) or metal (earth) or isn’t technically an “element” but sounds cool (mind, soul, time). well i think that flesh should count as its own distinct element in this configuration too.
decay as well
As Fire and Water are opposites, so too are Meat and Rot
I’m not even fucking joking. There are dozens of people in the replies and QRTs saying the same thing: the “PUSSY IN BIO” bots pots posted actual CP on their tweets.
IF YOU USE TWITTER, DO NOT HAVE AUTO-RECORDING ON, DO NOT STREAM AND MAKE SURE YOUR CACHES ARE CLEAN, POSSESSION OF CP - EVEN ACCIDENTAL - IS ILLEGAL. IF YOU SEE A TWEET HIDDEN FOR SPAM, DO NOT OPEN IT. I’m lucky to not have run into any CP/CSA footage myself yet, but I’m going to be extremely careful and I recommend you all be too. And if you DO happen to run into it, you can use websites like https://tips.fbi.gov/home. report.cybertip.org or iwf.org.uk/en/uk-report/ to report it.
do you guys remember when pokemon black and white came out and people thought that the desert route was where 9/11 happened since the region was based on new york
“i just wanted to bring it up so we could have a tasteful and productive conversation about 9/11 and pokemon”
Look, this post has been wildly more popular than I thought it deserved, apparently at least in part because “don’t burden others; be independent” is far more ingrained in people than I realized. So here’s the thing: society works when people help each other. Helping others gives people a chance to know each other, and gives them an investment in the people they help. Helping creates bonds. People enjoy helping, and you are doing a good by letting them help you if they so wish.
Offer help; accept help. You will be a part of creating a helping culture. Which, incidentally, weakens capitalism and the fractionation between people that benefits those who would use us.
Saw an op-ed that was on the surface a complaint about kids not wanting to take on family heirlooms but read like an elegy to dying traditions. The hardest part was the anxiety without recognizing that they didn’t pave the way for the decisions they assumed their kids would make.
(This is written entirely within the dominant white/western culture - about traditions that have neglectful stewardship rather than those actively suppressed)
The anxiety makes sense. You’re seeing, too late to do anything about it, that there’s no foundation - no space - for the traditions you expected to pass on. Your kids _can’t_ take your mom’s fine china. So now instead of enjoying what you have you worry about its future.
I see a pattern in these op-eds though - a pattern in what’s left unsaid. There were responsibilities tied to these traditions. You collectively assumed they _would_ be passed along. So collectively, what did you do to ensure those traditions _could_ be passed along?
Op-eds never speak for everyone, but it’s worth acknowledging the pattern in what speech is deemed worth sharing widely. And in this particular pattern, there’s an answer: that answer looks like “nothing.”
You want the china passed down but your kids have no room in their rentals. You want grandkids but your kids don’t have the financial stability. You want that cross-country RV neverending road trip but you’ve had decades of wanting lower taxes more than you wanted infrastructure.
The bleak outlook for traditions is a direct result of the unmaintained foundations for them.
The second best time is always now - if it’s important enough to op-ed about, what are you willing to change to get it back? What will you give up or re-prioritize?
I kinda think that world-defining assumptions are always gonna break without maintenance. So rather than getting mad at whoever’s next for not carrying on the norms we didn’t do upkeep on, when it’s my turn, I hope I’m introspective enough to help instead of externalize & blame.
This.
The bleak outlook for traditions is a direct result of the unmaintained
foundations for them.
The second best time is always now - if it’s important enough to op-ed
about, what are you willing to change to get it back? What will you give
up or re-prioritize?
I follow a Facebook group of “Memories of …” for my hometown - a rustbelt community that has gone from a thriving hub of industry to a much-less-thriving place.
The group is a collective lament. Decades-old pictures of well-kept churches. Aerial shots of the main intersection downtown, lined with big cars. Scanned advertisemetns from local stores featuring pictures of their interiors. These alternate with the drumbeat of news: the Catholic diocese is closing churches. Selling them. Tearing them down. STores downtown are closing. The traffic light has been replaced with a four-way-stop.
“That’s the church my parents were married in!” “How could they tear down that beautiful building. Such memories!” “All the businesses are closing. It must be the taxes.” ”They’ve sold the old lodge downtown.” “They’re not opening the skating rink this year. We always used to go.”
And sometimes I chime in.
“Do you attend that church? Do you give? Or do you just want the building to look pretty for you? “ “Do you volunteer at that park? Why not?” “Did you vote for that recreation bond issue?” “Are you a member of that Lodge? Why not?” “Do you shop downtown? Or did you start shopping at Walmart and Amazon to save a few bucks?”
If you feel something is worth preserving, why do you not participate in its preservation?
Community is not a spectator sport.
Community is not a spectator sport
The thing that gets me on the nostalgia pages I see is when there’s a picture of something that’s been replaced by something objectively better and people are still bitching about it.
We have a state of the art children’s science museum in my city. It used to be downtown, in its original spot, in a much older building. It was rundown, it needed updating, it lacked capacity. They had the chance to move to a much larger space, expand, and update.
But when people post pics of the old one, everyone’s like “Oh the old one was so much better!” WHY? Because that’s the one you remember as a kid? By any objective metric the new one is better.
Like, people seem to prioritize their nostalgia and false belief that the past was Somehow Better over the fact that some things are now, in fact, better.
