also this popular and often employed statement of „terfs are all miserable and want others to be miserable“ is not just a symptom of „everything has to make me. feel.good“-ery but also showing their asses like its nothing like oh what next? youre going to call me a hag? a crazy cat lady? youre going to call feminists the fun police? am i too hysteric for you, should i get a lobotomy? please. this is just conservative and meninist anti-feminism repackaged. like sorry it makes you feel bad when we talk about all the ways men make women suffer and how women are complicit in their own oppression. im going to call the babysitter to take care of you while mommy is having adult conversations with her friends shhh its okay
im sorry to be beggin during christmas season but at this point a third of my moms paycheck will just go towards covering debts and we cant make any more of those. please help if u can.
p*ypal.me/daveles
please we need help with groceries and necessities;;
Once again, I am BEGGING people to realize that tumblr tags are a filing system and not a visibility metric.
One does not come to tumblr to tag-spam for notes and get popular. There is no algorithm here. There is no monetization here. There are no influencers here.
This is where every other social media system comes to die. And we cackle and roast marshmallows on the pyre like the gremlins we are.
If you tag-spam to get your post seen by as many people as possible you are actually getting blocked by a bunch of people pissed off that you shoved an unrelated post into a tag they were looking through for relevant content. You also are going to be reported by people for spam. Because you are spamming.
Imagine it’s 1875 and you just finished composing “In The Hall Of The Mountain King” and now you’re describing your masterpiece to the public like “my song stinks like cow shit and viking dick sweat and I fucking hate listening to it but don’t worry guys I was just being ironic”
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I let you on my back!”
“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Climb aboard, then!” But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown. “Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.”
“I can’t help it,” said the scorpion. “It’s my nature.”
___
…But no sooner than they were halfway across the river, the frog felt a subtle motion on its back, and in a panic dived deep beneath the rushing waters, leaving the scorpion to drown.
“It was going to sting me anyway,” muttered the frog, emerging on the other side of the river. “It was inevitable. You all knew it. Everyone knows what those scorpions are like. It was self-defense.”
___
…But no sooner had they cast off from the bank, the frog felt
the tip of a stinger pressed lightly against the back of its neck. “What do you think you’re doing?” said the frog.
“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair, isn’t it?”
They swam in silence to the other end of the river, where the scorpion climbed off, leaving the frog fuming.
“After the kindness I showed you!” said the frog. “And you threatened to kill me in return?”
“Kindness?” said the scorpion. “To only invite me on your back after you knew I was defenseless, unable to use my tail without killing myself? My dear frog, I only treated you as I was treated. Your kindness was as poisoned as a scorpion’s sting.”
___
…“Just a precaution,” said the scorpion. “I cannot sting you without
drowning. And now, you cannot drown me without being stung. Fair’s fair,
isn’t it?”
“You have a point,” the frog acknowledged.
“But once we get to dry land, couldn’t you sting me then without
repercussion?”
“All I want is to cross the river safely,” said the scorpion. “Once I’m on the other side I would gladly let you be.”
“But I would have to trust you on that,” said the frog. “While you’re pressing a stinger to my neck. By ferrying you to land I’d be be giving up the one deterrent I hold over you.”
“But by the same logic, I can’t possibly withdraw my stinger while we’re still over water,” the scorpion protested.
The frog paused in the middle of the river, treading water. “So, I suppose we’re at an impasse.”
The river rushed around them. The scorpion’s stinger twitched against the frog’s unbroken skin. “I suppose so,” the scorpion said.
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the
river. “Absolutely not!” said the frog, and dived beneath the waters, and so none of them learned anything.
___
A scorpion, being unable to swim, asked a turtle (as in the original Persian version of the fable) to carry it across the river. The turtle readily agreed, and allowed the scorpion aboard its shell. Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung, but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell. The turtle, swimming placidly, failed to notice.
They reached the other side of the river, and parted ways as friends.
___
…Halfway across, the scorpion gave in to its nature and stung,
but failed to penetrate the turtle’s thick shell.
The turtle, hearing the tap of the scorpion’s sting, was offended at the scorpion’s ungratefulness. Thankfully, having been granted the powers to both defend itself and to punish evil, the turtle sank beneath the waters and drowned the scorpion out of principle.
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it
across the river. “Do I look like a fool?” sneered the frog. “You’d
sting me if I let you on my back.”
The scorpion pleaded
earnestly. “Do you think so little of me? Please, I must cross the
river. What would I gain from stinging you? I would only end up drowning
myself!”
“That’s true,” the frog acknowledged. “Even a
scorpion knows to look out for its own skin. Climb aboard, then!”
But as
they forged through the rushing waters, the scorpion grew worried. This frog thinks me a ruthless killer, it thought. Would it not be justified in throwing me off now and ridding the world of me? Why else would it agree to this?
Every jostle made the scorpion more and more anxious, until the frog surged forward with a particularly large splash, and in panic the
scorpion lashed out with its stinger.
“I knew it,” snarled the frog, as they both thrashed and drowned. “A scorpion cannot change its nature.”
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across the river.
The frog agreed, but no sooner than they were halfway across the scorpion stung the frog, and they both began to thrash and drown.
“I’ve only myself to blame,” sighed the frog, as they both sank beneath the
waters. “You, you’re a scorpion, I couldn’t have expected anything better. But I knew better, and yet I went against my judgement! And now I’ve doomed us both!”
“You couldn’t help it,” said the scorpion mildly. “It’s your nature.”
___
…“Why on earth did you do that?” the frog said morosely. “Now we’re both going to die.”
“Alas, I was of two natures,” said the scorpion. “One said to gratefully ride your back across the river, and the other said to sting you where you stood. And so both fought, and neither won.” It smiled wistfully. “Ah, it would be nice to be just one thing, wouldn’t it? Unadulterated in nature.
Without the capacity for conflict or regret.”
___
“By the way,” said the frog, as they swam, “I’ve been meaning to ask: What’s on the other side of the river?”
“It’s the journey,” said the scorpion. “Not the destination.”
___
…“What’s on the other side of anything?” said the scorpion. “A new beginning.”
___
…”Another scorpion to mate with,” said the scorpion. “And more prey to kill, and more living bodies to poison, and a forthcoming lineage of cruelties that you will be culpable in.”
___
…”Nothing we will live to see, I fear,” said the scorpion. “Already the currents are growing stronger, and the river seems like it shall swallow us both. We surge forward, and the shoreline recedes. But does that mean our striving was in vain?”
___
“I love you,” said the scorpion.
The frog glanced upward. “Do you?”
“Absolutely.
Can you imagine the fear of drowning? Of course not. You’re a frog. Might as well be scared of
breathing air.
And yet here I am, clinging to your back, as the waters rage around us. Isn’t that love? Isn’t that trust? Isn’t that necessity? I could not kill you without killing myself. Are we not inseparable in this?”
The frog swam on, the both of them silent.
___
“I’m so tired,” murmured the frog eventually. “How much further to the other side? I don’t know how long we’ve been swimming. I’ve been treading water. And it’s getting so very dark.”
“Shh,” the scorpion said. “Don’t be afraid.”
The frog’s legs kicked out weakly. “How long has it been? We’re lost. We’re lost! We’re doomed to be cast about the waters forever. There is no land. There’s nothing on the other side, don’t you see!”
“Shh, shh,” said the scorpion. “My venom is a hallucinogenic. Beneath its surface, the river is endlessly deep, its currents carrying many things.”
“You - You’ve killed us both,” said the frog, and began to laugh deliriously. “Is this - is this what it’s like to drown?”
“We’ve killed each other,” said the scorpion soothingly. “My venom in my glands now pulsing through your veins, the waters of your birthing pool suffusing my lungs. We are engulfing each other now, drowning in each other. I am breathless. Do you feel it? Do you feel my sting pierced through your heart?”
“What a foolish thing to do,” murmured the frog. “No logic. No logic to it at all.”
“We couldn’t help it,” whispered the scorpion. “It’s our natures. Why else does anything in the world happen? Because we were made for this from birth, darling, every moment inexplicable and inevitable. What a crazy thing it is to fall in love, and yet - It’s all our fault! We are both blameless. We’re together now, darling. It couldn’t have happened any other way.”
___
“It’s funny,” said the frog. “I can’t say that I trust you, really. Or that I even think very much of you and that nasty little stinger of yours to begin with. But I’m doing this for you regardless. It’s strange, isn’t it? It’s strange. Why would I do this? I want to help you, want to go out of my way to help you. I let you climb right onto my back! Now, whyever would I go and do a foolish thing like that?”
___
A scorpion, not knowing how to swim, asked a frog to carry it across
the river. “Do I look like a fool?” said the frog. “You’d sting me if I
let you on my back!”
“Be logical,” said the scorpion. “If I stung you I’d certainly drown myself.”
“That’s
true,” the frog acknowledged. “Come aboard, then!” But no sooner had
the scorpion mounted the frog’s back than it began to sting, repeatedly,
while still safely on the river’s bank.
The frog groaned, thrashing weakly as the venom coursed through its veins, beginning to liquefy its flesh. “Ah,” it muttered. “For some reason I never considered this possibility.”
“Because you were never scared of me,” the scorpion whispered in its ear. “You were never scared of dying. In a past life you wore a shell and sat in judgement. And then you were reborn: soft-skinned, swift, unburdened, as new and vulnerable as a child, moving anew through a world of children. How could anyone ever be cruel, you thought, seeing the precariousness of it all?” The scorpion bowed its head and drank. “How could anyone kill you without killing themselves?”
gonna go ahead and put this on your dashes once again
love characters who are like “this is how the world works. this is how it has to be (because if i’m wrong i have to face what i’ve done // if i’m wrong i have to face whats been done to me) ”
This trait is much more endearing in fiction than in my mother.
god help me my aunt’s entire fucking church got here right as my transgender ass decided to join my cousins in the pool 😭 girl i am BINDER OUT right now this is NOT the time
had to walk back into the house RIGHT as all of them were gathered in a circle in prayer and yes all of them turned to stare at me. it’s been a day y’all (<- it’s not even 5 pm)
The silliest thing about modern anthro stuff is assuming herbivores wouldnt be all about eating meat. What do you think wild herbivores do when they need extra protein
I don’t fucking care for Beastars or any of your loser herbivore vs carnivore racism anthro shit I just want a cartoon chicken person lay an egg and fry it and eat it as their roommate looks on mildly disturbed
You say that as if 1) most mammals didnt have periods at all and 2) mammals didn’t love eating placenta. and their own Actual children as well if the situation calls for it. No, the issue at hand is that there are eggs in the fridge and this chicken went for something that’s come out of their anus. I mean it’s efficient, but it’s also certainly a choice.
those little things on ur nose aren’t blackheads, don’t try and get rid of them they’re sebaceous filaments and they’re permanent and literally everyone has them
every girl has that little pouch of fat on her lower tummy, despite what magazines try n show u, you have important organs there that need to be protected don’t try and get rid of ur pouch
ur body is smarter than u think and it knows what to do when u eat more than normal. one bad day, or even week, of eating poorly isn’t gonna ruin anything at all I pinky promise
if u think u look good up until u try taking a selfie, it’s not ur fault - our faces are asymmetrical and when u see ur face flipped it will look unnatural to u, since u don’t see it that way when u look in the mirror. to everyone else it looks perfectly fine
no one’s stomach looks the same at 8pm as it does at 8am. no one has a chiseled six pack after a day of eating, not even the super fit people u see on tumblr, because ur stomach naturally expands after eating and expecting to have a flat tummy before bed is very unrealistic
no one notices if the bags under ur eyes are bad today. no one pays attention to the bump in ur nose or the zit on ur chin or the piece of hair that u missed when u were straightening. literally no one notices these things except you so stop worrying about it ur gonna be fine
Talked to a friend today. Full time job but can’t afford downpayment on a house. Late 20s. Single. Huge cock. Balls same size as eachother. No kids. Bulging vein running all the way up the shaft is begging to be touched. Has given up on ever owning a home. Things are bleak indeed
✝️Fourty-six of these words are in the Bible!✝️
NO. NO. I REFUSE TO BELIEVE THE WORDS HUGE COCK ARE IN THE BIBLE. SHOW ME THE PAGE WHERE THERE IS A COCK MENTIONED
Matthew 26:34
Jesus said unto him, “Verily I say unto thee, That this night, before the cock crow, thou shalt deny me thrice.”
companies really have got to be okay with stagnant profits. what is wrong with earning the same amount every year? why does it always have to be more? it’s not sustainable. there are only so many people on the planet you can profit from 😭
The thing is, the people who run companies love stability. It means they get to keep doing the jobs they’ve been doing for years, maybe a few updates to adjust to shifts in culture or technology, but everybody keeps making product/performing service and everybody keeps getting paid.
But investors, they want to know that when they put money into something, they will get 7% more money out of it next year. They don’t care what the company does, they don’t have any idea how the industry it’s in works, all they know is they want number to go up and if number does not go up then they will burn the whole thing to the ground.
That’s why the stock market is the worst possible thing for the economy.
It’s not even that.
It’s illegal for them not to. (by legal precedent, not by legislation.)
If shareholders - investors who own stock in a company - believe that the company is not doing everything possible to increase the value of their shares, they can sue. For-profit corporations are required to make “line go up” - as in, not just profits increase, but returns to the people who own the company increase, their number one priority, and if they don’t, they can be held liable for not doing that duty.
The biggest problem is actually that they literally cannot increase forever, because we live on a finite biosphere with finite resources and finite numbers of people engaging in any company. So once they’ve done the most they can by normal routes like “sell more good/service” and “raise prices of good/service” and even shitty things like “buy competitors of good/service so we can raise prices” and “pay workers less,” they … still have to keep making more than they did last year. So they start shrinking their staff, laying off as many people as possible, even if it means the company isn’t functional anymore, producing their good/service as cheaply as possible, even if it means it actually becomes unusable or dangerous, and eventually, when the investors have sucked every drop of potential profit out of the company, they sell it, walk away, and buy shares in some other company.
I am absolutely convinced that the single law that would do the most good in this country would be making it law that instead of considering shareholder return increase their first priority, for-profit corporations must consider their top four priorities in equal measure: (1) the quality of the good or service they offer, (2) the working conditions and retention of their labor, (3) the environmental impact of their business, and (4) stability/non-decreasing returns to their investors.
So if the workers could show that they had sacrificed retention/labor conditions in order to increase profits by laying off so many employees that they were understaffed, they’d have a case against the executives; if the community or EPA could show that the company had sacrificed environmental impact to raise the quality of their service by using materials that poisoned the air/water around the factory, they’d have a case; and even if the shareholders could show that the company had sacrificed returns on their profits to the point of decrease or something, they would have a case. (Because if you cut out shareholder profits at all, it wouldn’t stand a chance of even making it out of the first committee in Congress, and because “Every year the company makes less money than last year even though our customers are reliable and we haven’t made huge improvements to our facilities because our CEO has sixteen executive assistants and keeps hiring his friends” is actually a fair complaint, if it ever happened.)
(I mean honestly none of this would ever pass because rich people would scream and poor people who believe they will be rich someday by the skin of their bootstraps would also scream. but i like to dream of legislation that might exist in a better world because i am too embittered about/by The Glorious Revolution rhetoric.)
Just imagine how much of any nation’s GDP is just products that needed to be produced due to planned obsolescence.
The bottle that was used once instead of ten dozen times.
The clothes that were worn for a season instead of a decade.
The washing machine that was replaced after four years instead of a lifetime.
Just imagine how much of any nation’s GDP is just products that would stop existing if they couldn’t dump money into advertising.
Everything from Coca Cola to those scam “bug deflectors” that are just a white plastic box with a green LED.
The amount of “growth” achieved by manufacturing things and creating products that literally don’t need to exist is staggering. Just imagine what humanity could achieve if we stopped wasting labour on such things and instead spent it on something actually useful.
Fun fact: ace people can wear clothing which can be interpreted as sexual despite being ace.
like
Just because someone has skin showing doesn’t mean they want to have sex. Thinking like that is…kinda just really weird
It’s not just weird, it’s a part of rape culture. The idea that someone’s clothing implies they’re seeking sex has been used to justify sexual assault. Don’t perpetuate that shit, with ace people or anyone else.
Literally heard a convo at the library where a guy was telling a girl that he’s an omega and the girl telling him that she’s a beta, and my mind just did not automatically connect the context to fraternity pledge classes at all and I just whispered to myself “what the fuck?? What the fuck??”
I went to see Parasite completely blind besides being aware (unavoidably) that there was a hard tonal shift at some point. I saw the poster and stuff, but that was it
the entire time I was bracing myself for it to shift into some sort of alien parasite psychological horror movie, which seems really presumptuous, except I saw Bong Joon-ho’s The Host and that movie actually did have a giant monster in it, so I wasn’t putting it past him
god the class dynamics in this movie are so stressful already… keeping up this double life while still taking care of your family…… and if that’s not bad enough, they’re gonna have to deal with The Parasite when it shows up
I hate being told “you need to work on your forgetfulness/memory issues”…
hate being told “stop hiding behind your disability”
hate being told “you can do so much more if you push yourself”
when the disability does disabling.
sometimes, I just can’t remember or I can’t do things, and that’s ok, it doesn’t make me useless or stupid and I wish my family specifically my mother treated me better about this stuff. I’m tired.
hey, to those that relate to this post:
you are not useless because you forgot things or can’t physically do things/don’t know how to do them. we live in an extremely ableist society and we are expected to do everything from the start. you matter and I matter too. disability rights include those who have a hard time managing task or can’t do things at all and need extra help.
they/them pronouns suddenly easy to use on trans people who use either he/him or she/her pronouns
they/them pronouns suddenly difficult to use on nonbinary people who use they/them pronouns who do not present as ambiguous
they/them pronouns usage suddenly booming due to other queer people and so called allies insisting on using so called “gender neutral” terms for everyone despite being told not to due to the fact that they want to be seen as progressive good guys
they/them pronouns the most easy thing in the world to use on anyone who uses neoprounouns because “i dont know how to use those :((”
you dont need to reblog this post and admit to me that you use the wrong pronouns on people even after knowing what their actual pronouns are. “omg you’re so right op i should stop misgendering people and learn to use their correct pronouns instead!” do you literally hear how you sound right now
see when people try and nitpick me because i call my dog “my dog” when it’s technically “the family dog”…….well first of all i still call my brother “my brother” and not “the family boy”. although maybe that should change. second of all sorry i’m still thinking about the family boy. btw i fell asleep while making this post last night and i think you can tell
I’d like to ask for some help from any intersex followers I have (or any intersex folks who come across this post!)
I’ve been struggling a lot to find proper terminology for intersex issues in my research because Google is all gunked up and Tumblr is just as hard to parse through.
So, if anyone could point me in the direction of any good literature by intersex authors or any good online resources (especially that define terminology) that would be incredibly helpful!! I’m still doing work myself but any sort of direction would be wonderful!
(tl;dr I want to be a better ally to intersex folks in trans feminist conversations about sex/gender and approach my own theory with intersex experiences in mind better! So, any and all resources would be appreciated!)
Holmes, M. (Ed.). (2016). Critical intersex. Routledge.
Horlacher, S. (2016). Transgender and intersex: Theoretical, practical, and artistic perspectives (pp. 1-27). Palgrave Macmillan US.
Orr, C. E. (2022). Cripping Intersex. UBC Press.
Davis, G. (2015). Contesting intersex: The dubious diagnosis (Vol. 10). NYU Press.
Reis, E. (2021). Bodies in doubt: An American history of intersex. JHU Press.
Lock Swarr, A. (2023). Envisioning African Intersex: Challenging Colonial and Racist Legacies in South African Medicine (p. 245). Duke University Press.
If you don’t have access to a university library, copies of those and other intersex books can be accessed via the @intersexbookclub discord!
i think that if squirrels had the capacity to use and understand language they would constantly be saying shit like “I’m such a nutpilled stumpcel” and so on
how do i delete someone elses post
u have to gather seven sacred objects of power and shit. it’s a whole quest. sorry
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