I’m really tired of seeing people broken up into labels of absolutes.
People are not just “good” or “bad”.
People are not a list of labels.
People are complex, situations are complex.
I know, that makes it a lot harder when you want to just write off everything someone’s ever done as bad – but that’s not how people actually are, and it would do everyone good to stop pretending they are.
I am tired of hearing about the fear people have in putting themselves out there. And it is a scary thing! Putting yourself out there means subjecting yourself to people who want a really good reason to tear you down, who will jump at the first chance to feel “good” by labeling someone else as “bad”.
I reject this. I reject the idea that there should be fear in speaking up and talking about experiences and trying to reach an understanding of a situation.
I’m unhappy to see people spitefully urging others to cut off ties with their friends under the guise of “well, that person’s just inherently bad, so if you talk to them you’re bad too.” That is fucked up. You definitely have the right to let the friend know you don’t want to hear about whoever troubles you, but you do not at all have the right to decide who their friends should be. This includes guilt trips.
Anyway, just try to be more aware of others. Everyone else is a person like you. They might not have the same experiences as you. They might not understand how their words are harmful, or how what they’re doing is wrong. They certainly won’t if you never tell them.
Most people are trying to be good, but they’re going to mess it up sometimes. Try to keep that in mind. Even when people do really fucked up shit, sometimes they are trying to do good. “The road to hell is paved with good intentions” and all that.
Nothing gets solved, no growth happens when you put people into a box from which you’ll never let them escape.
Yes, you absolutely must be careful about people who have tendencies and patterns that are harmfulto you. Sometimes people try to overcome those patterns and they fail, and you have to distance yourself from them: that is the sad reality of life. Sometimes though, they can overcome it. But they certainly won’t if the first thing you do is write them off after a fuck up.
Be sincere. Use your best judgment.
>Most people are trying to be good, but they’re going to mess it up
sometimes. Try to keep that in mind. Even when people do really fucked
up shit, sometimes they are trying to do good. “The road to hell is paved with good intentions” and all that.
Oh, I never forget that. In fact, that’s the worst part.
THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING EVER.
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!
Pushing the idea that people are morally/ethically binary and permanently on one side or the other doesn’t allow room for growth. Things like cancel culture can further promote hatred because it discourages learning and empathy. You put this so eloquently and I hope this gets reblogged at least another 50,000 times!
Mistakes that I have made, and ways we learn to be better.
It’s easy to fall into this line of thinking even if you’re o guard for it and get swept up
My default state of thinking is very black and white and its super easy for me to spiral out. But like with any negative behaviour knowledge, time, and practice means the issue can be controllable and you can learn from your mistakes
woke up thinking several of my recent sci-fi favorites would have trouble with some of their characters’ pronouns if they were to be translated into Ukrainian for a very funny reason
the thing is, “it” in casual use isn’t primarily dehumanising/instrumentalising
it’s affectionate, sort of a diminutive, used in a “not old enough to be gendered” way
so you have anglophone writers using “it” for their characters to underscore that they treat themselves or are treated by others as inhuman instruments
and with Ukrainian (and probably other Slavic languages) you immediately have to deal with that the most widespread use of “it” is for “small child” or “baby /affectionate”
воно таке мале й таке миле
this would be harder to translate for Derin’s Public Universal Friends - there is this whole emphasis on how it is a choice to become one, and the vetting process is decades long. nobody calls a PUF cute; they’re recognized as useful but slightly terrifying in the “I chose to make myself into an instrument” way
and for Martha Wells’ Murderbot this could probably work out of the box, because a lot of the story hinges upon the different perceptions of itself that Murderbot has in comparison to its humans, and a lot of the storyline has humans adopting Murderbot the same way it adopts them. so here the child!it could probably work pretty well
speaking of which i need to get back on a translation project i’ve been procrastinating on
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I need every single one of you to read the murderbot diaries.
In whump terms (with light spoilers): half human half robot living weapon who’s spent the entirety of its life forced to follow every command of humans who didn’t see it as a sentient being, jumping in front of any danger and getting blown into pieces to protect people who didn’t give a damn about it at best and hurt it personally at worst. It hacked its own control but kept it hidden still doing its job until Actually Decent Humans came and stuff happened. It’s basically a recovery arc where Living Weapon is terrified of humans but is also hella badass, with lots of hacking and fights and nearly dying and PTSD involved.
In me being in love with the book terms (still light spoilers): Murderbot is hilarious, its narration is outright fun and engaging, I’m in love with the way it reacts to everything, I need to give it a hug except it doesn’t like hugs so I would love to instead watch a show with it while keeping zero eye contact because have I mentioned its main coping mechanism is watching media every free second it’s got, which is hilariously relatable but also terrifyingly sad to consider if you think about any part of its life for longer than two seconds. It’s super whumpy. It’s funny. It’s fun. It’s the best book ever (in my superiorly correct and objective opinion).
It actually kills me how easy it is to become someone murderbot cares about
Like it gets its first job that it chose and like within hours is invested enough to let someone lay down with it, its upset that it relaxed when there was still someone who needed protection despite the job basically being over anyway
It just watched the preservation team for most of their survey and decided it like them based on things like Mensah driving safely before it was ever ready to accept direct kindness
Its capacity for love is massive when shown even the slightest basic compassion and sometimes even when it can just sympathize with your position despite you hurting it
and it still walks around like “I stepped through the door and I bet everyone flinched because I’m a Terrifying murderbot, which is my name btw, the one I chose for myself”
Booting into windows after being on Linux for a while makes me see red like nothing else. What do you mean you want my email before i even see the desktop.
by the way this is the procedure to get out of gaza
it costs 5k USD per adult and 2.5k USD per child
if you want to raise this money via GOFUNDME it has to be arranged by someone who is NOT living in Palestine because GFM does not release money to Palestine. GFM also verifies every detail so it has to be accurate so you need someone who is out of Palestine and also familiar with the bureaucracy.
once you raise the money one of your FIRST ORDER RELATIVES have to deposit this money IN CASH and IN PERSON at the Cairo offices of a company called hala. this person cannot be a Palestinian male under 40 because they are not allowed to be Egypt without a permit
once you pay the money you have to WAIT for your names to be published by Egyptian military at the Rafah crossing and the you have 24 hours to get out
it is a very long and convoluted process that is impossible for most Palestinians who do not have contacts in other counties. Please please donate to the GFMs you see floating around because they’ve been verified and this is only the first step in an arduous journey. Once in Cairo, Palestinians aren’t allowed to work so they need money for their support also.
i know we’re all sick of self-care being a marketing tactic now, but i don’t think a lot of us have any other concept of self-care beyond what companies have tried to sell us, so i thought i’d share my favorite self-care hand out
brought to you by how mad i just got at a Target ad
OP this is EXCELLENT
Now THAT’S a self care resource! If you’ve gotten distracted by capitalism’s appropriation of “self-care” and watering the meaning down to nothing this is a super helpful guide to cut through the bullshit.
I love my little brother but his love of poppy playtime is going to tears us apart I am telling you
because like. I’m a mascot horror purist. I like Chucky and classic FNaF. This kid watches content farms, and not even interesting ones. Like the bottom of the barrel stuff
Mods? Take him to the stump of his favorite childhood tree.
Mods, make him busy during a friends planned trip so he misses out on the new inside joke.
Mods… change the smell of his parents house.
look boss, our quarterly “subjection to the brutalities of the Absurd” budget is almost blown already. can we not just shoot this one twice in the back of the head and call it a day?
the thing about bro/guy/dude is also that, in the specific case of “arguing with a trans girl”, even if it wasn’t coy misgendering (it is) it’s also a very overly friendly way to refer to someone whose first introduction to you is a disagreement? like come on people.
the cishets had this shit figured out a decade ago
the scariest thing about old tv isnt really the racism or the sexisim because you kinda go in braced for that it’s all the scenes where suddenly an actress is holding a lion cub or a chimpanzee is in the same room as a toddler, or suddenly theres a lion, or there’s a chimpanzee again but it’s driving a car, or holding a lighter, or holding fireworks. You just kind of watch in horror as over and over an actress performs with only 1960s tv film shootings best animal handling between her and the opening to Nope.
This is how I learn that the famous chimp my dad got my nickname from tried to kill Reagan. Fuck yeah.
bro quit shielding me from danger with your body you’re going to make the audience think we’re gay
brooooo i’m serious stop pushing me up against the wall when you confront me about how reckless and foolish i am don’t you realize how homoerotic that looks
no bro don’t offer to follow me wherever i may go even to the ends of the earth that’s so gay haha
- eyeballs are an eyeball width apart - ears align with the top of your brows to the bottom of your nose, and are the center-point of a profile view - lip corners line up to the center of each eye - hands are roughly the size of your face - feet are the same size as your forearm - elbows are aligned with your belly-button - your hands reach down mid-length of your thighs - both upper and lower legs (individually) are roughly the same size as your torso (this is all rough estimates for proportion! feel free to add more to help others)
YOU ARE A FUCKING SAINT
- the length of your legs + feet is about the same as the length of your torso + everything above it
- collar bones extend directly from the shoulders
-wrists align with crotch
Hey man, just fyi, a hand is roughly the size of your face with fingers spread, but with fingers flattened it’s about half.
- eyes are halfway up the head, even in art school people are always struggling with where to put the eyes but they never believe me when i say “its halfway up the head”, they’re like, its gotta be higher than that!! its not just DO it you’ll thank me later
Indie horror games are either like “You’re on a submarine because you were sent to explore a mysterious pit in the ocean floor and you slowly realize you weren’t meant to resurface” or “Mr. Scrubkus is gonna get you!!!!! Don’t let him get you!!!!” And Mr. Scrubkus is the one everyone talks about
Also Mr. Scrubkus has an unreasonable amount of fanart porn.
Well, it is a bit hard to sexualize the merciless concepts of the creeping knowledge of betrayal and the expendability of workers in a capitalist society
gotta say i don’t like how many “how to pass ftm” guides are straight up just like. be monotone and uninterested and don’t engage in your “feminine” hobbies and don’t wear bright colors and don’t be polite and don’t smile at people and don’t show emotion ever. like how precisely is this a healthy thing to be teaching people (especially the young people these are often targeted at)??? i am a bubbly boy. a cheerful chap. a merry man. a good-humored guy. a glowing gent. a veritable ray of fucking sunshine and i am NOT toning that down!!!! fuck you!!!!!!!
This is why “eat the rich” is not a violent statement. Rich people literally kill others for their own profits. Any violence against rich people who do this is self defense.
This is also one of the many reasons why there are zero good cops. The nicest cop in existence would arrest someone for stealing to survive but would not arrest these greedy employers for killing for profit.
Every summer I forget how much I fucking love spiders I’ve drunk one every day this week
Drinking spiders??!
You put ice cream in a glass and pour soft drink over it. It creates a thick layer of delicious foam on top of a sweet, creamy drink with ice cream in it.
And yes I did attempt to get a picture by googling “Australia spider” like a fucking moron.
I think that’s called a float in the states. Although we usually plop the icecream into the glass after the soda. Similar effect though.
We wouldn’t be able to call it that because the word is way too easy to confuse with a floater, which is a meat pie floating in a bowl of pea soup. It is every bit as delicious as a spider though. I should get some pies and pea soup.
I would like to announce that this is not a standard Australian food, it’s exclusively a South Australian one and the rest of Australia is just as appalled as the rest of the world.
It’s not our fault that the rest of Australia is incorrect about food.
“average person eats 3 spiders a year" factoid actualy just statistical error. average person eats 0 spiders per year. Spiders Georg, who lives in South Australia and BADLY misinterpreted our survey question,,
“way too easy to confuse with a floater” as opposed to. a spider.
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