April 2025

grandexcessivecoremode:

quasi-normalcy:

queeranarchism:

eldritchcatpossumamalgam:

chrismerle:

eldritchcatpossumamalgam:

shubbabang:

its not funny but i do think about it a lot

Yeah I don’t get this.. glad I don’t have kids. I mean what are you supposed to say?

it’s about the context. if a kid feels bad about doing something, they are unlikely to do it again unless they feel like they have to or if they don’t know another way to get it done. children are just small humans; they don’t like feeling bad/guilty/etc. any more than anyone else does. so if a kid comes forward and says ‘I did this bad thing and I feel bad about it’ and you scold them for doing that thing that they already feel bad about, then you are effectively just scolding them for coming forward. if the kid already feels bad, they don’t need an adult to tell them they should feel bad. in reality, the kid was probably coming forward about it because they wanted the adult to explain how to make it right, or how to do it properly.

Thank you, this helps. I like kids but being autistic sometimes it’s confusing because here in don’t know what the script is.

An appropriate script could be:

  1. Telling the kid that it is very brave of them to come forward and admit that they did something wrong.
  2. Having a conversation to find out why they did the bad thing. Sometimes there’s an underlying reason that needs to be addressed like ‘I’m worried the other kids think I’m not cool enough so I broke a rule’ or ‘I was mad at my sister because she called me fat so I broke her toy’, etc. These conversations might be more important than the bad thing.
  3. Telling the kid that we all make bad decisions sometimes and while we should try not to do that again, making a bad decision doesn’t mean we’re bad forever.
  4. Telling the kid that the best way to feel less bad about it is to try to make things right. Did they secretly take mom’s piece of cake? Maybe we can go bake a new piece of cake together and give it to mom. (The point here is not to make the kid really produce something of equal value to what they stole/broke/etc. A child often can not do that. The point is to practice what fixing the damage you have done looks like).
  5. Finishing the conversation with supportive words and maybe a hug, depending on the child and your relationship to that child. Above all the goal is making sure the child leaves the conversation feeling happy that they chose to come forward and committed to doing so again if they mess up in the future.

reblog because this.

chipsncookies:

romanceyourdemons:

i was drafting a post that said “a single boba tea can replace up to two meals if you are pure of heart” and the reason i didn’t post it is because as i was typing those words i got so dizzy i felt like i was being abducted by aliens

allthingswhumpyandangsty:

unless they specifically asked, you don’t get to tell a fanfic writer you think they mischaracterized the character by the way. because the second someone writes a fanfic about a character, that character becomes the writer’s own version of the character. canon is only a suggestion, but whether or not an author will follow it / how much of canon an author will take is entirely up to them. you don’t get to stick your nose in their world and tell them “hey this is not to my liking therefore I think you’re doing it wrong” when you can simply leave quietly and move on to something else you may enjoy

energyprison:

energyprison:

hey its me your immune system. looks like we caught somethin here. try sneezing real fast see if that gets rid of it. yeah no dice, huh… alright lemme try filling your lungs with fluid. no yeah i do it all the time dont worry works like a charm. hmmm… still no good… alright well just hold tight here for a minute maybe it just needs time to start working. in the mean time ill go fire up the ol’ neuron cooker n see if that helps

HEY its me again. false alarm turns out it was just like pollen or somethin haha sorry i can be a little jumpy is all. …hey man youre not lookin so good are you okay?

energyprison:

energyprison:

hey its me your immune system. looks like we caught somethin here. try sneezing real fast see if that gets rid of it. yeah no dice, huh… alright lemme try filling your lungs with fluid. no yeah i do it all the time dont worry works like a charm. hmmm… still no good… alright well just hold tight here for a minute maybe it just needs time to start working. in the mean time ill go fire up the ol’ neuron cooker n see if that helps

HEY its me again. false alarm turns out it was just like pollen or somethin haha sorry i can be a little jumpy is all. …hey man youre not lookin so good are you okay?

eategg24:

tooies:

lays a beautifol girl egg

im sorry for what i have to do.

smegorl:

aqlstar:

dasha-through-the-snow:

miss-rum-hee:

juelzsantanabandana:

Japan literally came to my island (Guam 🇬🇺 ) during WWII rounded up the natives on the beach and chopped their heads off but sure lmao

>arabic text in name

>soviet in the name

Reminder that not only can empires exist outside of Europe, but sometimes non-European Imperial powers have even conquered and colonized parts of Europe.

(Remember- it’s Istanbul not Constantinople.)

Al-Andalus anyone?

Idiots online thinking that imperialism is stored in the Europe.

great-and-small:

The best hobbies are ones that teach you obscure synonyms for colors

teaboot:

tigerinkangel:

teaboot:

teaboot:

teaboot:

Okay so the first lil clay sculpture looked good but I accidentally broke his legs off and wasn’t able to securely patch ‘em back on (it’s okay he’s gonna be part of a different project now) but I still wanted to try my hand at a human-ish figure SO WE ARE ONTO ROUND TWO

A crude clay figure of a slim and bald androgynous human sitting on a round hill. One leg is resting on the slope with their fist palmed on the thigh- the other arm rests its elbow on the knee with hand hanging limp. Front view, hand behind it to block out clutter on the desk behind. ALT
A crude clay figure of a slim and bald androgynous human sitting on a round hill. One leg is resting on the slope with their fist palmed on the thigh- the other arm rests its elbow on the knee with hand hanging limp. Right side view, hand behind it to block out clutter on the desk behind. ALT

(He’s not finished please ignore how gloopy he is)

FLAGGED AS EXPLICIT IN UNDER 5 MINUTES ARE YOU KIDDING ME

Everybody check out my slutty little homunculus

They blurred you 😭


FUCK

thedogeveryonehates:

frailbug:

bunny shaped tree

duck shaped tree

verirothestar:

Why is this receipt for the food I ordered so suggestive

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

:

lemme grind my pussy on this stalagmite real quick lol

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

tredlocity:

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

defilerwyrm:

Sorry if you have to see ads, here’s my cat Cassie to soften the blow

orgyporgy:

The difference between ½ cup of rice and 1 cup of rice is like 18 cups of rice

bovineblogger:

rotisserie-chicken-detector:

bovineblogger:

trans person: im trans

society: ok

the magnificent african forest buffalo:

OP was eating Delicious Rotisserie Chicken when making this post!

how did you know that.

bigscaryd:

prokopetz:

thetroublewithhavingabrain:

prokopetz:

I’ll see your “the villain repeatedly kidnapping the princess is actually just extreme sex rolepaying” and raise you “it is, in fact, an RP thing, but there’s nothing sexual about it – the princess is just really into escape rooms, and the ‘villain’ is the only escape room artisan around who’s unethical enough to be willing to build challenges that meet her frankly deranged standards”.

Wouldn’t that kind of be the opposite of what happens with the whole being “rescued” part?

In most of the examples of the princess kidnap scenario they don’t escape of their own accord.

The “knight” is the princess’ long-suffering personal assistant whose job it is to go in and extricate her if she manages to get stuck. Of course, there’s no thrill of danger if it’s possible to bail any time you want, so the princess insists the escape rooms be made at least as difficult to get into as they are to get out of!

She’s in another castle because she beat this one herself.

If you were raised as an iPad kid, do you resent your parents for that at all?

yesornopolls:

If you were raised as an iPad kid, do you resent your parents for that at all?

Yes

No

See results

See Results

Since you found out what I had sceduled for Saturday, guess what I have sceduled for next Saturday :)

humanoidchaos:

lukadjo:

Please don’t tell me it has anyrthing to do wit a guy whose name starts with an O

I’m going to make this a thing, by force is necessary

fuck

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

nick-nonya:

lukadjo:

timemachineshark:

times-chu:

lastoneout:

lastoneout:

This website is too mobile focused these days. Reblog and tell me what your desktop/laptop background is.

Girl help people in the notes are calling me rich and privileged for owning a computer.

Guys if your definition of wealth is “owning a computer” then I’m sorry but you’re not ready for the revolution. Listen, when the lord of the land makes his subjects stand in the open rain, their enemy is not the man who wore a hat.

another fire ass line from a random ass tumblr post lets go

I have the bing image of the day!

i made it :3

Wow! Very cool!!

max1461:

geopolitics is about having fun and being yourself

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bippus:

bippus:

Posted this two days before finding out I had a brain tumor

himynameisemail:

catsandcataclysms:

inkstars1138:

beaft:

beaft:

googling shit like “why do i feel bad after hanging out with my friends” and all of the answers are either “you need better friends” (i don’t; my friends are wonderful) or “your social battery is drained, you need to rest and regain your energy levels” (i don’t; i’ve got tons of energy, it’s just manifesting as over-the-top neurotic mania). why is this even happening. it’s like some stupid toll i have to pay as a punishment for enjoying myself too much

I actually, genuinely think social event aftercare would fix me. I need someone to put me to bed and say “you were fun today and no one hated you”

tags via @ratbastarddotfuck

comicgeekscomicgeek:

eldritchamy:

kanagenwrites:

eurodynamic:

I once wrote a 1500 word essay on something I’d forgotten to read in the 40 minutes before class. Including the time it took to read the thing I’d forgotten to read.

I got an A on that paper.

Writing is a skill. Skill is muscle. If you don’t use a muscle, it atrophies. If you are a student and you are tempted to use genAI to cheese an assignment, I am begging you for your own sake to not do it.

This is not a moral stance about genAI (which is shit at what it’s ostensibly for, and full of lies and evil, and fueled by art theft and burning rainforests, and there is no good reason to ever use it for anything; that’s the moral reason for why you shouldn’t use it), it is a purely pragmatic stance based on the fact that if you use it you will never learn the single most essential skill that is used in every single workplace.

You will never learn to bullshit.

And if you cannot bullshit, you will not understand when you are being fed bullshit by others.

For your own sake you must learn to do your own thinking, your own bullshitting, because our trashfire society runs on bullshit and for your own good you must become fluent in it, because very few people will bother to translate it for you. It was asinine in the late 90s, and it is asinine today, but it is the central truth of adult society: everything is bullshit, and you need to know what is going on beneath the bullshit, and you need to be able to bullshit back if necessary.

I know that the expectations being placed on you are ever-increasing, and I know that it does not seem rational to put effort into explaining the plot of a Charles Dickens novel to someone who has read the thing 50 times and will read 50 identical essays about it over the weekend. I know you are being handed ever-greater heaps of what is functionally mindless busywork because of an institutional obsession with metrics that don’t actually measure learning in a useful way. High school was nightmarish in the 90s and I am fully aware that it has only gotten worse.

Nevertheless, you must try, if only for your own sake. Curiosity is your best hope, and dogged determination your best weapon. Learn, please, if only out of spite.

I was able to get an A on that paper because I was able to skim the reading, figure out what it was about, and bullshit for 1500 words in the space of 40 minutes.

Imagine what you can do if you learn to bullshit like I can bullshit.

For my senior year of AP English, I was assigned reading over Easter break. We were instructed to read The Old Man And The Sea, and save the rest of the short stories in the book for the first week back.

Unfortunately, what I heard was “read everything BUT The Old Man And The Sea.”

Double unfortunately: the first day back was a test, on The Old Man And The Sea. Which I had read exactly zero words of. It was, notably, a short essay test. It wasn’t multiple choice or fill in the blank. It was designed to require deliberate answers from scratch, entirely out of your own head, with nothing to go on BUT what was in your head.

And in the course of about 45 minutes, I was able to use the questions of the test itself to piece together a vague enough sense of how the story went to bullshit my way through other questions. I gave wide, thematic answers that were extremely light on details, since I did not know any of them, and did not even know this test would be happening until it was in front of me. An essay test for an AP-level English class.

I had a starting point of zero information, and an essay test about the thing I was supposed to have read.

I bullshitted my way to a B+ on it.

On a test I should have gotten a ZERO on.

It’s been 16 years since I took that test.

I couldn’t tell you a damn thing about The Old Man And The Sea.

But you better fucking believe I still know how to bullshit, and when someone is trying to bullshit me.

The power and utility of knowing how bullshit works CANNOT be overstated. It is one of the most important skills you can ever have.

This is also a good string on this topic.

enki2:

mihai-florescu:

wichatime:

gembondings:

sonicunleashed:

me:*fills a water gun with printer ink*
me:i dont even need a wii u to have fun

if you bought a 16ml cartridge of ink at $18, and a 2500ml nerf super soaker barrage at $15.99, it would cost about $2,828.49 to fill it with ink once

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venonomnomicon:

venonomnomicon:

if tumblr shuts down follow me on this other website that’s nothing like it and is fundamentally impossible to even wrangle into being like it due to a format that prioritises algorithmic short form text content and also nobody will join it anyway

OK so it’s kind of like tumblr except you have a character limit and the userbase is completely full of humourless millenials and it doesn’t have tags and you can’t repost the same thing multiple times. BUT it’ll have a moderation transmisogyny scandal within 6 months so really it’ll feel just like home

Even WAFRN, whose purpose is specifically to be a tumblr replacement, had to make a small to medium compromise here and there so that it’s compatible with how social media is conceived enough to be able to be a part of the Fediverse.

I mean, it is still very much the closest thing to [tumblr] that isn’t [tumblr] since cohost, but I would still like tags that disappear when you reblog

meashisavampire:

this is the worst glitch spotify has ever given me

venonomnomicon:

venonomnomicon:

if tumblr shuts down follow me on this other website that’s nothing like it and is fundamentally impossible to even wrangle into being like it due to a format that prioritises algorithmic short form text content and also nobody will join it anyway

OK so it’s kind of like tumblr except you have a character limit and the userbase is completely full of humourless millenials and it doesn’t have tags and you can’t repost the same thing multiple times. BUT it’ll have a moderation transmisogyny scandal within 6 months so really it’ll feel just like home

gallusrostromegalus:

chongoblog:

chongoblog:

You might think your anime opening is cool, but is it “seamlessly put a ‘previously on…’ segment in the MIDDLE of the opening and have it kick ass every time” cool?

bet your ass he is

Hello, if you have not seen Baccano!, and want to see a BEAUTIFULLY constricted anime with an incredible soundtrack and some of the best characters of all time, watch Baccano!.

It’s 26 long-run episodes and you need to be paying attention because it’s played out-of-order ala pulp fiction, and it kicks So. Much. Ass.

despazito:

i can’t stand these new fountain machines they dispense watered down piss

ourdarling:

everyone shut the fuck up and look at this snake named barcode

jackgenderfuck:

a reference sheet for a character named JPEG, an anthro husky with a large smile wearing an MCR shirt, checkered belts and long black converse. He has a big red and orange demon form with yellow eyes and yellow teeth.ALT

Send me asks about and/or art requests for this thang!!!! I want to see him in Situations! Any situation! Send me your characters and I’ll have them interact! Completely SFW or spicy!! I just wanna talk about him so bad. Other posts about her are tagged as #jpeg :)

calamitys-child:

calamitys-child:

calamitys-child:

I think the best most human thing in the world is strangers doing a silly thing together

Examples:

- guy at work “Yes, and -” ing the bit me and my coworker were doing where we pretended to be owners of a fantasy medieval tavern not minimum wage retail staff

- at the gay club when Die Young by Kesha came on and two hundred people, all dancing and drinking separately, jumped up and down to make the “- beat of the drums *STOMP STOMP*” as loud as possible

- person who watched me stomp round the beach singing a made up song about breakfast foods to name a cat after and suggested more breakfast foods that would be good cat names

- guy who started a dance off with everyone across the road while waiting for the lights to change

- very tiny girl at the pharmacy interviewing everyone in the queue and every single one of us in turn sat down and answered this toddler’s questions like we were on Letterman

The three pillars of humanity, in no particular order, are Joy, Absurdity, and Sharing

Since you found out what I had sceduled for Saturday, guess what I have sceduled for next Saturday :)

Please don’t tell me it has anyrthing to do wit a guy whose name starts with an O

galacticpasta:

galacticpasta:

accidentally hit something on the treadmill at my gym and it opened a web browser??

dostoyevsky-official:

dostoyevsky-official:

donjuaninhell:

dostoyevsky-official:

Paddington is shot for participating in the Paris commune.

paddington didn’t “participate” so much as sowed deliberate chaos. possibly a double agent that someone realized had to be eliminated—if only it worked

i’m very hurt by everyone asking me to tag this as #AI. i suppose it was a bad time to get into speed sketching ghibli cartoon style full color 4k high quality sad paddington kill paddington execute paddington -happy paddington paddington misery illustration cute -joy drawings

miyoriia:

^ awawa addict

arctictern12:

mooncustafer:

netherworldpost:

petrarchesco:

caesarsaladinn:

kingfucko:

people will say “early medieval” and be talking about shit from the high middle ages. people will say “medieval” and be talking about the early modern era. people will say “the early modern era” and literally mean 1952

people will say “ancient” in reference to something that happened in 1250 AD

people will say “Renaissance paintings” and then show some random french painting from 1770

people will say “I can’t believe it’s not butter” when they can in fact believe it is not butter

people will say “ceci est une pipe” when it’s literally a picture of a pipe

butter? i hardly know er

helenvaughans:

libraford:

It is not enough to get into a comfy sleeping position- one must go through several and spin like a rotisserie chicken to arrive at the position you started with.

allthingswhumpyandangsty:

writing is hard but coming up with a cunty title and catchy summary will slay even god’s strongest soldier