stuck between “psychological horror statement” and “objectively the funniest thing you could say to your real flesh and blood dad” in the father’s day card aisle
this is the saddest fucking thing. wheres that post about when you cant even write a poem about it because its just there already
if you germinate cucumber seeds in the dark vs. in the light the ones grown in the light will look normal and the ones grown in the dark actually won’t be stunted in the way you might predict, these seedlings grow into pale yellow plants with smaller leaves because they expend every ounce of energy they have into growing as tall as they can possibly endure, in the dark they grow much faster and taller than they do in the light, because they don’t know they’re an experimental treatment kept in the dark, they think they’re buried alive in the soil or under some foliage and they’re growing upwards trying to break through into the light. its the most obvious thing in the world and also the most devastating
Me seeing this for the 14th time in my 5 years on tumblr and seeing more notes and comments but still reblogging it since it’s literally a World Heritage Post
date of origin: November 5th, 2013
as a person with a british father and a southern mom this makes me giggle so much
I have had strong visions of the need for a specifically geriatric care orientated fast response team for evictions,.
back in 2009 I was working with a teacher from my sister’s school to get hours I needed to get my cna certification back. I was assigned to help with a few residents in what was supposed to be a very nice nursing home. One of the residents I was helping with was unaware and unresponsive at all times. She could not move nor speak and while we were sure she could hear she did not have any way of communicating.
So imagine my confusion when I showed up for my shift to see the other person assigned to her packing up this woman’s belongings.
I asked what was going on and got that they were kicking the woman out. I wondered if they had said where she was going to go and the other aid explained that she hadn’t been told anything but that it was very strange.
I helped pack this woman’s belongings and went to help in another room.
About an hour later I checked up on the unresponsive resident only to see the aid back with her looking extremely distressed.
She let me know that they were sending the woman back to her previous address as the prices for the nursing home had risen and her social security checks no longer covered the costs. Since they hadn’t been able to get ahold of her family the woman’s payments hadn’t been covering the full amount and eventually she missed several payments as the money coming in was ate up by late fees and such.
Thing is her previous home had been sold and her family had moved out of state. So they were taking her to the house of a stranger.
I went and reported this to my instructor and told her we needed to call the state board to report this. While I was doing that they packed the woman into a transport vehicle and drove her away.
They left her in a stretcher in the street.
My instructor didn’t want to rock the boat because the school needed to keep working with this facility so that her students would be able to get their credit hours.
We got into an argument because I pointed out that if she didn’t report it she was also breaking the law as this was a clear case of endangerment.
Our argument attracted the attention of other residents and nursing aids. When they asked what was going on I told them exactly what happened.
Unsurprisingly everyone was upset that the facility has just abandoned a woman who could not move or speak on a street in the middle of summer. It was around 90f out side!
My phone was locked up at the time so I kept badgering the instructor and made it clear I would be reporting the situation first chance I got and I would be naming her too as someone who chose to let this happen.(She kicked me out of her program for this but I did report her to her principal and school board.)
During this a bunch of the residents heard me point out how extremely illegal this was and how dangerous it was. All of the aids were talking to each other. And because they heard me loudly state I was going to report it once I had a phone people started slipping away.
And hour later transport returns with the resident and she is soaked in sweat and red all over. Her aid and I rushed over to clean her and put medicated cream on her skin. While we tried to get fluid in her aid proudly let me know that I reminded everyone that they had the power to help and people started calling the owners, state board, child services even. Two residents proudly told me that they called the police for a wellness check. So many people called and made a scene that the owners scrambled to get the woman back.
A few neighbors who saw the woman dumped even reported them to the police!
The absolute deluge of calls spooked the owners so bad they rushed to get the woman back to the facility before the news found out.
An investigation was started after that. I was told by the instructor that she didn’t feel comfortable having me around even though I was right and that she wouldn’t vouch that I preformed the hours I worked. I would have to start over with another instructor.
I asked her if she thought the part of the course that says you legally have to report neglect and abuse was optional.
Then I got my money back.
My sister let me know that the Owners of the facility decided to follow the law and got a case worker for that woman who found her family and was able to properly move her into a cheaper facility instead of dumping her on the street at a strangers door.
Which they should have done in the first place.
But packing her up and throwing out in the street was far quicker and cheaper. So that’s what they did. Had so many people not fought for her they might have gotten away with that.
I’m not surprised another facility resorted to having that 93 year old arrested. Majority of care facilities are all about money first and the actual residents well being last.
And Zionism is the sepratist ideology that depends on antisemitism as a life force. Antisemitism is like marketing Israel for Zionist elites. To sell Israel, the idea of the “Jewish safe haven”, you need to ensure antisemitism still — why else has the United States done absolutely nothing about its blatant neo-Nazi problem? Because Israel needs it.
Jews who recognise this are cast aside— we are not real Jews, we’re shameful, they hope we get “picked” or whatever. Because we stand against our history being bastardised to excuse the slaughter of Palestinians, because we stand against inhumanity and murder and war and Facism. We’re simply “not Jews”.
And I’ll say— I don’t care! I must not be Jewish then. For detesting murder. For hating Facism. I must not be Jewish, then, if that’s what Judaism is to you.
honestly video games went off when they put hearts above characters’ heads as an indicator for a positive reaction like i wish i could do that in real life! hey friend i’m seeing you and you hugged me i now am displaying hearts all around!!! or hey i saw this cat and it meowed i’m filled with warmth and happiness and now want to show it with hearts around me!!!!
This is potentially life saving information everyone should know.
No you guys this post helped me find my cat. He was missing for almost a month and I’ve had him for over 12 years. After seeing this I put his favorite blanket he always slept on outside hoping he would smell mine or his scent and he was back the next fucking day asleep on it.
When my cat got out, we called and called for him, and then, later that night, I remembered similar advice to this, and so put his little scratching pad, which he adores, on the front porch. Not even half an hour later, I heard a thump, opened the door, and there was his big butt, meowing at me.
Important and vital
I don’t care that I reblogged this today I’m reblogging it again
This is an exception to not being related to writing.
I hope this helps somebody
Whenever someone in one of my buy swap sell groups reports a missing cat, I remember this post and pass the advice on. So far, ALL of the missing cats have come home.
[ID: A digital informational poster. Text: “HOW TO FIND A LOST DOG. On day 12 of searching for my dog in a heavily wooded area, distraught and hopeless, I ran into a couple of hunters. They said they lost the occasional dog on a hunt but always got them back. What they told me has helped many dogs and families be reunited. The dog owner(s) should take an article of clothing that has been worn at least all day, the longer the better, so the lost dog can pick up the scent. Bring the article of clothing to the location where the dog was last seen and leave it there. Also, if the dog has a crate and familiar toy, you can bring those too (unless location undesirable for crate). You might also want to leave a note requesting item(s) not to be moved. Leave a bowl of water there too, as the dog probably hasn’t had access to any. Do not bring food as this could attract other animal that the dog might avoid. Come back the next day, or check intermittently if possible. Hopefully the dog will be waiting there. I was skeptical and doubted my dog would be able to detect an article of clothing if he didn’t hear me calling his name as loud as possible all day for 12 days. But I returned the next day and sure enough found him sitting there! I hope this helps someone out there who’s missing a best friend. Good luck :)” End ID]
for pride month 2024 we’re gonna nuke 10 of your mutuals’ blogs and 9 of them are run by transfems 😍
this is about the blogger you’re thinking about. this is about the blogger who had thousands of followers and got nuked for no reason. this is about the one who was always kind and understanding and never did anything wrong, never broke TOS.
but it’s also about the blogger you’ve never heard of. it’s about the one on your DNI. this is about the mean one. the one you saw that callout post about. this is about the one who had maybe a few dozen followers at most. this is about the one who’s not white. this is about the “problematic” one. this is about the blogger who’s annoying, the one who complains all the time. this is about the one you have blocked. the one you reported.
staff only enforces the rules when they want to, on who they want to. i’ve had so many mutuals whose blogs were deleted just in the last couple months and all but two were transfems. it doesn’t matter who “broke TOS” or not (and clearly it doesn’t to staff, either) — no one deserves to get cut off from their community. stop fucking nuking my mutuals.
This blogger had a live and accessible blog yesterday (6/12/24) when I first saw this post.
this is reece, previously soft-caramel. i’m a brown transmasc fagdyke butch thing. soft-caramel was terminated around 5-6 AM pacific time on june 13th, 2024, according to my mutual. this post was originally posted the evening of june 11th, 2024. they got me in under 48 hours. they did not send me any explanation as to why i’d been terminated.
i’m not transfem. i’ve been seeing all my lovely mutuals get nuked for being transfem or calling out staff/users on their transmisogyny and it’s my turn to be the tenth, i guess. it’s ramped up since the month started, too. like. 10 is such an under-estimate, i’ve seen more blogs than that get terminated in the last week.
please listen to transfems when they talk about transmisogyny, amplify their voices, and speak out yourself, especially if you’re tme. and remember that any marginalisation and discrimination one experiences gets worse the more marginalised groups someone is a part of.
it doesn’t matter how small your blog is, use your voice. i had 300 followers when i posted that the other evening. this has 20k notes now. love your sisters forever
Some fairies have taken residence on your property, and have grown fond of you, as much as those with such alien morals can. And they are not happy when the bank tried to foreclose on you.
“Excuse me!” The new suit and tie came up to the banker and the sheriff. “Sorry I’m late! Just had to finish up at the courthouse.”
The sheriff said, “And who are you?”
“Mr. Smith’s laywer. Hugh Mannington, from Faeman and associates.” He handed them both a card. While the banker and sheriff were looking at them, he winked at you. They didn’t recognize it, but you knew what this lawyer was.
Oh. Oh no.
When you left out those scones that night wondering how you were going to afford your home with the layoffs, you found them gone the next morning. You thought some animals ate them. When you had cupcakes that your mom sent you, the eaters showed themselves. You thought that circle of mushroom were just something decaying in the backyard. But the have real fairies living there? That certainly surprised you.
You questioned whether you’d be more or less surprised if it turned out a walrus lived there instead.
After that, you shared some of your little treats you got now and then. They were happy to have you with them and introduce them to new sweets. So when they learned about the foreclosure, they promised they would help.
The banker put the card away. “Well, you’re a bit late. We have the foreclosure notice. Nothing to stop this.”
“Actually, I think this will be more than enough to stop this.” The ‘lawyer’ reached into his jacket and produced a folded up paper. “This is an injunction issued by the judge. Timed and dated before the scheduled foreclosure.” He handed it to the sheriff.
The sheriff looked it over for a few minutes. “Looks like it’s legit. County seal and everything. We’re done here.”
“WHAT?! We were never given notice to oppose this! This can’t be legal,” fumed the banker.
The sheriff looked at him over his shades and just said, “That’s for the courts to decide. I’m outta here.”
The banker looked back at you. “You’ll regret this! I’ll make sure we take everything you have for this!”
As the banker got in his own car and left, the ‘lawyer’ giggled. “That was more fun than I thought!”
You smiled sadly and said, “Thanks, but this is just gonna delay things. I mean, no way that was actually legal.”
“Oh dear friend, one thing you’ll quickly learn through all this, everything is legal if the paperwork is filed. The emergency injunction? The court has all the paperwork to back it up, so even if they don’t remember, the paper trail says it all happened legally!”
“You mean you planted the paperwork?”
“Yup! And they can’t argue with the paperwork. We understand human laws, have for centuries. And we know how to manipulate them. Given everything, it’ll take about… oh, 78 years for this case to finish all the discovery, cases, appeals, and what not. During which time, you won’t be allowed to pay the mortgage and the bank will be responsible for the taxes. Which, they’ll have to pay or they forfeit the property. Is that long enough for you to enjoy your home?”
“Wha– I mean, yeah! Seriously?”
“Seriously. Now, we have a small request. What is this thing called ‘flan?’”
I see the original post going around every so often and it saddens me a little that it’s never accompanied by this thread explaining why it’s completely understandable how a child would arrive at these spellings in accordance with english phonetics
I see the original post going around every so often and it saddens me a little that it’s never accompanied by this thread explaining why it’s completely understandable how a child would arrive at these spellings in accordance with english phonetics
for pride month 2024 we’re gonna nuke 10 of your mutuals’ blogs and 9 of them are run by transfems 😍
this is about the blogger you’re thinking about. this is about the blogger who had thousands of followers and got nuked for no reason. this is about the one who was always kind and understanding and never did anything wrong, never broke TOS.
but it’s also about the blogger you’ve never heard of. it’s about the one on your DNI. this is about the mean one. the one you saw that callout post about. this is about the one who had maybe a few dozen followers at most. this is about the one who’s not white. this is about the “problematic” one. this is about the blogger who’s annoying, the one who complains all the time. this is about the one you have blocked. the one you reported.
staff only enforces the rules when they want to, on who they want to. i’ve had so many mutuals whose blogs were deleted just in the last couple months and all but two were transfems. it doesn’t matter who “broke TOS” or not (and clearly it doesn’t to staff, either) — no one deserves to get cut off from their community. stop fucking nuking my mutuals.
This blogger had a live and accessible blog yesterday (6/12/24) when I first saw this post.
this is reece, previously soft-caramel. i’m a brown transmasc fagdyke butch thing. soft-caramel was terminated around 5-6 AM pacific time on june 13th, 2024, according to my mutual. this post was originally posted the evening of june 11th, 2024. they got me in under 48 hours. they did not send me any explanation as to why i’d been terminated.
i’m not transfem. i’ve been seeing all my lovely mutuals get nuked for being transfem or calling out staff/users on their transmisogyny and it’s my turn to be the tenth, i guess. it’s ramped up since the month started, too. like. 10 is such an under-estimate, i’ve seen more blogs than that get terminated in the last week.
please listen to transfems when they talk about transmisogyny, amplify their voices, and speak out yourself, especially if you’re tme. and remember that any marginalisation and discrimination one experiences gets worse the more marginalised groups someone is a part of.
it doesn’t matter how small your blog is, use your voice. i had 300 followers when i posted that the other evening. this has 20k notes now. love your sisters forever
im sure theres a word denoting the divide btwn what you believe as a citizen of civic society and what you believe as an animal with anger synapses. as a civic citizen i do not believe in the death penalty nor do i think anyone deserves to die for being stupid on twitter. as an ape,
my favorite way to frame this has been in the context of boundaries.
a boundary is not about someone else’s behavior. it’s about mine. i find this to be particularly helpful when folks want to argue with me re: respecting me as a trans person vs. “free speech.”
instead of saying things like, “You WILL call me by my name,” for example, my boundaries sound like, “If you continue to deadname and/or misgender me, I will no longer give you access to me.”
of course, some folks have inevitably argued with me anyway, usually by attempting to make me feel guilty for “punishing” them for what they perceive to be a “difference of opinion.” my response is the same every time:
I remind them that they’re correct. They do have the freedom to speak to me however they like. But freedom of speech does not = freedom from consequences. In this case, the consequence is that I will remove people from my life and/or cease communication with those who insist on denying my humanity. this is a no tolerance policy — because, wouldn’t you know, I have the freedom to do that.
it’s essentially the social equivalent of the Scientific Method: fuck around and find out.
my favorite way
to frame this has been in the
context of boundaries.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
full offense but i think a lot of you want to seem like a safe space for ppl w/ demonized disorders without actually being a safe space for ppl w/ demonized disorders. and i think its straight up just because you guys view us as though we need to be “one of the good ones” or else we’re morally reprehensible and need to be excommunicated just on the off chance that we MIGHT hurt someone
like im just saying, if you say you love “all mentally ill people” and then get weird when i say i have narcissistic personality disorder then im going to assume you do not, in fact, love “all mentally ill people”
also for the record. every single time you call someone a narcissist when really you just mean that they’re self-centered or you call someone schizo for being twitchy, thats ableism. you’re being ableist. you can be nd and ableist. you can be disabled and ableist. you are not fucking exempt from being ableist.
Animorphs really has a way to turn every scifi trope on its head. “Why do alien invasions always start in America?” Actually the body snatchers first landed in a Middle Eastern farming community where they kidnapped the first guy they saw, read his mind, and concluded that, since he was terrified of the US soldiers who had brutally destroyed everything he knew and loved, the US would be the ideal place to center their invasion. This is revealed in the spin-off “Visser” which is an excellent stand-alone book that can be read without any prior knowledge of Animorphs. And you can read it for free and with the author’s blessing right here:
okay if we’re gonna talk about animorphs turning kinda racist alien invasion tropes upside down, i HAVE to share the ‘aliens built the pyramids’ bait-and-switch. from a scene in which the kids talk to an alien android:
“So you all pass as humans?” I asked Erek.
He nodded. “Yes. We live as humans. We play the role of children and then grow older, and eventually our hologram is allowed to “die” and we start again as children.”
“How long has this been going on?” Cassie asked.
Erek smiled warmly. “I helped to build the great pyramid.”
“You designed the pyramids?”
“No, no, of course not. We have never interfered in human affairs. I was a slave. I helped to quarry the stone.
–book 10: the android (marco POV)
like, that’s just fucking hilarious. yeah aliens were there but they just carried rocks, the design part was 100% the ancient african civilization.
It should also get props for having an alien join the human heroes early on in the traditional Someone To Explain The Context And Alien Tech role… except he’s a teenager who didn’t pay attention in school because he was thinking about girls and sports. Like, yeah, he can hack computers and has a vague understanding of how the alien spaceships work, sort of, but just as often the kids will ask “hey Ax what’s the deal with this weird physics portal thing” and he’ll be like “well the thing is there was a really cute girl sitting in front of me in class that day. So I have no idea.”
Numbers don’t lie but people can sure as fuck pick and choose the numbers they give you and phrase things to make them sound like they mean things they don’t
learn fucking stats or at least how they can hurt
As a wise man once said: There are lies, damned lies, and statistics.
Stats are very important and the only reason I remember what each one is is because of a darn nursery rhyme my math teacher taught me.
i want to thank you both for turning my biggest wording fumble where i clumsily said mining dwarfer instead of dwarven miner into a post i chuckle at whenever it comes across my dash
All of this was done in the span of 5 days because I have no sense of time management and wanted to have something before the convention yesterday ;-;
There’s lots of things to fix (cough cough the legs) and details I need to add that I didn’t have the chance to make (cough cough the wings) but for something done under a crunch I’m really happy with the result!!
All of this was done in the span of 5 days because I have no sense of time management and wanted to have something before the convention yesterday ;-;
There’s lots of things to fix (cough cough the legs) and details I need to add that I didn’t have the chance to make (cough cough the wings) but for something done under a crunch I’m really happy with the result!!
Ha a lélek vándorlásában hiszünk, el kell fogadnunk hogy ha zenészek voltunk, zenészek maradunk akkor is, ha négy lábbal újraszületünk..
Translation, via Google Translate:
If we believe in the migration of the soul, we have to accept that if we were musicians, we will remain musicians even if we are reborn with four legs.
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