TW: animal death / animal neglect
I wanted to draw this comic for a long time, but I never knew how to approach this issue. In my childhood all my friends had budgies, all of them were put aside somewhere and left alone. Treated like “annoying” decoration. Don’t get a bird if you can’t meet its needs.
do y’all… ever think about… uncle iroh going with zuko when he was banished?
so iroh is a powerful figure. dragon of the west, war hero, member of the royal family- he must’ve had a lot of influence in the fire nation, a lot of friends in high places. and then the firelord- his brother- hurts a child. hurts his own child, horrifically and publicly, for speaking out in a private council.
and iroh can do nothing to stop it. all his power, and he looks away and listens to his nephew scream.
but then ozai banishes zuko. and iroh stands up and does something. in a government like the fire nation, speaking out gets you killed. ozais word is law. but iroh can do one thing. he hasnt been banished. he has a life in the fire nation- he has friends, allies, work to do- but he abandons it. he gives it all up. because hurting a child was wrong, and he couldnt do anything to stop that, but he can do something. he can stand with this child. he can step in and show kindness. he can teach this angry, broken child that hate isnt right.
and that public act of dissent against the word of the firelord from his own flesh and blood, from a hero, from a Dragon- wouldntve gone unnoticed.
fucking uncle iroh man. what a dude.
Friendly reminder that Antifa is a terrorist group, or at least, a collection of them. Do not help or endorse them.
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It’s what happened to Jews in Germany in 1938 when their passports were declared invalid. That is what is beginning to happen here, now, to Hispanic citizens along the U.S.-Mexico border.
Oh, is it bad to compare the GOP to Nazis? Well, if members of the GOP do not like being compared to Nazis, they should consider not behaving exactly like Nazis.
Hispanic U.S. citizens, some of whom were in the U.S. military, are not being allowed to renew their passports. This is reportedly happening to “hundreds, even thousands” of Latinos, according to a report in the Washington Post. They’re getting letters from the State Department saying it does not believe they are citizens. The government claims their citizenships are fraudulent. “I’ve had probably 20 people who have been sent to the detention center—U.S. citizens,” Jaime Diez, an attorney in Brownsville, told The Washington Post.
The Washington Post also reports on ICE officials coming to citizens’ homes and taking their passports away. This is an escalation from a few months ago, when Americans were detained by ICE officials just for speaking Spanish to one another.
The administration is currently launching an effort to take citizenship from people who they suspect of fraud in obtaining it. Fraud in these cases is exceedingly rare. The last time the government tried to strip people of their citizenship was, according to Columbia Professor Mae Ngai, during The Red Scare of the 1950s. As Ngai remarks, McCarthyism is not typically remembered as a good period in American history.
There is good reason to believe that this could portend still worse things to come for the U.S. Hispanic population, unless people begin to speak out loudly, and fast.
First, they came for the Hispanics and I did nothing.
Then they came for (fill in the blanks) and I did nothing.
Then, when they came for me, there was no one to do nothing.
GUYS.
SILENCE IS COMPLICITY.
IT WILL HAUNT NOT ONLY YOU BUT YOUR CHILDRENS CHILDREN.
DONT BE SILENT. PASS THIS AROUND. Let everyone know it’s happening!
https://www.snopes.com/news/2018/08/30/revoking-passports-us-citizens/ Here’s another source that backs this up and explains in detail
As a child growing up in America or Western Europe, you were likely exposed to “Christianity” that looked something like this...
Then one day, God willing, you walk into an Orthodox Liturgy and you see this...
Your mind is blown, and your life is changed forever...
STROKE: Remember The 1st Three Letters… S.T..R … My friend sent this to me and encouraged me to post it and spread the word. I agree. If everyone can remember something this simple, we could save some folks. STROKE IDENTIFICATION: During a party, a friend stumbled and took a little fall - she assured everyone that she was fine and just tripped over a brick because of her new shoes. (they offered to call ambulance) They got her cleaned up and got her a new plate of food - while she appeared a bit shaken up, Ingrid went about enjoying herself the rest of the evening. Ingrid’s husband called later telling everyone that his wife had been taken to the hospital - (at 6:00pm , Ingrid passed away.) She had suffered a stroke at the party . Had they known how to identify the signs of a stroke, perhaps Ingrid would be with us today. Some don’t die. They end up in a helpless, hopeless condition instead. It only takes a minute to read this… STROKE IDENTIFICATION: A neurologist says that if he can get to a stroke victim within 3 hours he can totally reverse the effects of a stroke…totally. He said the trick was getting a stroke recognized, diagnosed, and then getting the patient medically cared for within 3 hours, which is tough. RECOGNIZING A STROKE Remember the ‘3’ steps, STR . Read and Learn! Sometimes symptoms of a stroke are difficult to identify. Unfortunately, the lack of awareness spells disaster. The stroke victim may suffer severe brain damage when people nearby fail to recognize the symptoms of a stroke. Now doctors say a bystander can recognize a stroke by asking three simple questions : S * Ask the individual to SMILE .. T * = TALK. Ask the person to SPEAK A SIMPLE SENTENCE (Coherently) (eg ‘It is sunny out today’). R * Ask him or her to RAISE BOTH ARMS . If he or she has trouble with ANY ONE of these tasks, call the ambulance and describe the symptoms to the dispatcher. NOTE : Another ‘sign’ of a stroke is 1. Ask the person to ‘stick’ out their tongue. 2. If the tongue is ‘crooked’, if it goes to one side or the other that is also an indication of a stroke. A prominent cardiologist says if everyone who gets this e-mail sends it to 10 people; you can bet that at least one life will be saved. And it could be your own.
First reblog post that actually saves a life.
This is a life-saving post.
the more you know
yeah don’t think that this can’t happen to you or someone you know if they’re young. my cousin’s wife is 33 and she had a stroke last year
I’ve had a stroke. It happens to people, and the more you know about this kind of stuff, the better.Because it could be important to know.
LIVE SAVING. WOOOAHH. REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG REBLOG
Had a family member almost die of one, so signal boosting because you never know when you could save a life.
Because I feel bad if I don’t reblog…
My mother died after being paralyzed by a stroke. Please read this^
I remember a while ago here in UK there were stroke-identifying adverts. Their catchphrase was FAST:
We managed to save my nana with this information when she had her first stroke.
SAVE A LIFE.
yo save a fuckin life gotta reblog this shit
I don’t watch the Bachelor but I’m really glad i know people who do so that I can be informed that on tonight’s episode the current bachelor took off all his recording equipment jumped over a fence and ran away into the forest
According to Colton, he actually expected a producer or someone from the team at abc to be on the other side. When he realized he was truly alone for the first time in weeks he just took off into the Portuguese countryside. Now keep in mind, he’s a former football player and super athletic in general so they had to get in trucks to catch him.
I don’t give a cold fuck about the facts of what happened or didn’t here, I’m just in awe of this description making it sound like this dude was a fucking raptor busting out of Jurassic Park with handlers racing against the clock to Bring Him In Before He Kills Again™
It’s unimaginable and disgusting that this happens to children that don’t even understand what’s happening to them.
-Allie
I don’t normally put political things on my blog but this one got me bad
~With Temari and baby Shikadai~
~With Gaara and newly adopted Shinki~
NO ONE ASKED BUT HERE IT IS (main game companions only)
Cait
“It’s Friday night, we’re going OUT, no bullshit excuses.” Loud music always blaring from her room when she’s home, if you ask her to turn it down, you somehow end up getting dragged into an impromptu dance party. Shots. No sense of personal space, bursts into your room unannounced because she wants to talk to you, doesn’t care if you’re naked. Blunt, thinks everyone you have ever dated isn’t good enough for you, offers to fight anyone who has caused you a minor personal offence. You always end up sleeping in each other’s beds when you get drunk together. Messy af, complains loudly about the cleaning rota.
Codsworth
Obsessively clean. Cleans up after everyone else (or redoes their cleaning because he thinks they haven’t done it properly), but gets passive-aggressive about it later. Always busy, never seems to sit still, hums and whistles as he’s bustling about. Likes organizing things, likes gardening. Worry wart. Makes you promise to text if you’re going to be home later than usual. Loves old movies, especially sci-fi classics, can quote them line for line, most of his bedroom space is dedicated to his home cinema set up. Big fan of tea, owns like 800 different varieties, and also of tea, has all the gossip on your other housemates.
Curie
House mom. Very neat, particularly concerned with bathroom cleanliness. Early riser and always looks immaculately put together, even at ass o’clock in the morning. Worries about your diet and how much sleep you’re getting. “Mon cher, potato chips are not an adequate substitute for dinner.” Has some kind of terrifying and important science job, no one understands exactly what she does, but she gets so excited when she talks about it that no one has the heart to interrupt her. Has never been late for anything, ever, in her entire life, is horrified by people who leave things until the last minute. Likes to take very long baths, disturb her at your own peril.
Danse
Boy scout af. Eats the exact same oatmeal from the exact same bowl at 7am on the dot every morning (8am on weekends). Makes his bed every day, takes exactly 9.5 minutes in the shower. “This level of noise on a weeknight is disrespectful, some of us have work in the morning.” In charge of the cleaning rota. Has “optimized” the cleaning rota. Drags you out of bed at 6am to go running, encourages you even when you snap at him. Easily flustered, awkward at parties. Brought home a stranger for sexy times once, a year ago, and everyone still teases him about it. Will make you a hot drink and listen very seriously while you talk about your problems.
Deacon
Cryptid roommate. You never know if he’s home or not, you have no idea what his job is, he has nothing even remotely resembling a schedule. Pays his rent in cash, no one has ever seen inside his bedroom, it could lead to another dimension for all you know. Occasionally you walk in on him cooking a three course meal at 4am or drinking strong black coffee in his underwear in the middle of the afternoon. You always have the best chats when you bump into him, but then he disappears and who the hell knows when you’ll see him again. He recommends books to you, and then they turn up on your bed a few weeks later, sometimes with a little note written in code.
Dogmeat
A perfect boy, almost certainly the best boy in the whole world. Protective, loyal, affectionate, only pooped in a shoe once.
Hancock
Always has random groups of friends over. Always the last one awake when you throw a party. LOUD sex. Sustained LOUD sex. Has never been seen out of bed before noon. No one knows how he makes money except, you know, you all kind of know. Has the best stories. Total cuddlebug, loves human contact, will massage your shoulders or lie in your lap or play with your hair while he talks to you. Stylish af, you’re always trying to borrow his clothes. Usually messy, but occasionally goes on frenzied cleaning sprees and gets the whole house spotless in six hours. Can’t cook, but will sometimes spontaneously order takeout for the whole house, his treat.
Nick Valentine
Voice of reason and maturity. Holds himself a little apart from everyone else. (Probably has the largest room in the place with an ensuite, or even a floor to himself). Deals with all the landlord stuff because he is the most convincing adult in the house. Very formal text and email style, always starts his messages with “Hi everyone” and signs off as “Val” in the housemate group chat, every damn time. Great with technology, will sigh and roll his eyes if you want to him to take a look at your computer, but secretly loves being asked. Has a liquor cabinet in his room, makes a mean old-fashioned. Gives fantastic life advice, best housemate to go to when you’re upset. Sass him at your peril.
MacCready
Little brother. Messy boy. Anxious boy. His room is an absolute pig sty, except for his comic collection, which is pristine. Useless in the mornings, no point trying to have a conversation with him before 10am. Insomnia. Hates his stupid job. Always quibbling over household bills, doesn’t want to put the heat on, wears seven layers of clothes instead. Does his best to clean up after himself in communal spaces, but it doesn’t come naturally. Can only cook three things, but cooks them really well. Always down to share a few beers and kick your ass at videogames, just give him a second to get all the dirty laundry off the floor.
Piper
Big sister. Freelancer, always home until she’s not. Her room isn’t dirty, per se, but it is ridiculously cluttered, stuffed with books and notepads. When she’s on a deadline, it’s a bomb site. Also, she’s always on a deadline. Lots and lots of coffee, queen of all-nighters. Talks to herself. Will seek you out to run her latest conspiracy theories by you. Gets you embroiled in impassioned political discussions that go on until 2am. Values your opinion even if she doesn’t always agree. Subsists on instant noodles and pop tarts. Very concerned with fairness in the household, invested in the general principle of the cleaning rota even if she forgets her turn half the time.
Preston
House dad. Excellent mediator, wants everyone to be okay. Manages the bills and calls tradespeople when things break down. Total sweetheart but not here to take your shit, especially when it comes to making sure that everyone’s pitching in (but will still insist on helping if he happens to be around while you’re doing chores). Organizes family dinners and games nights, really invested in making the place feel like a home. Knocks on your door when you’re working to see if you want tea or hot chocolate. Remembers everyone’s birthday. Absolute riot when he’s drunk. His room is small and cosy and he’s quite private about it, only invites people to hang out with him there if he really trusts them.
Strong
Seems to subsist entirely on protein shakes, poor personal hygiene, lord help you if you share a bathroom with him. Gym rat, lives in the gym, all his clothes seem to be sweatpants, does not appear to own shirts. Speaks in monosyllables, very gruff, doesn’t understand the cleaning rota and no one wants to explain it to him. Breaks things a lot. Connoisseur of violent videogames. His shelf in the fridge is entirely filled with unidentified meat objects, which you assume are components of the protein shakes, but you’re too afraid to ask. Once he quoted Shakespeare at you and you almost fell out the window in shock.
X6-88
No one has ever seen him enter or exit the house. Has a real adult job that involves a suit. Cycles to work, has a top-of-the-range racing bike and all the professional hi-vis gear. Seems scarily competent and also sort of rich, you’re not sure why he lives here. Appears to have an active social life, but no one has ever met his friends. Unfailingly courteous and considerate, but when he gets on the group chat to politely point out the abysmal state of the kitchen, you can be damn sure no one is ever going to forget to wipe down the counters for a month at least. All the other housemates have a betting pool running on how many people he has killed with his bare hands.
This is not a shocker considering Tumblr’s long history of Not Giving A Single Shit
my mom: it’s really not good to eat past sunset me, whose circadian rhythms have aligned with a nearby raccoon’s: your rules don’t apply here
i cant date naoto because im very strict on the bro code and naoto is kanji’s girl
