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gross. 🌼 she/her

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[Video: a construction worker shoveling dirt as children on the other side of the fence yell “YAY!” every time dirt is moved.]

Often I am struck with the child like desire to just dig a hole. Kids love to dig holes.

Kids have a pure admiration for blue collar workers. Garbage truck drivers, construction workers, fire fighters, etc. They appreciate and respect these people more than grown ass adults do.

Cause kids see big trucks and machines and the awesome people that know how to use it. Their mentality is “Parents don’t let me play in dirt and this guys gets PAID to play in dirt”

And that’s a good thing. We need to hold on to that and foster it in kids. That all labor is valuable and that there is no shame in doing it.

incomplete list of ordinary things that are intimate when u do them for/with someone u love:

-unbuttoning or unzipping clothing

-putting on their necklace

-any hair touching at all

-giving them a bite of your food and u feed it to them off ur own fork

-catching their eye from across the room

-picking fuzz off their clothing

-cooking together and standing over the same pan while you stir and they add things

-sitting in the same room working on different things together in silence

-teaching them how to do something

-doing something for them bc their hands are full

-grocery shopping together

I don’t think bombing civilians in war torn countries is an unfortunate necessity like it literally doesn’t have to happen and I don’t understand how people can be so indifferent about it if their team is doing it....you know 90% of the victims of Obama’s air strikes were civilians. And civilian means woman, girl, or male child under fighting age. Adult men weren’t counted towards civilian death tolls. So the actual civilian death toll is closer to 100%. Our military is literally a terrorist organization and nobody cares as long as the president is a decent orator. All of those people are just as real as you are. A million innocent people have died as a result of the Iraq war both directly and indirectly and only a handful of us seem to lose any sleep over the fact that this terrorism is done in our names witn our money. People talk about them like they’re cockroaches. It makes me sick to my stomach

Reminder: Obama has admitted that he kept drone bombing because he didn’t want the Republicans to call him “soft on terror”. That was all; there was no strategic case for it. (In fact, the CIA — which started the drone bombing program in the first place — issued a study showing that drone bombing was counterproductive and recommending that it be discontinued.)

Medusa with the Head of Perseus, Luciano Garbati, 2008

I adore how she carries his head low, at her side, and not aloft in triumph. This is not a self-aggrandizing hero lauding her great deed. This is a woman who wanted to be left the fuck alone.

Also look at her body. The double hips. The asymetrical boobs. She’s thin, but she’s realistic as hell. That’s a real woman.

And the look in her eyes. Damn.

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I originally saw photos of Garbati’s Medusa a long time ago, but I specifically remember this post from earlier this year. Medusa was one of those pieces that really buried into my head and heart. Sounds silly, but just looking at it gives me strength.

Today I was lucky enough to see it in person. She’s incredible. And, something that the original pictures don’t show— she’s HUGE!

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Update: Luciano Garbati, the sculptor behind this brilliant piece, just announced that he received permission from the City of NY to temporarily install a 7-foot tall bronze version of Medusa for the public to enjoy!

She’s waiting in a warehouse for COVID to chill out before installation in the park across from the New York County Criminal Courthouse, which is where Harvey Weinstein was tried. Full announcement here.

Source: twitter.com
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So last night was my first welding class and the second i walked through the door the teacher said “hey you’re zoe right” and I started to panic because how does the teacher immediately know who I am fuck did I have this teacher before how come i don’t recognize him fuck fuck i’m a terrible person

turns out i’m just the youngest person in the class by about 30 years so the deduction wasn’t that hard

anyways, apparently people keep taking the welding class over and over again and the wait list is like 100 people long and so it was by some act of providence of pure dumb luck that I managed to get a spot. This also means I was the only person there who hadn’t welded before.

I’m stationed at a big center table where the teacher can keep an eye on me, and everyone else is in booths on the surrounding walls each making their own projects. And these are impressive looking projects. One guy is making a side table, a woman is making a giant metal rocking chair, and another guy was making a wind chime out of old compressed air canisters. 

The elderly gentlemen in the booth right behind me introduces himself to me as Jim and asks me if this is my first time and I say yeah and he smiles at me and tells me I’m gonna love it and how this class is so fun.

Immediately Jim becomes my new best friend. He comes over whenever I stop to take a break and asks how I’m doing and even helps me take the welding mask off when I couldn’t figure out how to do it myself. 

at one point i see Jim and another old guy talking to the teacher and i catch the old guy pointing at me. now being pointed at is usually never a good thing. the teacher has had me welding edges of scrap metal together so I can get a feel for the equipment. The teacher comes to check on me and I jokingly as him if those seasoned guys were making fun of me. 

Turns out I’m super good at welding and the old guy didn’t believe it was my first time welding ever and Jim was trying to convince him I was a newbie. :D

So for the entire 3 hour long class, like 15 middle aged and elderly people would periodically come by my table and check in with me, making sure I’m having fun and asking me questions about my life, and things like, do you know where the drinking fountain is, making sure I’m taking breaks, looking out for me and that kind of thing, all while being completely kind and supporting and complimenting me on my welding skills. 

and that’s how a community center welding class gave me 15 new grandparents. i love them all and this class is going to be amazing

this is so pure

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I will be 70 years old and I still will never have gotten over the time the Mythbusters used a rocket powered steel wall to - and I use this word as literally as possible - vaporize an entire car into red mist

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If you haven’t seen this episode of Mythbusters I feel so bad for you because “What car?” remains to this day as a defining moment of my adolescence and my entire life

That was a near-religious experience 

I made a gif of it for those of you who cant watch the video in your country. Or if you know you just want to stare at it mesmerized like me