I imagine this was taken so they'd have evidence that yes it is the cat doing it
Things I have learned in today’s research binge:
- All those old school Looney Tunes gags about randomly falling safes and pianos and such are actually based on something.
- Back when freight elevators weren’t a thing and hallways and staircases didn’t have legally mandated minimum widths (and therefore tended to be as narrow as the builders could get away with making them), the only way to deliver bulky furniture to the upper levels of tall buildings was to knock a hole in an exterior wall and raise the item up to it with a crane.
- Predictably, this led to the stupid things getting dropped from a height with fair frequency.
- In spite of this, there are no records of any case in which a random bystander has been crushed by a falling safe or piano.
- There is, however, at least one recorded case of a random bystander dying after walking straight into a hole left in the sidewalk by a safe that had fallen earlier that day.
I’m not sure why, but awful as it is, that last point may be one of the funniest things I’ve ever heard.
We need to replace capitalism. To think this is the only way is absurd.
I quote enjoyed his most recent book, Less is More: How Degrowth Will Save the World (2020).
The book is not talking population as one would assume, but talking more about degrowth in terms of overall massive economics.
ok some good dynamics
- big scary intimidating guy with dangerous skills who respects and loves his wife soooo much
- guy, guy’s wife, and guy’s best friend
- old guy with little kids and hes nice to them
- frazzled ‘center’ of the group frantically trying to keep all the wildcards in order AKA Straight Man with a Class of Clowns
- casual calm guy at base talking to field agents who are Going Through it
- a tragic hero and his best friend
- a knight and a princess (platonic? romantic? ambiguous? yes.)
- big intimidating guy with an obnoxious squeaky toy of a weirdo who stuck around too long and now big guy is fond of him.
- casual but incredibly deep and profound friendship that is literally decades old
- mother with kids she loves a whole whole whole lot
- Team’s Weirdo
Joan Jacqueline Jingleheimer-Schmitt just came out as trans, so her name is no longer my name, too.
#yes this#also in text form you have to try harder to misconstrue what we're saying#which still does not stop some older fam of mine but it's actually my grandma who's the worst offender there#but then she is the same Big Dumb who woke me up when she called and was told so. then decided i must be angry because i sounded rough
Big cats and nip
goldhornsandblackwool
Hyenas confirmed for cat!!!
stefani-germanotta
obi-wan sneaking around the death star + the pink panther theme song
If you didn’t lose your shit at that very first chord you’re lying
Seems like something @bolithesenate would also find amusing
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what if I told you that
"aromantic and asexual are two separate identities and grouping them together/conflating the two only further propagates stigma and misinformation about both"
and
"asexuality and aromanticism have faced many of the same struggles when it comes to rights, representation, and visibility, and that's one of the reasons it's so important that we stand up for each other"
and
"for some people, their own lack of romantic attraction and lack of sexual attraction are intrinsically linked, and it's important that those people feel included in all aspec spaces because they are an important part of our community"
are all ideas that can and must coexist
You know how straight people will pick someone of the same gender and say "actually they are someone I would absolutely let do what they wanted with me" and not have their sexuality seriously questioned?
I believe we all have that right but especially asexuals deserve to do that and not hear a fucking word. It's our business anyway.
lol look it’s another company i saw marching in the pride parade yesterday! what good allies.
Look af Starbucks, breaking labor laws. You are not allowed to offer unionized employees less than those who are non union: https://www.nlrb.gov/about-nlrb/rights-we-protect/your-rights/employer-union-rights-and-obligations
"
mansplaining isn't "man talks a lot about a thing" it's specifically when a man talks down to a woman about something he has no reason to think she won't understand. like if they both work for a law firm, and he starts lecturing her on email etiquette like he's talking to a grade schooler when like, writing emails is a major part of her job and there's no reason for him to think that she wouldn't know about it. not just a man getting excited about vide game and infodumping
Y’all did it to Abuela in Encanto, then Mei’s mom in Turning Red, and now it’s happening to Kamala’s mom in Miss Marvel.
We do not need you villanizing the roles of matriarchs in ethnic cultures. We do not need you telling us they’re horrible, abusive, or don’t love their children. Any actions you deem as abusive or controlling stems from trauma often faces by people of color and immigrants. No one is excusing their actions but talking about how horrible they are is extremely ethnocentric and narrow minded and a slap in the face to the children and families that have similar families. They do not exist for you to pass judgement on them from your non-existent experience. These are our mothers, our grandmothers, our families, and our cultures.
I don’t want to overstep here because I’m white so I’m going to ask this and if I’m wrong, please forgive me.
Is it also fair to stop and ask “whose voice am I really hearing” when looking at these characters? Because regardless of “we had a [relevant minority goes here] director! There were [relevant minority goes here] people in the writing room!” at the end of the day almost certainly the people doing final approvals and cutting the checks were straight white men. Like not only do we have to unlearn the stereotypes, we need to be cognizant that others either do not know they need to take that path, or have chosen not to, so even as we’re seeing these characters we’re still getting those biases reinforced rather than challenged.
Anonymous asked:
in response to "not allowed to name your abuse in polite company" anon
wow okay yeah well here we go. I'm a psychology major, and have been studying psychology for years, and it drives me mental how easily people eat up this Bad Person Disease wank.
I was raised in an abusive environment myself and it took me over two decades to escape. In that in an effort to show support multiple friends went ham on the armchair diagnosing of my abusers, what with their NPD labels and their BPD speculations... mostly it was cluster B labels.
Fast forward to when I'm finally in therapy and dealing with my trauma and guess what. My therapist notices that I'm really struggling with xyz issues and diagnoses me with the Dreaded Bad Person Disease! Womp womp. As it turns out, diagnoses exist to Help the Person the Diagnosis Belongs To, NOT as a handy tool for people to label people they don't like. Whodafuckin thunk.
There is a damn good reason why it is inadvisable to go around slapping labels onto other people when you're not their therapist. Mostly it's because no matter how close you are to that person, even if you live with them, you are not them! You do not live in their head! So unless you are a trained professional that that person came to, voluntarily, seeking help, you can't actually know if that person has xyz mental health issue! You can't just slap the NPD or BPD or whatever label you want on all the bad people you meet and then decide that Everyone With This Label Must Be an Asshole Because I Have Decided That Every Asshole I Meet Belongs to This Label that's not! how any! of this! works! It's ableist because it makes it very hard for people who do have this disorder, whose lives are negatively affected by this disorder, to seek help. Backtracking to me sitting with my therapist first processing that Oh Fuck Does This Mean I'm a Monster? That fucking sucked. I hated myself, I felt that it was hopeless, I was terrified that if people found out they'd shun me, or try to harm me.
What also sucks? I'm not a bad person! Shitty things happened to me in the past that altered my brain chemistry and now makes it extremely difficult to process the world in a healthy way. How is that my fault? I have no control over that, all I can do is control my actions and learn to reframe my thoughts. Yes, it's to protect others from potentially harmful behaviour on my part, but also it's to protect me from myself, from this overwhelming feeling of despair and shame and frustration and anger, at the world, at others, at myself for being angry in the first place- because my god, that anger, it is exhausting, especially when you know that what you feel, how you see the world, is "wrong" and "bad". After a while it's hard not to conflate "wrong" thoughts with just... being wrong. And on top of all that internal struggle I still need to worry about whether or not I'll receive proper support, both from my friends and also from medical professionals...That is what this "narcissistic abuse" fuckery does and that is why it is disgusting for victims- fellow victims! to go about perpetuating this term. Everyone's a mental health advocate until it comes to us with the "ugly" mental health issues. Then it's dead silence. I get it. OK? I was also an abuse victim. I've had some truly horrible and disgusting things done to me that will probably keep me in therapy for the rest of my life. It's so comforting, isn't it, to be able to draw that line in the sand and say I am Here and you are There, the reason why you hurt me is because you are a monster, there is no way I could ever be you. We are nothing alike.
But guess what? That's not true. There's no line! Tell me now, truly. What is the difference between "narcissistic abuse" and "just regular abuse"? It's not the self-centeredness. Abusers are self-centered, that's what makes them abusers. It's not the lack of compassion. Again, lack of compassion is what makes abusers what they are. What, then? The lying, the gaslighting, the threats? All of it is abuse. There is nothing- no significant, distinguishable factor that warrants the specification of "narcissistic abuse".
To be frank, I am tired- so very tired. of people making excuses for abusers. because that is all that they are- excuses. Abusers are not monsters, nor demons, not the boogeymen that hunt in the night. They are human, same as the rest of us, and they choose to harm when they could have sought help, redirected their pain and anger, done anything else. So hold abusers accountable for their actions, their choices, and leave us struggling with trauma and mental illness out of it. For fuck's sake.
You do not need a special fancy label to highlight how awful your trauma was. You certainly do not need to scapegoat a whole group of mentally ill people in order to achieve the support and healing that you deserve. The only thing that separates Those Who Abuse and Those Who Do Not Abuse is a Choice. Kindness and Cruelty, neither one is inherent. It. is. a. choice. God. I'm tired.
Darth maul in a suit, inspired by @nxctuaryninetythree ‘s fanfic from ao3 “the collector”
This is my first time drawing maul, I’m very sorry if you spot something off in him.
This is what the fight is like
Sooo, apparently the extremely tenuous and recent nature of the LGBTQ+ community's legal right to exist was not actually super widely known to a lot of people on Tumblr?
Which clarifies some stuff in retrospect. I have so often wanted to grab people by their lapels and shout, "Stop picking on someone for not meeting your entry requirements! We need everyone we can get, you asshole! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THEY HATE US OUT THERE?"
Aaaapparently... no, they did not know. Or they knew and were a conservative psyop preparing the ground for our loss of legal rights. Fun times!
So: Look, it is bad. Shit is scary. They really do hate us out there. You're not wrong.
But: This is what we've always fought. This boat we're in with its antique fittings and strange markings on the floor is a battleship. Work has always been going on in the basements, and when shit gets tough, we clear away clutter and roll out the cannons.
I found this chart a couple weeks ago and hung onto it because it felt like the map to my first 25 years on this earth:
[Image description: A graph titled "Same Sex Marriage: Public Polls since 1988." It is from FiveThirtyEight's NYT column. It records the percentage of US Americans polled who would say yes or no to legalizing same-sex marriage, from 1988 to 2011.
The two lines begin with roughly 10% saying yes in 1988, and 70% saying no; the two lines gradually draw closer over the years, until by 2011, the percent saying finally dips under 50%, and the group saying yes makes a tentative reach for the majority. End of image description.]
After some great social change has happened, when everyone has admitted that gay marriage is very cute and Pride is a colourful parade, hooray, people like to pretend that it was just natural and inevitable and happened on its own. People just became less prejudiced! Courts just decided on a case! Governments just passed a law!
In reality, it was a vicious fucking fight, every fucking time. Every fucking where. There are a lot of people who deeply, sincerely believe that a hundred years ago, society had good rules about sex and gender and intercourse and marriage, and that changing those rules has made the world worse. They don't always agree on the specifics, but they can work together far enough to fight anyone with new ideas.
This is why we are a community. Even when we don't have the same experiences of attraction or identity, even when we don't do the same things, even when we have wildly different ideas of a good time. Because when these groups take aim, we're all under fire, and none of us is responsible for why they hate us.
In some ways I think it's a miracle that there seems to be a generation that did not grow up, as I grew up, constantly glued to news reports about What Percentage of Society Hates Us this month. I can't imagine who I'd be if my brain and heart and soul hadn't been tied up, that whole time, in the political question of whether I'd get to dream of a decent future.
I think that it will give us strength to have people who can imagine a world where no one hates us. Who believe in it so strongly they can taste it. That's my prediction: If you didn't know this was coming, you'll be a boon to us, because we have always needed joy so fiercely, in this fight, to keep us going on. We have needed drag queens and punk bands and "her wife" and safe space stickers. Parade floats and wedding days and little dogs with rainbow collars, badges and banners and meetups, because more than anything else we need to fight our own despair, and our fear that the world will never get any better than this.
It will. We know it will. We can taste it.
Look up to the history, organizations, and people who've got us this far for information on what forms of activism will actually advance our political goals. Look to the side to make sure the comrades within reach are keeping their heads above water, and that you're keeping enough joy going to stay alive. Look back to see who's more vulnerable than you are that you might have forgotten or been tempted to leave behind. Look after each other. Look after yourself.
We can do this.
To your battle stations.
Welcome to the experience of my early 20’s, y’all. It hasn’t been that long and I am both unsurprised and deeply sad that young queer people get to experience this bullshit, too.
Take care of yourselves. Take care of each other. Vote. Stop all exclusionist bullshit. If nothing else, stay alive out of spite.