Artist: Barbara Kruger
Date: 1989
Name: Untitled
Sometimes there is no greater pain than the fact that some art continues to remain relevant even though you wish that the time for it had passed.
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Washing soda is a cousin of baking soda; chemically they're quite similar, apparently. If you can't find any washing soda to buy, apparently you can make it by baking baking soda (redundancy, ho!) at about 400F/205C to remove the carbon dioxide and water. Be careful handling it afterwards, though, as it's very basic (iirc it's got a ph of about 11.)
Thank you Tumblr witches.
My dad tried to tell me yesterday that he was put in Facebook jail for asking "what is all this pride for if you all want to be equal?" And I asked him if he wanted an answer and he said "not really" and when I said that the LGBT community still faces discrimination and he said "not really".
So today I am looking things up to deliver sources to my dad, because you gotta remind those latent homophobic parents that they are the ones who keep making gay babies and then they make us stubborn as hell.
I recently discovered laundry stripping and y’all, no matter how much of a crock of shit you think fast fashion is, you’re underestimating.
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OKAY SO. You know how we talk about how one way fast fashion has made itself “necessary” is that the clothing looks like shit and feels horrible after just a few washes?
Let. Me. Tell. You. Something.
Laundry stripping is a process where you load your laundry into a tub or bin (I’ve been using my bathtub) with warm water, half a cup of borax, half a cup of washing soda, and half a cup of laundry soap (not detergent, SOAP, there’s a chemical difference). Leave it there for at least eight hours. I’ve been going for 12-24.
What you will come back to is a tub full of nearly-opaque black-gray-brown water that absolutely REEKS. This is normal. You are looking at (and smelling) hard water buildup, body sweat and oils that were embedded in the fabric, dead skin, and just regular grime.
Wring out your clothes. Throw them in the washer. (I like to do a spin-only cycle before going any further, because I have one of those washers that determines by weight how much water any given load needs.) Wash as usual.
You will notice I didn’t suggest any further pretreatment, and that’s because 1) you don’t want to layer too many chemicals on top of each other but also 2) you may not even need it.
When your clothes come out, check each one as it goes into the dryer, and if anything else s still stained, set it aside to run again with a regular pretreatment. One of the sweaters I did this with apparently did need a second treatment…to deal with what appears to have possibly been a hot chocolate stain that was previously invisible due to “well, it’s old” dinginess. I was planning to throw this sweater out. It looks almost new now. I need to wash it one more time for the probably-a-hot-chocolate stain, and then it needs to have the hem weighted to block it and bring it back to evenness, but dude. I wear my clothes to rags and I thought this thing was unfixable. “I need to reshape it” is nothing.
Remove clothes from dryer when done. Fucking MARVEL at the colors and how good the fabric feels. Give them a smell. Get righteously and royally angry that you can rejuvenate this stuff so easily, with a process that does take awhile but is 90% hands-off, but we’ve been trained to believe it’s all got to be binned once a year because discoloration and gross fabric is “normal wear and tear” and can’t be fixed.
It’s utterly unreal! I just pulled a seven-year-old work undershirt out of the dryer and this thing looks NEW!! It FEELS almost new!!! One of the shirts I hung up from the last load is older than some of the people on this site and it went from “I keep this to wear on laundry day, for sentimental reasons” to “I could actually wear this out of the house, it looks old but respectable”! The pajama bottoms I’m wearing were from Goodwill and they have BRIGHT YELLOW in them! I thought it was goldenrod!!
I do not know how often you’re supposed to do this (doing it every time can strip the dye out of your clothes, not to mention it’s way too much work to do every time), but once or twice per season seems respectable. I don’t wear white, so I can’t test the “it will make whites look almost-new as well” claim, but I’ve seen a lot of people on the cleaning subreddit attest that it works.
Just remember: WASHING soda. Not baking soda. I tried baking soda and a little bit happened, but not a lot.
Go forth. Rejuvenate your clothing. Strip your laundry.
I used to throw my Barbie down the stairs so she’d have a miscarriage like Scarlett O’Hara. I was nine.
My mother loves to tell this story to horrified friends.
Also did none of these people ever watch Heathers?
Who was out there wishing they looked like Barbie? And don’t ask me what I did to Ken.
Oh shit, you were Next Level drama.
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Gundam has lesbians now.
Like canonically? Because we all know if little girls were playing with them they were lesbianing all over the place. But good for Gundam to finally get on board.
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Okay, I know the Dutch are kinda clowns in this one, and I am as well because admittedly I do not and don't plan to wear a helmet when using my bicycle. I get people find me stupid for it but I accept the risks, maybe if I get an electric bike or move to an area with more motorised vehicles on the cycling path I'll get one. But the people just saying it is somehow different here? Like no? If you fall on your head it's beter to wear a helmet. Just say you don't want to wear a helmet and don't try to make up weird shit about how people fall differently here.
I first heard if this through a Dutch friend who is normally SO smart and logical, like she is a genuinely smart woman but when it came to biking she was just...I dont know, like it was more important to dunk on the US?
And I have seen people proudly displaying that there are less deaths in the NL from bikes than in the US and like...yeah, duh, the infrastructure is there. But the sheer point is that those numbers would be ever lower if helmets were used.
People will stretch out their assholes pulling facts out like "um actually drivers give you a wider birth if you are not wearing a helmet, there was a study" like, OK, but your own dang government has released a multitude of studies that say both fatalities and traumatic brain injury would be lower if helmets had been worn. And not by a small amount. Between 60 and 70% based on the studies I read.
And yeah, I'm with you. Just say it is a cultural thing, that it feels weird to wear a helmet, etc, but really digging around and fishing for ways it is actually better to not wear a helmet is so weird to me. I have belonged to a culture, non US and non European, where it is considered lame af to wear a helmet and NOT because we have good infrastructure...we don't. Sidewalks are sometimes optional, bike lanes are for inner city people. And we still wouldn't wear helmets.
I would now though, because I now realise how close we are to being disabled and how much it fucking SUCKS to lose your mobility. Sure, we can't mitigate every risk, but some are so easy to mitigate that you might as well.
To me, in my mind, helmets are now like seatbelts. We ain't going nowhere without safety. Of course, now it would be incredibly difficult for me to ride a bike.
P.s going to trick Europeans into wearing helmets by designing helmets that look like cute little cloche hats or something.
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gash?!?!?!?!
The Australians and the British have some truly gnarly ways of saying "vagina" I'm sorry you had to find out this way, RIP to your mind.
I just assumed that everyone else' Barbie's were lesbians too. I never had a Ken doll, what did I need him for? His looks didn't even serve, he didnt have hair I could braid and there was not a Gymnasts doll of him. Which, I assume, everyone knows that Gymnast Barbie was MADE to be gay, why else was she able to move gash first into any room?
She could have that pussy following you like it was the mysterious Gaze of the Mona Lisa.
I'm sorry but Americans are simply not the weird ones here for taking basic safety precautions before operating a piece of mechanical equipment!
See the difference is that outside of the US people don't need to worry about helmets because the roads and streets are actually safe
ASPHALT IS ASPHALT AND CONCRETE IS CONCRETE
roads in europe are made out of magical super bouncy jello concrete
I am not listening to any dingus that tries to pretend that "outside the US" it is fine to not wear a helmet. In every single case it is more safe to wear a helmet, people involved in a fall or crash and do not wear a helmet are, statistically, far more likely to suffer death or serious head trauma.
It is not a debate, at all. It is purely factual that helmets are an effective piece of protective wear and that many of the bicycle fatalities and brain injuries suffered each year in non-American countries would be drastically less if they would normalise helmets.
Helmets save lives everywhere.
I remember being on a poetry forum about thirteen years ago or so and some guy was always posting about how he was going to marry the love of his life and keeping us all updated about wedding organizing and how the date was coming up and it was all very cute and charming until just a few weeks before the wedding date he posted with the subject title "She just made the WORST MISTAKE of her life! 😡" (except the angry emoji was unique to that forum and didn't look like any modern angry emoji)
Anyway at this point I'm invested in these wedding goings-on and I'm on friendly terms with the guy and I'm like aw damn, about ready to lend this guy some sympathy because his fianceé must have cheated or something, and so close to the wedding too. Geeze man I'm sor–
His fianceé had come back from the salon with her hair shorter and dyed red. That's it.
I do not remember any posts after this about the wedding so I'm assuming he called it off for that. Which is good, cause. Run girl. 🚩
I am just, once again, reminded that I do not get straight guys, like...at ALL.
came home drunk last night and got way too excited to see my cat
Why did my mind first go to the place where he has come home looking guilty with another woman's lipstick on his collar?
There's pretty big native American community in my city, and every once in a while they have big holiday ceremonies downtown. Full regalia, ritual dancing, the works. It's a great time.
My favorite bit is that there's always a confused baby. Like, one of the dancers brought their toddler. Gave em a little costume, and just kinda let em hang out. They're never on mark. Shit rules. The crowd always goes nuts for the confused baby.
This is the best I can do for you off the cuff
Bonus Chubby Cree since baby wasn't actually all that confused
Oh yes very yes.
So within two days of each other, Fox News writes an article comparing aromanticism and asexuality to pedophilia, and then Matt Walsh releases a video saying asexuality is a mental illness and asexuals are tricking teenagers into having depression.
Not sure what’s going on right now over in Conservative World, but it’s a hell of wild U-turn for them to suddenly switch from “Oh no! The left is sexualizing our children!” to “Oh no! The left is asexualizing our children!”
It’s a reminder, I guess, that they’re coming for all of us. The fash and the white supremacists will not make nice distinctions between the queers when they put us up against the wall. There is no gatekeeping, no label-policing, no purity-purging and no assimilation that any of us can do that will save us. They want us dead, and while they’ll start with whoever is most vulnerable at any given time, they’ll get around to all of us eventually.
Queer solidarity means all of us because the fash are coming for all of us.
All Dividers are Feds. Stand united or die separately.
ANYONE who is trying to divide our community is a fucking Fed. That includes other queers who like to argue about who is and isn’t “allowed” in our community.
There's pretty big native American community in my city, and every once in a while they have big holiday ceremonies downtown. Full regalia, ritual dancing, the works. It's a great time.
My favorite bit is that there's always a confused baby. Like, one of the dancers brought their toddler. Gave em a little costume, and just kinda let em hang out. They're never on mark. Shit rules. The crowd always goes nuts for the confused baby.