Clouds of Lethe

sometimes I wish that every article naming how much a public service would cost (or how much it would cost to repair needed infrastructure for the service or to make the service more accessible to disabled people and poor people) would explain that number in terms of how much time it takes a billionaire to earn that much.

like "it would cost $8.6 million (or, a little under one hour of Bezos's earnings) to build a new public library building in this area which would serve 45 thousand people."

money is literally a social and political representation of how we are choosing to allocate resources. I wish these direct comparisons were made so people who haven't yet made the connection might at least start asking "huh... why should we allocate these resources to one person to do nothing with them instead of to 45 thousand people in the form of an essential service? why do we allocate this amount of resources to this one person every single hour of every single day but it's unthinkable to provide it to tens of thousands of people just once? why are tens of thousands of people (of which I am one), all of us collectively, less valuable than this one guy?"

I also like framing it in terms of what it saves, eg, this tram line will cost 5.6 million, reducing traffic congestion by 20%, save 500,000 per year in wear and tear on roads, save 0.8 million a year in health care costs related to pollution, in addition to incalculable health care savings by reducing stress of heavy commutes, increase tourism income by X, etc, etc, etc. We can't just talk about the costs of changing. We have to talk about the costs of continuing to do things the same way

part of the universe's inherent cruelty that all the parts of being a grownup that you idolized as a kid are both the best and worst parts of adulthood

balance in all things etc etc but this is mostly to say that whenever ur feeling rly down about how hard growing up and having responsibilities is, it's worth trying to remember that your 6 year old self would be so excited about this. you gotta let that optimistic little motherfucker have a voice in your head, even if that voice mostly tells you to buy gushers when you're in the middle of grocery shopping

Love the contrast between the Americans’ “Apollo” and the Soviets’ “Sputnik.” You got the Americans naming their rocket after a Greek god trying to communicate the grandness and importance of this rocket. And you got the Soviets naming their rocket “fellow traveler.” Like a friend you go on an  adventure with together. This rocket is our little friend lol 

And they were gay for each other

And they were gay for each other.

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hate how having a special interest in a character will turn u into a giggly little anime schoolgirl im like kicking my legs and squealing into a pillow and and blushing and smiling like an idiot and its like Oh yeah no this about a guy who should be in federal prison. yeah. yeah like unforgivable crimes

STOP TAGGING THIS WITH CHARACTERS WHOSE WORST CRIME IS THE MORAL EQUIVALENT OF TAX FRAUD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they need to be someone that chronically online twitter users will accuse you of being immoral for liking because what they did is so awful. i will not stand for this

surely not. surely you jest

Tumblr: No NSFW! You know how it is we banned it because of the bots in 2018!

Also tumblr:

lmao

You know how it is then, folks!

For those worried about the crew having to do a whole job just for one person, flight staff only get paid for time they're in the air; if he'd cancelled, they wouldn't have gotten paid for zip.

So in other words, he gave them an easy day where they can spend most of it on break, and also airplane staff should unionize.

Also the plane likely has to get to NC somehow so you might as well have fun with it

It’s not that I don’t LIKE the Fandom Popular Pairings, it’s that I find the assumption that everyone ships them and the general all-consuming nature of said pairings to be kinda exhausting,

It’s not that I don’t LIKE the Fandom Popular Pairings, it’s more that sometimes people solely view the involved characters in terms of the ship and in the process do an incredible disservice to the characters involved

had an autism moment at the computer part store today

Art fight attacks of more spidersonas!

i recommend every history student to play the appropriate assassin’s creed game before starting to learn about a subject bc it makes everything 10000% funnier like. hey. i know this guy. he had an unresolved yet undeniable homoerotic sexual tension with my favorite video game man. what’s he doing here.

ok steven universe pfp

moment of silence for everyone who relied on AI chat bots for research when it’s going around saying shit like this.

[image description: search that reads “country in africa that starts with K”. the featured snipped is from www.emergentmind.com and reads “While there are 54 recognized countries in Africa, none of them begin with the letter "K". The closest is Kenya, which starts with a "K" sound, but is actually spelled with a "K" sound. It's always interesting to learn new trivia facts like this.” /end ID]

I'm not afraid of AI taking over the world, but I am afraid of humans putting AI in charge of the world

I truly am obsessed with how Knives Out was like. Hello Daniel Craig, man who has spent the past two decades of his career being alternately beaten up and objectified playing an action hero with no personality. Would you like to please put on a shirt and an incomprehensible vaguely Texan accent and flex your character acting dark comedy muscles as well as your pecs for a while. And he's like BOY WOULD I and they made a work of art. Also love that they put Chris Evans in sweaters. Get your beefcakes then dress them nice make them soft and give them some bonkers character work to do it's what cinema needs more of

I love that several people have responded to this with "op I forgive you cause you're Scottish but that's not a Texan accent" which is fair thank you I appreciate it but no two people have agreed on what accent it is which is also Absolutely fair and hilarious as a reaction to this film

Cannot stress enough that I do not know what the fuck a foghorn leghorn is but literally a hundred people have said it to me so far so I'm assuming it's important to, like, Americans

The idea that Foghorn Leghorn,

The Rhode Island rooster from Looney Toons, is one of the Elder Gods of America, is honestly fascinating from a theological and folkloric viewpoint

Pardon me, but he is a LEGHORN, not a RIR. It’s in his NAME. Leghorns are an Italian breed. And yes, he is an elder god.

According to Foghorn's Tvtropes page:

Presumably, it's less that Foghorn Leghorn is a Rhode Island Rooster and more that he's a Rooster who lives in Rhode Island, possibly a Central Virginian Leghorn Rooster living in Rhode Island, though that implies a complicated and interesting life story that took him from Central Virginia all the way to Rhode Island

I would not rely on TV Tropes as an unbiased source. Wikipedia simple says his species is officially “rooster” and mentions a Leghorn being a breed of chicken. TV Tropes probably thinks the Cornflakes chicken is a RIR too.

I am potentially willing to concede he is a “barnyard mix” (cross between breeds) and his father, Harold Leghorn, was a leghorn and his unnamed mother was a RIR or other dark variety.

I love this site.

Sometimes it’s 1:30 am and you own chickens and you’re drinking whiskey in the bath tub and accuracy about iconic fictional chickens is the hill to die on, ok, and that’s why I love Tumblr. 

Where this post started

Where it ended up

I just love the implication that TV Tropes is somehow systematically biased against a type of chicken

I think it’s time to follow the arc of this rainbow to its inevitable terminus

#benoit blanc#ah say#ah say suh#ah yew implyin a particular#prejudice if yew will#towahds one specific breed of chicken#this is cleahly highly#ah do say#highly irregulah

Someone made Felonies Georg into a graphic. Bless.

& that 1% regret rate is almost entirely “Yes I’m still trans but the surgery was bad, or the transphobia i encounter is so much worse than anticipated, or I was pushed towards a specific treatment by my binary-oriented doctor when I wanted a non-binary transition” etc.

Actual ‘whoops, I don’t identify as trans anymore” cases are closer to 0,02%.

people absolutely get to detransition and retransition and whatever (I personally know about six people who "detransitioned" from being binary trans people, and then transitioned again later as nonbinary people, for example) but the idea that a small number of people going "oops got this wrong" somehow justifies gatekeeping everyone else is criminal, and mostly a deliberate ploy to block us from getting what we need

Or water fountains, public washrooms, outdoors tables, etc, etc

Notice how removing seating doesnt actually prevent people from sitting it just makes them uncomfortable and makes public spaces more hostile it doesnt actually work at controlling their behavior not till a pig comes along anyways and they'll harass a homeless person/teen whatever they're sitting on.

don’t forget about physically disabled people. i have been constantly aware of the lack of seating, especially since a lot was taken away with blame put on COVID and then just never returned. makes it hard go anywhere without a single proper place to sit down. and of course this expands to effecting the elderly and those pregnant or anyone else who just needs to rest

I just realized I never posted the CATS zine I made back in 2020! I've had the CATS brainrot since like uhhhhhhh 1998? I know all the deep CATS lore.

because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.

you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.

you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.

don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.

if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.

you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:

how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!

aren't you happy yet?

:)

fairly produced in bangladesh and india? love that only the german part of the supply chain has names. real trust me the brown people i can't credit or tell you the names of are definitely being treated fairly energy. don't even know a single brand in india that has a good supply chain. really dislike this.

actually still thinking over this, like this t-shirt is almost the perfect microcosm of why attempts to address climate change through consumer choices in the imperial core is basically a wash. it is obviously not climate change friendly to make a t-shirt in bangladesh and india, ship it to europe to print designs on it and then reship everywhere else.

why not print in bangladesh? why not print in india and ship from there? there are dozens of on demand printing services in india. because this is how capitalist production under imperial relations works. poor countries in the global south are only good for providing raw material for dirt cheap. the real value add, the finishing touch has to happen in the western world, which will pocket the largest share because its perceived as the "sophisticated" part of production. imperial profits then get distributed to the western world, so even the working class in europe now is complicit in the exploitation of the global south.

Vocal warmups.

This is basically how you break their voices down to a root noise

Voice actors are fuckin weird

Tag yourself I’m Plankton