This looks like a fucking parody post, or an edgy edit, but it’s 100% official real Flintstones.

Clarification: I don’t hate this book, I love it, it’s amazing. It’s just that taking a step back and looking it out of context is still really funny. Especially the line “We participated in a genocide, Barney.”

ok but imagine them in their cartoon forms saying this dialogue i’m

can we have some context to this, perhaps?

Bedrock is having a mayoral election. One of the candidates is a violent war mongering asshole that riles people up against the lizard people. This reminds Fred and Barney of their time in the army.

Back then the father of said violent candidate was riling people up against the “tree people”. Fred, Barney, and other soldiers fought what they believed to be a defensive measure against the tree people. Turns out, it was actually an invasion, in order to kill off the tree people and take over their forest to build Bedrock.

That’s what Fred means when he says he and Barney participated in a genocide. They literally did.

(Extra fun fact, Barney adopted a tree person baby after the war, and his son Bamm-Bamm is the last tree person.)

just fucking read it

http://readcomiconline.to/Comic/The-Flintstones

There are a lot of interesting things about this post but the AK-47 shaped spear is what really got me

This is just as wild with the context

Some of my favorite moments in the series

From the foreword to 2021 print of the comic.

Every person need to be taught disability history

Not the “oh Einstein was probably autistic” or the sanitized Helen Keller story. but this history disabled people have made and has been made for us.

Teach them about Carrie Buck, who was sterilized against her will, sued in 1927, and lost because “Three generations of imbeciles [were] enough.”

Teach them about Judith Heumann and her associates, who in 1977, held the longest sit in a government building for the enactment of 504 protection passed three years earlier.

Teach them about all the Baby Does, newborns in 1980s who were born disabled and who doctors left to die without treatment, who’s deaths lead to the passing of The Baby Doe amendment to the child abuse law in 1984.

Teach them about the deaf students at Gallaudet University, a liberal arts school for the deaf, who in 1988, protested the appointment of yet another hearing president and successfully elected I. King Jordan as their first deaf president.

Teach them about Jim Sinclair, who at the 1993 international Autism Conference stood and said “don’t mourn for us. We are alive. We are real. And we’re here waiting for you.”

Teach about the disability activists who laid down in front of buses for accessible transit in 1978, crawled up the steps of congress in 1990 for the ADA, and fight against police brutality, poverty, restricted access to medical care, and abuse today.

Teach about us.

Oh! Oh! I got one! Meet Edward V. Roberts-

Ed Roberts was one of the founding minds behind the Independent Living movement. Roberts was born in 1939, and contracted polio at age 14, two years before the vaccine that ended the polio epidemic came out (vaccinate your kids). Polio left Roberts almost completely paralyzed, with only the use of two fingers and a few toes. At night, he had to sleep in an iron lung, and he would often rest there during the day as well. Other times of the day, he breathed by using his face and neck muscles to force air in and out of his lungs.

Despite this being the fifties, Roberts' mother insisted that her son continue schooling. Her support helped him face his fear of being stared at and ridiculed at school, going from thinking of himself as a "hopeless cripple" to seeing himself as a "star." When his high school tried to deny him his diploma because he had never completed driver's ed, Roberts and his mother fought the school and won.

This marked the beginning of his career as an activist.

Roberts had to fight the California Department of Vocational Rehabilitation for support to attend college, because his counselor thought he was too severely disabled to ever work or live independently. Roberts did go to school, however, first attending the College of San Marino. He was then accepted to UC Berkeley, but when the school learned that he was disabled, they tried to backtrack. "We've tried cripples before, and it didn't work," one dean famously said. The school tried to argue the dorms couldn't accommodate his iron lung, so Roberts was instead housed in an empty wing of the school's Cowell Hospital.

Roberts' admittance paved the way for other disabled students who were also housed in the new Cowell Dorm. The group called themselves "The Rolling Quads," and together they fought and advocated for better disability support, more ramps and accessible architecture like curb cut outs, founded the first formally recognized student-led disability services program in the country, and even managed to successfully oust a rehabilitation counselor who had threatened two of the Quads with expulsion for their protests.

After graduation from his master's, he served a number of other roles- he taught political science at a number of different colleges over the years, served on the board for the Center for Independent Living, confounded the World Institute on Disability with Judith E. Heumann and Joan Leon, and continued to advocate for better disability services and infrastructure at his alma mater of UC Berkeley.

Roberts also took part in and helped organize sit ins to force the federal government to enforce section 504 of the Rehabilitation Act of 1973, which stated that people with disabilities should not be excluded from activities, denied the right to receive benefits, or be discriminated against, from any program that uses federal financial assistance, solely because of their disability. The sit-in occupied the offices of the Carter Secretary of Health, Education and Welfare building in San Francisco and lasted 28 days. The protestors were supported by local gay rights organizations and the Black Panthers. Roberts and other activists spoke, and their arguments were so compelling that members of the department of health joined the sit in. Reagan was forced to acknowledge and implement the policies and rules that section 504 required. This national recognition helped to pave the way for the Americans with Disabilities Act in 1990.

Roberts died of cardiac arrest in 1995 at the age of 54, leaving behind a proud legacy of advocacy and activism. Not bad for a "hopeless cripple" whose rehab counselor thought he was too disabled to ever work.

Here is a great online course for disability history!!

“Black Panthers saved the 504 sit-in.” – Corbett O’Toole, participant in the 1977 504 protest in San Francisco

Please read up on the Black Panthers' involvement in the 504 movement, they were integral to the occupation lasting as long as it did and were INCREDIBLY ACTIVE PARTICIPANTS! They are more than a footnote in that part of disability history, and I want more people to know this part of their legacy!

Read about Bradley Lomax (and his aid and fellow organizer Chuck Johnson, who I've struggled finding sources on outside of articles on Mr. Lomax :( ) here and here! Together the two were integral in bringing Black Panther Party organizing and activism to the disability rights movement!

I wish there were more information on Mr. Johnson, as his work is dear to my heart as someone who also requires caregiving. ;3; <3 Considering how little information there even was available online for Mr. Lomax just ten years ago I am hoping we get more coverage of Mr. Johnson's contributions to this important part of disability history sooner rather than later. I do not want his activism ignored!

Do not let the full richness of our history be whitewashed! The Black Panthers kept the protestors fed, they HEAVILY publicized the protests in their paper The Black Panther and agitated on the protest and protestors behalf, and paid organizers' way to Washington to pressure the HEW secretary to actually sign the damn act. In turn, the Panthers did this because the Oakland ILC did outreach to them, and helped Mr. Lomax with transportation. This is solidarity buried under focus on the white organizers. Please please please cherish it. Keep it close to your heart, read about it, celebrate it, share it!

Obviously there were more Panthers who helped but I have already lost the first draft of this and I'm starting to fade -- here's two more detailed sources to read for more, and I highly recommend you do!

The Intersections and Divergences of Disability and Race

Lomax's Matrix: Disability, Solidarity, and the Black Power of 504

Maybe I should just print my hundred acre kingdom story? Not that it would get as much notice as this, but I did enjoy making it and building a world for Christopher Robin's daughter.

two prints I made a gifts

The original is on my website as a pdf.

https://www.hasanistudios.com/merch/hundred-acre-kingdom-digital-download

The story focused on "Clover" Christopher Robin's daughter. she inherits her father's toys and creates a world of her own.

Where Christopher was inspired by the more calming stories by authors like Jane Austen, his daughter is influenced by the world of Tolkien and the Once and Future King. She ends up building a fantasy land of knights, archers and adventure.

The story becomes a look at the pressures to grow up and leave imagination behind, but also gives light to how we can keep those fantasies an give them to others to grow.

It was one of the first stories I posted online for people to read. Definitely not the first I wrote, I did a lot of original things. This was more my first fan fiction.

I'm reminiscing about a lot of stories while trying to find one that works.

Anyway. There are a lot of Winnie the Pooh things coming. horror seems to be a main path. If I redo this one, it'll most likely be forgotten in the mix of others, but I really did like this stories message. So I may still make a book again.

Let me know what you think.

And is you read this far, consider supporting another story project I have going right now!

Thank you, be sure to reblog!

Hasani

I hear a certain silly ole bear and his friends are now part of the public domain. In honor of this, here’s my rendition of the hundred acre wood gang in all their fluffy and fuzzy glory.

Opening commissions!

TOS and more info here

Monkey King 🐒

Exploring the forest 🌳🌲🌳🌲

Morse code cat

(via)

wait wait please, i’m obsessed with the first one. i have never im my life seen a cat make so many cartoon faces in under 3 seconds and i wish i could draw them all and make like, a flip book or something, look at this shit

🤣 the one where all three cats are doing it at once is hilarious

You see, it’s empty !

«At the Internet Archive, this is how we digitize a book. We never destroy a book by cutting off its binding. Instead, we digitize it the hard way—one page at a time. We use the Scribe, a book scanner our engineers invented, along with the software that it runs. Our scanning centers are located in universities and libraries around the world, from Boston Public Library to the University of Toronto to the Wellcome Library and beyond. Eliza is one of our fastest and most accurate scanners. Next she will execute quality control checks and fix any errors. Then she ships the book back to our Physical Archive for long-term preservation. Now imagine this: scanners like Eliza have done this 2,000,000 times. That’s what it takes to provide you with a free digital library.» – Plus Internet Archive’s Modern Book Collection Now Tops 2 Million Volumes, by Chris Freeland, February 3, 2021

«At the Internet Archive, this is how we digitize a book. We never destroy a book by cutting off its binding. Instead, we digitize it the hard way—one page at a time. We use the Scribe, a book scanner our engineers invented, along with the software that it runs. Our scanning centers are located in universities and libraries around the world, from Boston Public Library to the University of Toronto to the Wellcome Library and beyond. Eliza is one of our fastest and most accurate scanners. Next she will execute quality control checks and fix any errors. Then she ships the book back to our Physical Archive for long-term preservation. Now imagine this: scanners like Eliza have done this 2,000,000 times. That’s what it takes to provide you with a free digital library.» – Plus Internet Archive’s Modern Book Collection Now Tops 2 Million Volumes, by Chris Freeland, February 3, 2021

“Patcharin? May I come in?”

“Hm.”

Aayushi opened the door to Patcharin’s room, holding a plate of chicken, rice, and naan. “I thought you might be hungry.”

“I guess so. Thanks.”

Aayushi sat down on Ji-Woo’s bed. “So, what happened back there?”

Patcharin explained the situation and rubbed her forehead. Then, she shook her head bitterly. “I guess ghost therapy didn’t really help, huh? I’m still an evil, angry bitch.”

“I wouldn’t say that.”

“Huh?”

The woman smiled at her. “It’s our nature, as ghosts. To want those who have hurt us to be punished.”

“Well, of course. Everyone feels that way.”

“Yes, but it’s especially strong for us. We know how cruel the world can be.”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“Patcharin, I know you’re angry. But that isn’t something we have to fear.” She took the girl’s hand in hers. “Anger is motivating. Anger gets things done. It’s like a blade. You can hurt others with it, but you can also use it to defend others.”

“I would like to defend people.”

“I know, Patcharin.” She brushed some hair out of her daughters face. “I use my anger to defend the people of this town from harm. To make sure they never have to feel as scared and helpless as I did on the day my life was taken. And you, I want you to use your blade of anger, and cut down the injustice and ignorance of this world.”

“I…” She gulped. “I can do that.”

Aayushi pulled Patcharin into a hug. “I know you can.”

“And she wanted to kill the person! That’s wrong!”

Lang nodded along as Ji-Woo voiced their frustration over Patcharin’s declaration. “Certainly sounds rough.”

“Yeah! My dad was killed by those monsters, but you don’t see me acting all kill-crazy and irrational!”

“Kill-crazy and irrational, hm?”

“Mhm!”

“Yet you’re the one yelling.”

“Huh?” Ji-Woo blinked. “But… this is how I get when I’m worked up.”

“I get worked up a lot, but you don’t see me acting all shouty and irrational.”

They frowned. “That’s unfair.”

“Well, we’ve had similar experiences. Why shouldn’t I judge you for how you deal with it?”

“Because we handle stuff differently!” “Okay. Say that again, and think about what you said about Patcharin.”

“We handle stuff… differently…” A look of realization came across their face, then they sputtered. “But she-”

“Do you think you described her accurately? You say she’s kill-crazy. Does she want to kill the person for fun?”

“No?”

“Does she want to kill them for no reason?”

“No.”

“Does she want to kill innocent people?”

“No…”

“Hm. Looks like you didn’t think this through.”

Ji-Woo sat down and stared at the table. “Oh… I might have been a bit much towards her.”

“Probably.”

“I’m gonna go find her.”

“Good luck.”

Ji-Woo made their way up to their room, and opened the door. “Patcharin, I-”

But Patcharin was sound asleep.

“...I guess I’ll tell her tomorrow.”

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hey this month has been rough. that's all. health shit and bills to pay and rent upcoming and idk when pay's coming bc im freelance. I'm streaming again over on twitch but it's limited by health/energy (currently my medicine makes me soso sleepy that I have trouble staying awake)

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Still a few bucks short of rent this month (about 50) so anything helps but I really really appreciate the assistance <3 my vnm0 is also the same username as here

hey this month has been rough. that's all. health shit and bills to pay and rent upcoming and idk when pay's coming bc im freelance. I'm streaming again over on twitch but it's limited by health/energy (currently my medicine makes me soso sleepy that I have trouble staying awake)

p@yp4l | coffee tips

Still a few bucks short of rent this month (about 50) so anything helps but I really really appreciate the assistance <3 my vnm0 is also the same username as here

Me: I should message my mutuals, I want them to know i want to be friends

Also me: actually im just gonna like a post they reblogged and hope they get the hint

I’m obsessed with these guys who just do Three Stooges impersonations on tiktok

byron. come here to memy son. i have been defeated. we have been defeated. my sweet child. swallow this pill with daddeh. it’ll be over soon. i love you. i love this nation. god bless these great united states. good buh buh

byron. come here to memy son. i have been defeated. we have been defeated. my sweet child. swallow this pill with daddeh. it’ll be over soon. i love you. i love this nation. god bless these great united states. good buh buh