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this is crazy this is the only time i've seen an online boycott actually work. and the entire fucking reddit website is broken rn
here is where you can see the status of the boycott btw
it might be broken bc reddit is broken rn
it's also the fact that so many different communities with wildly differing userbases have come together for this that's wild to me. like you have r/gaming fighting side by side with r/legaladvice and r/furry 😭
Friendly reminder to all the writers on here:
You don’t owe anyone good writing.
You don’t owe anyone a complete storyline written in order.
You can jump around. You can abandon projects. You can write really shitty stories! Writing is about telling stories and creating worlds. Not about what makes your followers happy.
I have to remind myself of this a lot, because in most of my stories I’ve gotten stuck and don’t know where to go. But you can jump around. You can skip parts. It doesn’t matter.
Write what makes you happy.
Most Jedi during Order 66: *dies immediately*
Ahsoka: *avoids hurting the clones as much as possible while escaping*
Yoda, the mad lad:
(here she is btw)
if you vote please also reblog!
IMAGINE your otp. You can’t. They would never have the fucking guts. Damn. I hope Gladys and Myrtle are very happy together.
For years I've heard that those booby mousepads are actually really good for a person with carpal tunnel syndrome but didn't decide to test that knowledge because I don't want to buy a booby mousepad that would make me some sort of sex pervert, I was raised Catholic I'm a good boy not a sex pervert. But earlier this year I bought a Gigan body pillow as a joke only to find out body pillows are actually really comfortable sleep aids, so... so I bought one... I bought a booby mousepad.
...and my wrist feels so much better when I'm using it.
How many other comforts and aids have I forsaken because they're embarrassingly horny? How many discomforts have I endured purely out of a societal shame about expressing anything sexual? This world is fucked man.
For those telling me of non-horny options, I hear you, I appreciate you, but also I am a sex pervert, which is to say I like boobs and butts and whatnot. And there's nothing inherently wrong about liking boobs and butts and whatnot, even if I was taught there was, and having a mousepad with boobies on it is fun and good for your wrist just like having a body pillow is fun and good for sleeping and you don't have to de-sexy-fy it to make it "good," you can enjoy sexy things and not be a monster, that's my point I guess.
one of the genuine problems of listening to your users is sometimes your users are insane idiots. like i distinctly remember when tumblr removed the stupid line bullshit that made long posts completely unreadable in favor of the clean crisp view we have today and there were mass riots against the change. hell, i remember being one of the rioters! i was a teenager, don't judge me too much
all of which is to say i empathize with tumblr staff getting yelled at all the time, mostly for changes that will be considered neutral to positive in a year's time. it makes the 10% of genuinely very bad changes fucking impossible to organize against tho
"How come you never promote reels about my books on Insta/Tumblr/Twitter"
Idk bestie (derogatory at this point); maybe because you use photosensitive, potentially seizure-inducing filters, and despite me telling you this is why I won't promote your work, you refuse to use anything else.
Like sorry if I care more about the safety of my followers than your work, but if you've been told something is an issue, refuse to do anything about it, then come at me saying it's not fair that I talk about other people's books, that's on you.
I ain't risking giving someone a seizure because you're too invested in using the latest filters to actually market your shit properly.
some sort of love poem
This is the wildest result of one of my comics becoming popular I feel rabid
was just gonna reblog this bomb ass comic again bc it's a mood but the author's addition is hilarious. this is why your english teachers taught you to find meaning in a text
i got these knockoff boots online and instead of the brand name on the tag they have the name of an apparently nonexistent martin scorsese movie??? what the fuck
How the fuck does his have less than 200k after setting the internet on fire for months
some fake evos for my most beloved and most forgotten bird
i love website cultures because i posted this here and people are remarking mostly on the name pun or how Shaped the baby is and i posted it on reddit and people are sincerely debating its power balance and banning eviolites from it
"you only deserve food and shelter if you contribute to society" says people living in countries where nobody's labor actually feeds or benefits their neighbors anymore but exclusively benefits the companies keeping the food and shelter behind the artificial paywalls
You're not nomads relying on each other to hunt and gather anymore, you're talking about stocking shelves for fucking wal marts
And even the oldest societies on earth all took care of the elderly or sick anyway
dudes will be like "if you don't Contribute To Society you don't get to live, that's the simple facts" meanwhile their job is like Marketing and Brand Development Specialist
we were the liminal kids. alive before the internet, just long enough we remember when things really were different.
when i work in preschools, the hand signal kids make for phone is a flat palm, their fingers like brackets. i still make the pinky-and-thumb octave stretch when i "pick up" to respond to them.
the symbol to save a file is a floppy disc. the other day while cleaning out my parents' house, i found a collection of over a hundred CDs, my mom's handwriting on each of them. first day of kindergarten. playlist for beach trip '94. i don't have a device that can play any of these anymore - none of my electronics are compatible. there are pieces of my childhood buried under these, and i cannot access them. but they do exist, which feels special.
my siblings and i recently spent hours digitizing our family's photos as a present for my mom's birthday. there's a year where the pictures just. stop. cameras on phones got to be too good. it didn't make sense to keep getting them developed. and there are a quite a few years that are lost to us. when we were younger, mementos were lost to floods. and again, while i was in middle school, google drive wasn't "a thing". somewhere out there, there are lost memories on dead laptops. which is to say - i lost it to the flood twice, kind of.
when i teach undergrad, i always feel kind of slapped-in-the-face. they're over 18, and they don't remember a classroom without laptops. i remember when my school put in the first smartboard, and how it was a huge privilege. i used the word walkman once, and had to explain myself. we are only separated by a decade. it feels like we are separated by so much more than that.
and something about ... being half-in half-out of the world after. it marks you. i don't know why. but "real adults" see us as lost children, even though many of us are old enough to have a mortgage. my little sister grew up with more access to the internet than i did - and she's only got 4 years of difference. i know how to write cursive, and i actually think it's good practice for kids to learn too - it helps their motor development. but i also know they have to be able to touch-type way faster than was ever required from me.
in between, i guess. i still like to hand-write most things, even though typing is way faster and more accessible for me. i still wear a pj shirt from when i was like 18. i don't really understand how to operate my parents' smart tv. the other day when i got seriously injured, i used hey siri to call my brother. but if you asked me - honestly, i prefer calling to texting. a life in anachronisms. in being a little out-of-phase. never quite in synchronicity.
I imagine that the last generation to really feel this way, to really feel a before-and-after kind of world, was at the last turn of the century, which had 3 huge, life-changing inventions happen all at once.
In 1890, everybody rode horses, used candles to see at night, and communicated through letters.
By the 1920s (only 30 years later!), everybody had automobiles (or access to another form of 'self-driving' transportation like busses or trams) and nobody had horses. Nearly everyone had electricity in their houses. Nearly everyone had a telephone, or access to one.
Can you imagine? Can you imagine growing up, being taught by your parents all about how to ride horses and care for them and hitch them to a wagon, only to...not ever use that knowledge as an adult, because you have a car? Can you imagine learning how to make candles, finally getting good enough at it to be useful to your family as a teenager, only to flick a switch to turn on a light bulb as an adult?
I feel like that last huge change in technology is the same thing we are going through. I know how to read a paper map. I will never need to use this knowledge. But it's still in there; including the many patient hours my mother spent teaching me, and a lot of fond memories I have of her doing it. I know how to research a topic in a paper library, with actual books. Pretty sure I will never do that again. I memorize phone numbers, 'just in case'. In case what? The automobile (smartphone) gets un-invented? But I hold that knowledge in my head. It's there. It's part of me.
I wish I could speak to my great-great-grandmother, who had her first baby in 1900. To ask her, if what Millennials now are going through is what it was like for her Centennial generation. The absolute whiplash, from one way of life to another.
Kids born in 1890 knew how to make candles, and kids born in 1920 could not fathom why you would need to know this.
columbo teaming up with any detective is fun but the issue is that the one constant of columbo is that he basically knows the killer before he even arrives, so the mystery is less whodunnit and more about how columbo is going to catch this dude in his lie. therefore I propose the best columbo x detective crossover is not in fact columbo and benoit blanc or sherlock but in fact Columbo and the Scooby Doo Gang. In this essay i w-
He’d LOVE THEM!!! They’ve no clue who did it, they’re off somewhere setting up a literal trap and eating chilli while he’s making sure the killer is always just close enough to get annoyed with them and him, and at this point he’s trying to see if he can make them just outright confess before one of Fred’s contraptions go off, or if he’ll need to arrange a setup where the confession is after the killer’s literally been trapped in a barrel of molasses up to his hips. Either way, he’s having a blast looking after his nephew or niece and their friends! No, he can’t remember which one he’s actually related to, wether it’s from his side or his wife’s side or if he’s even related to one of them or not, but they all call him Uncle Columbo either way, so who cares?
obviously he’s related to scooby, on his dog’s side
We all know about the Twitter immigrants, but there seems to be radio silence on what's happening now with Reddit users from certain subreddits doing a similar thing.
Reddit is restricting their API later this month and killing off third-party apps. An AMA (Ask Me Anything) with the CEO Steve Hoffman was held and it was clear that he would continue with the changes.
In protest, thousands of subreddits across the site are planning to go dark for 48 hours on June 12th. Some are planning to continue indefinitely until the changes are reversed.
Some subreddits (mainly queer and left-leaning meme ones, don't worry too much about Reddit Atheists™ overrunning us) are encouraging their users to jump ship to our beloved - and beloathed - hellsite. There will be another influx of new users and many will be unfamiliar with how the site works.
Show them how to use the site; introduce them to the site's culture, tell them to reblog shit and curate their dashboard. Sorta like how we welcomed Twitter users back when they flocked here. Kungpowpenising optional.
CHANGE YOUR PROFILE PICTURE AND BANNER TO SOMETHING OTHER THAN DEFAULT BECAUSE THIS SITE IS FILLED WITH BOTS AND YOU MIGHT BE MISTAKEN FOR ONE. This is the FIRST thing you should do after getting a blog.
Other folks can help you with stuff like curating your dashboard or creating sideblogs (or you can look shit up) but please, PLEASE just give yourself an icon and reblog some stuff so people don't mistake you for a bot
This is one of the first posts I've seen after trying to look at Tumblr again, so I've decided to head their advice and reblog this. I don't even know what a reblog is but I'll find out in time. It's a learning process
a reblog is what you just did! it's similar to a retweet on twitter and it's the main way things spread on tumblr
look none of the kids are mom/dad even if they take on those roles occasionally bc at the end of the day they're kids who had to grow up too fast but also calling zuko the dad of the gaang is so disrespectful to wang fire
