also: note the debate in the comments

Last night, I reblogged a thing about calling your Democrat senators today to press them to take two specific actions against the GOP’s tactics to ram through TrumpCare:

  • Withhold consent on all Senate business, and
  • Offer many (and many and many and many) amendments to the bill.

The goal is to grind the Senate to a halt until the Republicans agree to a proper public debate and a full CBO scoring of the bill.

I made my calls.

At Schumer’s office, they said that they didn’t know what his stance on tactics was yet, but I could hear them taking notes on my comments. When I called Gillibrand’s, they outright told me that she has yet to decide how she wants to approach this, and that she is soliciting constituent input to help guide her (i.e. she’s gauging to see how angry her constituents really are); they also took notes with my comments.

And true to some of the stories going around, where Members of Congress are reporting a slowdown in calls, I got right through to both Schumer’s and Gillibrand’s offices. In January and February, I’d have to try over and over around busy signals.


anonymous asked:

Cisco and Hartley were together for awhile and it was okay. But Hartley grew up with so many bullshit preconceptions about people who aren't rich, straight, smart, and white from his parents and he never managed to work past it, so his relationship with Cisco imploded in a spectacularly ugly fashion

Thanks, anon! Keep sending, I’m enjoying exploring this. Also, obviously, some warning for ignorant prejudiced comments inside. Not very Hartley-friendly.

The worst part is they’re in bed when it all comes out.

Not actively fucking or anything, just laying there doing some separate reading which usually would turn into comparing notes which would turn into debating which would eventually turn into fucking. But still, the bed is Cisco’s safe zone. The bed is where they can talkin quiet, non-hostile voices and he can say corny things thatHartley, yes, laughs at, but without that mocking edge.

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We’re interrupting your regularly-scheduling reblogs to share some exciting news - you may have noticed that we’ve got a new intern helping us out on the ole NPR Tumblr, and she’s pretty awesome so we want to officially introduce you to her. Everyone, meet Vesta:

Hi! I come to D.C. in ✌ from the perpetually summery, concrete- & palm-tree- bound metropolis of Los Angeles. I just graduated from UCLA with a degree in Film, Television and Digital Media. I spent an intense couple years there developing my voice as a storyteller and mediamaker (film/digital/Web).

I always had a hunch, though, that working in Hollywood wasn’t the right fit for me. So I tried it out and realized I was right. I don’t like traditional film production or Hollywood’s gravitation toward lucrative blockbusters. I love nonfiction storytelling and socially responsible media. That’s why I chose the concentration I did (“interpretive” — a fancy word for experimental — digital media) and dedicated my senior year to researching, coding and filming Greenspaces, a participatory media installation in Los Angeles.

I'm here now, delving into creative possibilities at the intersection of social tech & storytelling. I like art, film, food, and fluffy things. 

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anonymous asked:

Hi, first of all, I love your blog and I obsessively check it everyday to get my Cherik fix before I can go out there and face the world. So thank you for existing. Secondly, I am very much in love with the modern mutant rights activists AU, but I don't know if there are any fics in that AU in existence? Can you recommend any?

Hey, friend. Sorry I’m only getting to this now! I’m glad you’re enjoying my blog and the cherik, and yes, I do know some fics! I’m also going to include ones with politics in general on here, because they address mutant rights and might be relevant to your interests :)

irreconcilable differences (make for surprisingly good bedfellows) by pocky_slash (T, 10k)
Tonight on The Evening Report with Malcolm Stevens, noted geneticist and mutant equality proponent Dr. Charles Xavier faces off with the infamous mutant rights activist Magneto in a live televised debate over the Genetic Nondiscrimination Act.(At least, if they can stop flirting long enough to stay on topic.)
Ending’s Comment: Pretty much what it says on the tin. This is just perfect. I laughed and laughed. 

Sometimes Life is What Happens When You’re Not Looking by ximeria (T, 2k)
Erik’s had a busy week and he’s not at all happy about going to the fundraiser (even if it is important and pro-mutant). He’s also more than a little worried that Mystique took care of his ‘plus one’.
Ending’s Comment: Cute little one shot where Charles is a famous mutant activist.

Zweiundachtzig by Dow (E, 21k) 
Erik M. Lehnsherr is a private man, a jeweler that’s just looking for a studio to work in. But floorspace in New York is limited, so he ends up sharing a space with a beautiful mutant painter named Raven. Above them is a huge furry blue physicist, i.e. Mad scientist, and a glassblower that breaks half of what he makes when he starts laughing. Drawn into their intricacies, Erik finds himself not only with friends but something that’s starting to frighteningly resemble a family. Then enter one, Charles Xavier; geneticist, lecturer, telepath, and mutant rights activist. Suddenly Erik is faced with dealing with a past he’s trying to forget and feelings he’s never had before.
Ending’s Comment: I loooove Erik learning to have friends and a family and seeing him sort of find his place. Add in some mutant rights and sweet romance, and you’ve got an awesome fic!

Nation Building and other Diplomatic Negotiations by Pookaseraph (E, 100k) 
With the recent passage of a submissive registration law in the United Kingdom, there are now only two industrialized nation with a relatively stable government to have neither a mutant nor a submissive registration law. Erik Lehnsherr, the newly minted King of Genosha, and his Prime Minister Emma Frost intend to take advantage of this turn of events to bring the Xavier Institute to the island nation of Genosha. They both know bringing Charles Xavier, the noted activist of mutant and submissive rights, to the island will necessarily politicize the man, and create all manner of complications. With a constitution not yet finalized and external threats to Genoshan security all around them, Erik, Emma, and Charles will fight for what they believe in to shape Genosha into what it should be.
Ending’s Comment: This is a Genosha AU in a Dom/sub universe that deals heavily with politics and mutant and submissive rights. I found the whole thing quite original and intriguing.

Politico by cygnaut (E, 62k) 
Modern Genosha Politics AU. In which Erik is l'enfant terrible of the mutant National Assembly, and his staff just wants to get him laid.
Ending’s Comment: Emma is amazing in this fic, and I love how in depth it goes with the politics. Erik is grumpy but effective.

Tessellation by nekosmuse (E, 116k)
He had been following Xavier’s career for years. He had read and reread and reread again everything the man had written. He had tried, on more occasions than he could count, to recruit Xavier into the Brotherhood, but each request for a meeting had been denied. Aside from his work, no one knew anything about Xavier. Not what he looked like, not the full extent of his power–though from what little they did know, he was by far the most powerful telepath in existence–and not what his intentions were.The man was a recluse. As far as Magneto knew, Xavier had never once stepped foot outside his impenetrable Westchester manor. And now he was scheduled as the keynote speaker for the largest pro-mutant conference in the world.
Ending’s Comment: Erik is hilariously smitten in this and Charles is a recluse and of course they end up being perfect for each other. There’s also a ton of plot here, and we even get some action.


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Musings on Madam Secretary 2.13

Excuse me while I tuck away the mountains of used tissues so I can write this week’s Musings.

What “Invasive Species” has taught me is that many families act the same during a time of crisis: fighting instead of supporting one another, yelling instead of hugging, arguing over stupid things like table linens or chicken pot pie instead of talking about what really matters. We also all have our own Maureen. Not all are as rude and acerbic as she, but there’s that one person who makes you physically cringe when they open their mouth out of fear of what horrifying and embarrassing thing they may say. Ah, family.

Maureen isn’t managing web pages or sending out newsletters as the president of the Elizabeth McCord Fan Club. We learned that about .02 seconds into the episode. Elizabeth should’ve just brought a shovel to give Maureen to better help with all the digs that woman took at her. Money. Elizabeth’s job. Henry’s success. Why the groundhog saw its shadow. Maureen basically blames Elizabeth for everything in her world. She even used the phrase “Secretary of State” as if it’s a disease or something to be ashamed of. Of course in classic form, she later demanded Elizabeth leverage her connections to find out who stole Patrick’s money. Maureen pulled the same exact antics Patrick did during his visit last season. You know what they say about the apple not falling far from the tree…

Despite her larger-than-life persona in the political world, Elizabeth is a pleaser in her personal world, or at least in Pittsburgh. She volunteered to help wherever she cold, however she was needed, but she couldn’t seem to do anything right. I’m convinced the woman could’ve brought Patrick back from the dead and Maureen would’ve found a reason to criticize her. I kept expecting to see a shot of Elizabeth’s severed tongue on the floor, cut clean off from biting it so hard. I realize Maureen is a grieving daughter with her own full set of family baggage. I’m not debating that Maureen wasn’t deeply hurt by her father’s death. I also don’t have some deep hatred for her. I actually enjoyed watching the “Elizabeth and Henry Deal With Maureen” side show. However, Elizabeth’s comment that Henry apologized for Maureen the first time the two met 25+ years ago proves this is Maureen’s personality, not Maureen through grief. Did I miss who’s older? Maureen is bossy like an oldest, but it was mentioned that they needed to lean on Henry. I’m a lonely only so I know nothing about sibling hierarchy.

Side note: Kate Burton flawlessly plays the bitch in every role. EVERY role. She makes me want to throttle her through my television. The woman needs to play on Sesame Street or Care Bears at some point, just so she’s allowed to smile.

Henry. My favorite leading man had quite the week, but he (and Tim Daly) soared. I felt for the guy. His relationship with his father wasn’t ideal, but they were still father and son. Death always exacerbates the “What ifs” of life. What if I called more? What if I went home more? What if I said this? What if I didn’t do that? Death has a way of making you see things through different glasses. Rose-colored regret glasses. The fact that Henry remains so troubled from the incident in college proves that the littlest moments are often the things that hurt the most and make you cringe, even decades later. Henry feels guilt for his relationship with Patrick, not just for the college dinner. For a lifetime of situations and arguments and non-conversations. Maureen telling him that she blamed him for Patrick’s death was maybe a look into a small sliver of Henry’s heart that fears that’s true. She also hit him right in the religion, a particularly sensitive spot for Doctor Religious Scholar. From anger to hurt to angst to despair, the range of emotion was evident on Henry’s face, portrayed beautifully by Tim. When his voice caught and he teared up, I did the same. (If Henry cries, I do, too. Apparently it’s some life rule I live by, first realized in Tamerlane.) Henry didn’t think he was the right guy to give Patrick’s eulogy. Turns out, he was the perfect one. Maureen reaching her hand back to Henry afterward as a peace offering was a sweet gesture. I’m sure she’ll continue her trollish ways, but for that moment at their father’s funeral, it was a McCord accord.

I applaud Henry’s refusal to ignore the fact that Patrick committed suicide. Suicide shouldn’t have an embarrassing or shameful stigma. Depression and its effects are real and devastating. Not talking about it is worse. Elizabeth’s admission to Stevie that funerals and burials are more for the living than the dead rings true. What we do after death is for the ones left behind, more than it is for those who died.

Through the drama and the devastation, Elizabeth and Henry stayed each other’s true constant. No matter who was at the center of the firing squad, the other was there, physically and emotionally present. Virtually every scene showed them touching: their hands together, her hand on his leg, their heads resting on one another. A physical reminder that the other is there, supportive and loving. They even have their own sweet way of holding hands, grasping a single random finger. It’s like their own silent language they can speak in public. Of course, my favorite scenes will always be their private talks, be it in bedrooms (which applies to the Pittsburgh bedroom) or on their walks. That’s where the true confessions come out. These two are the poster children for “relationship goals,” as the kids say.

I’m happy the writers didn’t just focus on the adults. Death affects everyone, and the McCord kids aren’t clueless toddlers. Each reacted in a different way. Jason coped the way any budding anarchist would by cracking into Patrick’s computer, thanks to Alison’s sleuthing. The argument between Jason and Henry in the kitchen came full circle, when Jason later admitted he didn’t want to fight with Henry. It was a sweet, poignant father/son scene, one Henry probably wishes he could’ve had with his own father. Life is so cyclical. As for Jason’s outburst, I’m not sure what that was about. He could’ve just been being a (very good) teenager, ate Pissy Flakes for breakfast or have something else going on that will be referenced later. Either way, he’s still my favorite McCord kid. Also, don’t be so eager to grow up, dude. The real world ain’t so fun. Just ask Stevie.

Which bring me to the eldest McCord. Miss Stephanie has come a long way from moving out of the house because of who her mother is. In fact, she’s now running interference to protect her mother. When Elizabeth whispered her nickname “Queen Elizabeth” (which felt like a gut punch), Stevie looked at her mother in shock. It’s like she’s now at the adult table and her eyes were opened to the messy aspect of families. Their heart-to-heart about Maureen was a life lesson for both. Elizabeth is willing to get repeatedly burned by a loved one to be part of the family. It’s messy, but it’s her mess. Leave it to Elizabeth to soften my cold, hard, black heart for Maureen. I love badass Elizabeth, but nothing beats the vulnerability that comes in her roles of mom, wife, sister, sister-in-law, etc. That said, I would’ve given a kidney to hear Elizabeth go off about Maureen and eviscerate her the way she does foreign leaders.

So apparently political things happened at the State Department. I wouldn’t really know. I tried to pay attention. I really did. I just preferred the family storyline so I didn’t invest much time into this side plot. It’s basically this week’s ISS story for me. I fear I need to eventually figure out what happened because with Nadine telling Russell she has to let Elizabeth know, it sounds like it’s going to come back at some point. Also, everyone needs a Nadine. That woman is fiercely protective of Elizabeth. Quite a road those two have travelled down so far. She’s the person you want in your corner when your life is falling apart. You’re a mess and she not only has your laundry washed and folded, the animals are fed, your Christmas shopping is done and your taxes are in the mail.

“I don’t take orders from you.” The earth shook when Nadine dropped that microphone. Of course Russell tried to take control when Elizabeth was away. He also called Matt “son” in such a condescending way, like he’s trying to assert his authority over Elizabeth’s staff. Noticeably absent: Conrad. I’m fine with that.

This was my favorite episode, by far, since “Catch and Release.” We were even treated to a Will call. If I can’t get an episode of the McCords on lockdown, I want a holiday with the McCords, Henry’s family and Will. I don’t care which holiday. Christmas. Thanksgiving. Arbor Day. Super Tuesday. Whatever. I can only imagine the family dynamics with those explosive personalities. Sign me up.

It’ll be interesting to see where Henry goes from here. I don’t think his DIA life is completely over, and the effects of his father’s suicide will continue to echo. I honestly have no idea what the next few episodes will bring… and that’s exciting.

Other things:

–I don’t know if they did, but I love to think Elizabeth and Henry were forced to sleep in a twin bed. It takes them back to their dorm room days. Another full circle aspect of the episode.

–Elizabeth took a shot of liquor to cope. I feel you.

–Elizabeth flinging herself on the bed saying “Holy smokes” was one of my favorite shots of the entire episode, and I had a lot of favorites. Hats off to the director.

–“He believed in marriage.” Cut to a shot of Elizabeth. My heart melted.

–The smirk Elizabeth made after she told Stevie “and then I fell in love with your dad” melted my heart again. I don’t have much heart left. The writers keep snatching little pieces every week.

–Elizabeth traded in her tie blouses in the State Department for an apron in a kitchen. It was such a stark contrast from her typical day-to-day persona, another little nugget of Elizabeth the loving wife, willing to do anything to keep peace with her in-laws. Which brings me back to Henry’s “World’s Best Dad” apron and their phone call from Iran. Swoon. Requesting a GIF set of both apron-clad McCords, please and thank you.

–Speaking of wardrobe, every McCord sibling wore a plaid shirt and/or a vest at some point. Elizabeth obviously married into the uniform because even she sported both. I can only imagine what the wardrobe department looked like while they shot this episode.

–The episode started in the kitchen. My heart jumps when these family scenes begin an episode.

–I agree with Elizabeth. UVA gave Henry the greatest two-for ever.
Obama torches GOP on Syrian refugees: 'Now they are scared of 3-year-old orphans'
"I cannot think of a more potent recruitment tool for ISIL than some of the rhetoric that's been coming out of here during the course of this debate."

President Barack Obama is taking an even harsher tone against governors and lawmakers who want to stop the U.S. resettlement of Syrian refugees, blasting them for being “scared of widows and orphans” while playing into the hands of the Islamic State terrorist group.

“We are not well served when, in response to a terrorist attack, we descend into fear and panic. We don’t make good decisions if its based on hysteria or an exaggeration of risks,” Obama said while visiting the Philippines for an economic summit. “I cannot think of a more potent recruitment tool for ISIL than some of the rhetoric that’s been coming out of here during the course of this debate.”

In the wake of the deadly attacks in Paris, more than half of U.S. governors, most of them Republican, have said they don’t want refugees resettled in their states. House Republican leaders also are looking at legislation designed to stop the Obama administration from resettling up to 10,000 Syrian refugees next year. Several GOP presidential contenders have also slammed the idea of letting Syrians in, while some have suggested only letting in those who are Christian.

The White House on Tuesday began pushing back against the GOP-led narrative, holdings calls with governors and reporters as well as briefing lawmakers about the stringent security screening involved before refugees are admitted to the United States. A White House readout of a conference call with governors said it lasted 90 minutes and included 34 governors representing both parties.

“Several governors expressed their appreciation for the opportunity to better understand the process and have their issues addressed directly by representatives of the agencies responsible for the refugee and screening programs,” according to the White House statement. “Others encouraged further communication to ensure that governors are able to better respond to questions from the public about the refugee screening and resettlement process.”

Obama has repeatedly said ensuring the safety of U.S. citizens remains a top priority when it comes to vetting those who enter the country. But he appears unusually frustrated by the fury over refugees who face terror and destruction in Syria. Earlier this week he expressed anger over the idea of admitting refugees based on religion, and he reiterated that sentiment in his latest comments in Manila, where it was Wednesday morning.

“When individuals say we should have a religious test and that only Christians, proven Christians should be admitted, that’s offensive,” he said.

The president also noted that many of the same people who have suggested stopping refugees from coming to the United States also claim they themselves are tough enough to stare down Russian President Vladimir Putin.

“At first they were too scared of the press being too tough on them in the debates,” Obama said. “Now they are scared of three-year-old orphans. That doesn’t seem so tough to me.”

The president’s comments appear to be a reference to remarks by New Jersey Gov. Chris Christie, who told conservative radio host Hugh Hewitt on Monday: “I don’t think orphans under 5 are being, you know, should be admitted into the United States at this point. But you know, they have no family here. How are we going to care for these folks?” The same way New Jersey takes care of your fat ass.

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TV is not an accident!

Alright, man, I really didn’t want to make this post, and I don’t usually write meta on gmw, but I’m gonna anyway, because this is so important.

Here’s a story for you guys. I go to an arts high school, where I’ve just finished my freshman year. I am a writing major, and I share a department with animators and filmmakers. We have a themed show at the beginning of each year. This year, was the red show.

We had an hour and a half long class on color and how we can utilize it in creative ways. The fiction teacher showed us optical illusions regarding color. The animation teacher talked to us about which feelings are associated with which color and how we can use that. She gave us examples about how yellow filters can be put over images or clips to give it a happier vibe sometimes, and how certain colors act as a symbol. 

My favorite was the film teacher’s portion. He showed us a clip from Hannibal – I’ve never seen it, but anyway – where the lead was talking to Hannibal Lecter in the mental hospital/prison? I don’t know. Either way. Everything was stark white except for the main character, and he was wearing a blue suit with a green tie (I may be getting these wrong, but details aren’t important here.)  and of course he stuck out like a sore thumb. Hannibal kept making him more and more uncomfortable/paranoid/nervous until he ran out of the room, and everything is still white, like suffocating white and he’s just this long streak of color running through these stark white halls. Finally he gets outside and see’s blue and green again, like his suit. These colors were important to his family, which is why he was wearing it, and why seeing it was a comfort. It’s also interesting because white is usual symbolic of purity but in this case, it’s the opposite. 

But of course, that stuff doesn’t matter, right? In my story, I focused on the absence of red because it’s such an attention-grabbing color, so I used the motif of scenery to reflect the main character’s mood and mostly made it rather drab now that the splash of red was gone. (The red was a boat, but that’s not important.)

But of course, it could have been any color, right? I don’t really think about that stuff. It could have been any color. I’m only fifteen (fourteen when I wrote the story) and I know how important this stuff is. 

 Look, I work with lots of filmmakers and I also write screenplays. It’s important, I promise. There’s literally a class called Film Aesthetics in my department, and it showed a French movie where the colors of the French flag were used and they had to take notes on when. It’s important.

Honestly, there have been countless comments in workshop about how the symbol isn’t clear enough, or whether a costume is in character. There was a debate on whether the song that the character was whistling fit the overarching theme. One film played with flashbacks, and we wanted to know why different color filters were placed over each one, in different colors for different kinds. 

If you ship rucas, that’s wonderful! You do you. We are not saying that you must interpret Lucas’ sweatshirt with the cat/Brooklyn on it means lucaya is endgame. You can say that it’s a false lead, or maybe he’s thinking about how he feels about Maya, so he can come to the conclusion of his platonic feelings for her. Or, when Riley wore Maya costuming motifs, you could say it may be a similar reason for Lucas. 

Like, acknowledging that these things are important doesn’t mean surrendering to the other ship. You can have different interpretations of them, you just have to acknowledge them. It breaks my heart, and I know the heart of the others in my department to see this happen to the things we create. I hope people are not as dismissive of my future works as they are of this show. 

TL;DR Details. Are. Important. Artists care about what is going to happen for their future works. They care about what certain things represent. You don’t have to agree with other shippers’ interpretations, just acknowledge that there is thought put into costuming. 

@theowldetective @bmgmw

Thoughts after the Speak Your Language Day

I wondered for a while whether this post should be written in English or in Spanish but, for reasons that will be disclosed later, I decided to switch back to English, now that the day is over.

So, I jumped into this wagon of the Speak Your Language Day after I saw the post being reblogged by Nana. I honestly didn’t know what to expect, but it sounded like a great idea at the time and I have to say the results surpassed my expectations entirely. I said, when it was still the 7th, that I was going to post my thoughts later because I felt like my dashboard was a ‘caldo antropológico’, meaning 'anthropological broth’: a lot of things were brewing and being discovered, a lot of attitudes and thoughts were being disclosed and it was fantastic to see them happen. 

First, let’s talk about my experience here on Tumblr. Yesterday, I discovered that the vast majority of the almost 900 blogs I follow and of the 2k+ followers I have are not native English speakers. I knew we were many but I didn’t know to what extent. I also discovered I have more followers that speak my language than I originally knew, which is insane but, let’s face it, most of the times we don’t even know each other’s names unless stated in an about link or sidebar, so it happens. I saw people talking in Russian, Greek, Finnish, Dutch, Portuguese, Italian, you name it. And Spanish, a lot of Spanish, and here I was, thinking I only had like 5 followers who knew my language. Anita talked to me in Russian and I answered in Spanish, and I learned that some Russian words seem super long but their translation isn’t so and now I want to know how they’re pronounced. I asked for quotes and I got them in many languages, Bulgarian and Greek were two of my personal favorites. We ended up discussing the differences between languages that weren’t our own but others studied, and I learned a lot. All in all, it was like a new world and I ended up wondering why the hell we haven’t done this before. There’s all these people with all these amazing cultures and I’m here with my mate (as in the beverage) and my pastelitos (as in these) watching the world go by in front of me. We should exchange recipes, songs, poetry, folk tales, tv shows, plays, everything. Why aren’t we doing it? I’m gonna do it, I’m gonna end up in your ask boxes very soon asking for recommendations, I’m invested in this cultural exchange now. 

On another note, let’s talk about the native English speakers I’ve seen in my dash today. I encountered two extremes: the ones feeling somewhat personally offended (?) for this and the ones who were super invested. I didn’t have an exchange with the first kind but I saw, for example, an Anon addressing this and the responses were not only amazingly interesting and led to a great debate, but were also IN DIFFERENT LANGUAGES. How fantastic is that? There were some comments regarding how English has been imposed to us not only by media and products but also because it’s a requirement for different stages of education as well as for job applications, disregards the actual need of the use of English in the work you’d be doing. I, for example, was required to have a certain level of the Cambridge ESOL Exams for college, I wouldn’t be able graduate without it. It was very interesting to see how different people take this issue and what they think about it, especially in different languages. On the other side, talking about the invested English speakers, I had an interesting day exchanging places with Emily: I normally talk to her in her native language and yesterday, she decided to talk in mine. That was even more than what I was expecting, I would have been ok with someone talking in English for me to respond in Spanish, but she went the extra mile and I thank her for it. 

Outside Tumblr, I decided to publish a fic in Spanish. I never do that, I tried it only once and never again but I thought it would be an interesting experiment (later I realized it was like closing the cycle, because Serena, who started this wild ride, writes Les Mis fics and that’s exactly what I decided to publish, but that’s another story). Anyway, you know what I’m talking about, we hardly ever write fics in our own language if we’re not English speakers and I’ve seen a post with over 30.000 notes to prove it. So, I did it, I wrote a little fic in Spanish and posted it on AO3 as the day begun. I discovered a lot of things of my own writing but, the most surprising thing was that someone left me a comment saying something along the lines of 'someone else who writes in Spanish! I wish I could write in English as well but all my fics are in Spanish’ among other things. And then I felt terrible. Because there’s people who not only can’t read in English but also can’t write in it and maybe have fantastic fanfiction that people wouldn’t read even if they could because we got used to not reading fanfiction unless it’s in English, hence the 30k+ post I linked before. And it has absolutely nothing to do with the canon of the material because there are USA high school AUs of things that are originally Japanese, French, happening in mythical AUs, etc. and we read it normally but we wouldn’t see it the same way if it was in our native language. I would barely flinch if I saw a character from a non-American nationality saying 'dude’ in a fic but if they say 'pibe’ it would feel weird. And it makes no sense. So, all in all, I decided to continue writing fics in Spanish once in a while and reading them too, no matter how much time of getting used to it takes. 

As a final note, I want to say that the reason why my blog is mainly in English is because, when it begun (almost 4 years ago) the fandoms I was in had here a majority of people who were not Spanish speakers. Most of the people I met in my first 6 months here were from all over the world and we used English as a bridge language because, sadly, I don’t speak their languages either. Even if it’s rather arguable and has many implications that are too complicated to narrate in this post, having learned English allowed us to communicate somehow and now I’m able to spend this day marveling at their amazing languages. If we hadn’t been speaking in the same language, we wouldn’t have talked in the first place, so I’m not resenting my choice of keeping this blog mainly en English, even if it’s an arguable choice in many ways. I love my language but it has its limitations and learning from others about things we lack of is an amazing way to expand it (for example, did you know that in Spanish we have 2 genders available in every case except for 3 demonstratives, one pronoun and one article, and adjectives agree in gender and number, so if a person chooses a non-binary gender and you want to say that they’re beautiful you have to say 'hermoso’ as in male or 'hermosa’ as in female? yeah, not good). If I didn’t use English, I wouldn’t have been able to talk to so many fantastic people who teach me things about their own languages and cultures, so I don’t resent it, but I also want to keep using my own language more than I normally do, especially while writing fanfiction, and, all in all, I think this day was a tremendous success. Thank you, Serena!

kingofkodak  asked:

This is just a suggestion, but you should really be re-posting photos in a way so that the artist gets the likes rather than your blog. As it is, I won't submitting to your blog again for that reason. My photo that you used has only two likes on my blog, but 16 on yours. To me, that is not right; in a way it feels like exploitation. I appreciate the fact that you used my photo, but I really do not like that I don't receive any likes from your page.

Yes, this is the old debate we had a lot since the beginning of this blog.
Maybe a little clarification first: We do not repost photos, we reblog photos. Huge difference! And we add a little comment to them. And yes, we also post submissions.

If we reblog a photo (the main-purpose of this blog), the original blog we reblog the photos from gets all the notes
If we post a photo-submission, the notes go to our blog, that is true. That’s just how Tumblr works.

That’s why submissions are a voluntary thing. Everyone is invited to submit photos to us to raise awareness for their photography and their blogs. But we do not force anyone. If photogs want us to show their photos to our followers, we gladly do that (as long as the photos follow our submission guidelines), and by doing so they also give us a little hint that their blogs exist. Because we don’t know each and every photographer on Tumblr. Even though we know a lot.

We do not accept link-submissions for various reasons. We stated all of them numerous times on our blog and they can also be found in our F.A.Q. on the navigation of this blog. Might be worth a read if you are interested in such things.

We don’t see @photosworthseeing as a service to raise notes on photos. We see our blog first and foremost as a supporting blog for the photography community on Tumblr. And we love what we do. And what we do is: Trying to give exposure to photographers on Tumblr and their work.

So, if you are only interested in raising notes on your photos, then… well… PWS might not be the right choice for you. Sad but true.

BUT we have a couple of great ways for your photos to be reblogged by us anyway: Take part in the “No Edit Friday” or “Seriously Edited Friday” events, or in any other of our frequent events. Most of them feature photos that should be posted on the original photographer’s blog. And chances are pretty huge that your photos will show up (as reblogs) on our blog.

If that all still feels like exploitation to you… well… then we are really sorry to hear that. We don’t see it that way, but everyone is entitled to their own opinion.

We nevertheless have a solution for you then: On the navigation of our blog, you will find a link called “Resources” with a huge list of other supporting blogs for original photography. Most of them accept link-submissions.

- Pete (admin)