harvey space

This morning I was thinking about the LGBT+ community I know vs the LGBT+ community now, and something dawned on me. The LGBT+ community doesn’t respect its predecessors. Gay culture has changed drastically over the last 10 years, and I’m okay with us moving forward naturally with what people within the community naturally want - I’m not okay with us shitting on the past, erasing the past, degrading the past, as we do so.

The LGBT+ flag is topical so I’m going to start there. During the aids crisis, we never gave up. People were faced with something that was killing them on a biological level, and they said “Fuck you”. People had “going away” parties after being diagnosed where they would go out and drink and drink and drink, not going home for days, they would kill themselves because they didn’t want to let aids have the last say - they said “Fuck you, I control my life, I control when I die”. Other people, even some of the first to be diagnosed while they were still giving out numbers with each new diagnosis, are still alive today - they said “Fuck you, I’m going to take everything I can and do everything I can, you are not taking me, bitch”. We added a black line for those people. And now people think that those struggles don’t deserve that colour any more, that instead of using the pride flags they already have for the intersection of race and LGBT+ issues, they can appropriate all of those deaths.

Punks and rockers in the 70s and 80s stood by gay people, we shared our fashion sense and our flare for the dramatic, bright hair colours and clothes that stood out. Punks and rockers got beaten up for being presumed gay. The leather and spikes in the metal community were popularized because gay artists in that community wore those things on stage - it came from gay culture. And now those very bands and communities have to constantly remind people that they’re left-leaning, that they’re for gay rights, that they’re against systems of power - because somewhere down the line someone decided that gay culture was now flower crowns and unicorns, and that the other subcultures have been against us all along.

Drag queens and leather and revealing clothes are constantly pictured online with captions saying that they’re inappropriate at Pride. Fucking Pride - a protest, a party, a celebration of all of the wild and wonderful aspects that we incorporated into our culture when we said “We’re outside of the norm and so are you, so lets rock it together”. They were our body guards, they took the brunt of the insults and violence while those who were afraid hung back and looked “normal”. They are our history. They are the communities we stood with because we all understood what it was like to be ostracized and judged, and we accepted each other, and we became stronger together. Pride is a protest and a party in one, it’s not a safe space, it was never supposed to be - and if you’re okay with a woman wearing nothing but a lacy thong and marching at a Free The Nipple protest with “Slut” on her chest in permanent marker, as I see so many of the people who decry Pride outfits celebrating, it’s a giant fucking double standard to not be okay with revealing outfits at Pride. If you’re okay with someone dressed as a slutty unicorn at a Slut Walk, then why aren’t you okay with leather short shorts and a leash at Pride?

And alcohol!? People complaining about the alcohol in the gay community are so utterly unaware of our history. Gay bars were our first real “Safe Spaces”, Harvey Milk and other incredible gay activists rose to popularity partially because of their incredible personalities, their parties, their fun and kind nature, how they welcomed people in and offered them drinks and fun and friendship with no question. Our history is full to the brim with proof that being fun and exciting and rebellious was what drew people to us.

And the one that grinds my gears the most is slurs - is how everyone is so quick to be offended by words. That’s not what the gay community has ever stood for. The film “Pride” said it best when it said that when we’re called a name, we take it and we run with it. The “Pits and Perverts” concert happened because the newspapers called us perverts and we said “That’s catchy”. You can’t take away people’s power by giving that word all of the power and then saying that only bad people can use it, only people that hate you can use it - because now the word means “I hate you, I have power over you, you disgust me” - you take their power by making the word meaningless, by taking the word and going “ours now”. That was one of the staples of the LGBT+ community, a motto that we all lived by. But now people talk about how those words have “always been used to oppress us”, as if that never happened.

Y'all act like you want the world to think that LGBT+ people are pastel coloured, young, innocent, harmless angels - we’re rebels, we bring the fun, we bring the energy, we fight to the death and we’ve won over and over and over again; we wear our hair big and bright, we wear our labels on our chest, not because we want to ~normalize~ and ~raise awareness~ but because we’re daring the world to fucking try it, because we’re saying to the homophobes “I’m not scared of you” and we’re taking their power and their words. This modern LGBT+ community isn’t doing that, it’s screaming “Think of the children!” like the conservatives of old, it’s insisting that we’re quaint, middle class, and “just like you”, instead of “Fuck you we don’t have to conform”. It’s becoming what we fought, it’s turning on its own members, past and present, for engaging in parts of our culture and our history.

~ Vape

Milky Way through the Clouds

This was shot at Harvey Dam approximately 125km south of Perth in Western Australia.

“This one was a near disaster. I drove 125km to this location only to be thwarted by cloud cover. My first thought was to get back in the car and head home but I decided to go ahead and keep shooting in the hope it would clear by the time I got to the more interesting bits and thankfully it did.”

“The Hoya red intensifier filter gives the clouds their colour and also makes some nebula stand out including the Carina Nebula on the right side of the image. A mining operation a few km away is the source of the light reflecting off the clouds in the middle. As always, the Large Magellanic Cloud is prominent near the bottom right.”

Credit: Flickr user inefekt69

Technical details:

50mm + Hoya red intensifier, 76 x 6 seconds, ISO 3200, f/1.8

+CSIRO science image

+Commission for Dark Skies

#Earth #Astronomy #Science #Space #Stars #MilkyWay #Galaxy #Nebula #Carina #LMC #Magellanic #Cloud #Panorama #Harvey #Australia #Astrophotography #LightPollution #Art #STEM #Education

https://plus.google.com/+RanthoMorule/posts/52rgMWUWycK

My collection is growing:

Venture Bros. Season 1-5
ATHF Season 1-8 (+ movie)
AUPS Season 1
Superjail! Season 2
Metalocalypse Season 1-3
Home Movies Season 1
Space Ghost Season 1
Harvey Birdman Season 1-2
Boondocks Season 2-3
Sealab 2021 Season 1-4
Eagleheart Season 1
Black Dynamite Season 1
Tim and Eric Season 2
Check it Out! Season 1
Rick and Morty Season 1
Frisky Dingo Season 1-2
Squidbillies Volume 1-3 and 5

Extras! (Sometimes played there or CN):

Adventure Time Season 1
Regular Show Season 1-2
Flapjack Volume 1
American Dad Volume 1

Sorry I went a little tag happy here, I just like having everything sorted out as perfectly as I can. I’m sure some people appreciate it.

          - [adult swim] fan

Wherefore art thou Gnomeo?

Drabble Challenge - Prompt 51 - “Where am I going? Crazy. Wanna come?” Filled for @cowandcalf   

Thank you for the prompt, I don’t gnome if you’ll like this… hehe.  Hope you enjoy it. :) 


“What the hell?”  Harvey exclaimed from the doorway of Mike’s new office.

His old coffee table was covered with approximately twenty garden gnomes, with pink and blue coloured hats.  Mike looked up from the gnome he’s painting Tara and Louis’ names on, and rolls his eyes.

“Say hello to my little friends,” he quips tiredly, putting down the paintbrush and stretching.  

When he’d said yes to helping Louis out with the wedding preparations, he hadn’t envisioned he would be hand painting garden gnomes as bonbonnieres, not to mention all the other obnoxious requests Louis had made.

“I warned you not to say yes, Louis had all the trademarks of a Groomzilla,”

“Thank you, that’s very helpful,“ He replied sarcastically.

Harvey leant against Mike’s desk, folded his arms and smirked, “I thought you came back here to help the needy, well that, and take your boyfriend on long lunches?”

Mike returned the smirk, “Louis qualifies as needy, doesn’t he?”

Harvey chuckled.

“As for taking my boyfriend on long lunches, I believe you were more than satisfied with your ‘Lunch’, yesterday.“

Harvey hummed, “It was delicious,” he agreed, walking behind the couch and pressing a few delicate kisses to Mike’s neck, followed by a peck on the forehead, before taking a firm grip on his shoulders, trying to massage a bit of tension out of them.  Mike closed his eyes and relaxed into the touch.

“Where is the Captain of the USS Insanity, anyway?”  Harvey enquired.

“Groomzilla has a final tasting tonight; he chose to drag Rachel along thankfully.”

As if Louis were gifted with psychic abilities, Mike’s phone started ringing.

“Shit,” Mike grumbled, checking the caller ID, “Speak of the Devil.”

‘Mike, I need a fourth opinion on these hors d'oeuvres, get down here now, these women are ganging up on me.’

‘Louis, I-’

‘Please, Mike.  Corner of 9th and Broadway.’ 

He hung up in Mike’s ear.

Mike sighed wearily, grumbling under his breath about shoving a garden gnome somewhere as he grabbed his coat from the back of the couch.  Harvey watched his boyfriend with amusement.

“Where are you going?  I thought I was getting dinner and a show tonight,” Harvey teased.

Mike smiled, despite himself, “Where am I going?  Crazy.  Wanna come?”

Harvey shrugged and followed Mike out the door. “I’ll follow you anywhere, Mr Gump.”

“We are definitely getting a wedding planner, I’m not doing any of this stuff for my own wedding,” Mike babbled as he hurried toward the lift, turning his head back to see that Harvey had stopped dead in his tracks.

“We?” Harvey asked, eyebrows reaching the heights of his forehead.

“Oh … I um, I meant-“ Mike stammered as Harvey caught up with him.

Crowding into Mike space, Harvey asked, “You mean to tell me that after only two months of dating me, you know I’m ‘the one’?”

Mike met his stare and grinned. “I’ve known since the day you started teasing me about my skinny ties,” he replied cockily.

Harvey grinned, and his eyes dropped to Mike’s lips.  “My only love sprung from my only hate,” he murmured, gently biting Mike’s bottom lip and grabbing him possessively by the ass, and pulling him against him.

“How dare you use Romeo and Juliet to insult my skinny ties!” He moaned into Harvey’s mouth, rutting against him.

“Mike, stop, you know how much I like it when you-”

“When I what?” Mike asked innocently, biting Harvey softly on the sensitive skin of his neck, and continuing to roll his hips slowly against him.

Harvey spun them, pressing Mike against the glass of Louis’ office.

“I love you, there will never be anybody else,” he avowed, “and I’ve always liked fall weddings, but…”

“But?” Mike asked, feeling a tickle of worry.

“But,” Harvey said with a wolfish grin, “First things first.  You know what happens when you bite my neck and grind against me?”

Mike’s breath caught, and a sly smile spread across his face.  “You fuck my brains out.” He confirmed.

“Good Boy,” Harvey praised, pulling Mike toward the library.

Louis could wait.

Authors Note:  Thanks for reading.  This is drabble number 5/8.  You can find the rest here - Millie’s Mini Marvey Musing’s

  • Nijimura: Name a word or phrase that starts with “pot”.
  • Akashi: Potluck.
  • Midorima: Pothead.
  • Kuroko: Potpie.
  • Aomine: Potato.
  • Nijimura:
  • GoM: [start laughing]
  • Aomine: The heck are laughing for?? Doesn’t it start with “pot”??
  • Nijimura: Yes, but… But, Aomine, no one says “pot-a-to”.