The problem with Bethesda's stories isn't bad writing, but a lack thereof.

I know it’s been said a lot, but I’ve been thinking a lot lately about just why Bethesda’s take on the Fallout series never clicked with me. Well, there’s a lot of mechanical reasons, but it’s also because the writing is just… bad. At least, that’s what I thought. But I’ve come to realise that the writing isn’t necessarily bad, it’s more that there isn’t any at all.

Spoilers for Fallout 3, Fallout: New Vegas and Fallout 4 below.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

i love you writing, but i hate that you seem to promote promiscuity and drug use. people look up to you and they might get the idea that what you do is okay.

one. slut shaming is not cute. i like sex. i like orgasms. the people i have sex with like sex and like orgasms. everything is safe, sane, and most importantly, consensual. no one is getting hurt, unless the hurting was agreed upon by all parties before hand. gtfo outta here with your sexual negativity and (internalized) misogyny.

two. i like weed. i live in washington, where weed is legal. i do not consume any intoxicants and drive. i do not consume any intoxicants and operate heavy machinery. gtfo outta here with your puritanical prohibitionist attitudes.

three. i’m not a fucking role model, its not my goal to be a role model. though i’m probably a damn good goal to be: i have a career, i have/own a house. i have a car. all my bills are paid on time. my brows are fleek the fuck out. i get dicked down on a semi-regular basis. 

four. my blog. my fucking rules. don’t like it? the unfollow button is in the goddamn corner. 


Welcome to New World Next Week - the video series from Corbett Report and Media Monarchy that covers some of the most important developments in open source intelligence news. This week:

Story #1: Trump Names Rabid Cannabis Prohibitionist as Drug Czar

Story #2: The BBC Looks At “How Western Civilization Could Collapse”

Story #3: The Alt-Media Purge In Full Swing

One of the problems that the marijuana reform movement consistently faces is that everyone wants to talk about what marijuana does, but no one ever wants to look at what marijuana prohibition does. Marijuana never kicks down your door in the middle of the night. Marijuana never locks up sick and dying people, does not suppress medical research, does not peek in bedroom windows. Even if one takes every reefer madness allegation of the prohibitionists at face value, marijuana prohibition has done far more harm to far more people than marijuana ever could.
—  Richard Cowan

The Glen Tavern Inn is a haunted turn or the century hotel in Santa Paula California. The building was built in 1911, in the style reminiscent of Tudor England. The building was a hangout for Prohibitionists, and a speakeasy, as well as brothel and gambling house. The history of the inn has seen some dark days. Most recently a man hung himself in one of the rooms closets,and has some ghosts as a result. Guests have reported seeing a child’s ghost running around the halls, and an apparition of a woman stalking the grounds. The more darker and tormented spirits include a man named Calvin shot to death over a card game in room 307. 307 has another disturbing story, it is said that a prostitute was beheaded, and left in the closet. The Tavern has been investigated by many people, the most famous of which are the Ghost Adventures crew.

Daigo Explains himself.

“Hello folks. A lot of you have mentioned lately that I was a bit too edgy. And you know what? you were right! I used to be the loveable town drunk who could not help himself when it came to happy hour and burned down more bars than an angry prohibitionist with a nuclear flame thrower. I admit those were happier days before my past caught up with me and suddenly realized how much I hated people. What kind of people? all people! tall ones, short ones, ones in silly hats. If it was a person chances are I would have turned them into modern expressionistic art visa vi 300 style. But, having said that, I did go down a dark path because of it all. do you know what changed? well for starters, Moira refused to leave me in a corner all by myself. Nope, she grabbed me by the fire balls and dragged me out of my depression….right into the line of fire of my now rogue zombie plant slaves. Jokes on them though, I’m fire, they’re plants. And much like a liars trousers they are not long for this world. The other thing that changed was that my Friend Ves would NOT have been cool with all that I was doing and it’s only taken me now to realize that. Again, you can all thank Moira for that. So what’s next for me? well, it’s not going to be more of the brooding anime swordsman…but at the same time, I cant just ignore everything that’s going on either. This world got screwed big time. But perhaps instead of tightening the screw’s hold on things perhaps I should unscrew it. Do my bit as it were. So teaming up with Moira now and hopefully we can do some good together. Meanwhile, she’s also going to help me find my sense of humor. It’s down there but she’s gonna need a BIG shovel to dig it up. So who knows what’s going to happen? Probably a bit of the same with a pinch of newness with a bit of insanity blended into it. But more than anything, while I dont think I can ever let go of what happened to Ves…I think I can begin to not let it make me a creature of darkness anymore either. Though at this point the chances of Tarek taking me back are slim to none, SO ITS OFF TO THE CIRCLE BABY! maybe I can do work as a body guard? fire breather? who knows? but one thing is for certain, things are looking up! the future is bright! that or Moxie set my house on fire……better double check. Well, as they say in Canada, peace oot!”


Submission call for the winter issue of Working It: Stigma and Violence
(I know, the illustrations aren’t on theme)

Based around the December 17th memorial and call to end violence against sex workers, this issue explores the violence sex workers of all trades face: violence enshrined in law, socially sanctioned violence, the violence of stigma, including the extralegal (but winked at) violence of serial killers, families, foster care and social workers as well as the prison system against us.

Firsthand personal accounts and stories
writings about legally sanctioned violence (such as the laws in Oakland that make it mandatory for a landlord to kick out a sex worker)
the ways the law allows people–from social workers to law enforcement–to take advantage of, extort, assault us

The violent ways that law enforcement talks about us (a Portland DA referring to child commercial sexual exploitation as “the juicy stuff”)
The way our lived experiences are taken from us along WITH our lives to promote the agendas that hurt us
The prohibitionists who refer to us as fuck meat and the violence that does

AS WELL AS ART along any theme, not just violence

And the usual columns:

Client hall of shame

Go to Health: stis, sexual and emotional health

Tales from the shift (your best, worst, or funniest interactions at work)

Spread legal–new laws, laws in other areas, upcoming laws and pushes for end demand

Pets and money are always cheering!

Sex worker friendly medical and health providers anywhere that you know of

And reports of BAD DATES, again Portland specific but I will take anywhere and publicize it everywhere I have access too to make sure it reaches people.


Like, okay, take it micro.

You have this poor person. They’re hungry and they can afford like mcdonalds sometimes or sometimes just Doritos or chips from the vending machine.

And prohibitionists are like “that’s fucked! We’re against capitalism AND you having to live like this! We’ll save you!” and they take away the mcdonalds. “Now you can’t poison yourself!” they say, but they haven’t given the person more money for better food, or cheaper good food, or any options, so now the person is stuck with the even worse crap from the vending machine.

But vending machines are also illegal! DIDN’T SEE THAT COMING DID YOU?

that’s what it’s like.

I can’t sleep because I’m so angry even though I have to wake up at seven for work and be calm and level headed and supportive for other angry people in crisis.

There’s a war on poverty happening in this country and this world, not a war to eradicate poverty but a war to eradicate the poor and regardless of their “wah wah I’m against capitalism AND sex work!” twaddle feminists are FIRMLY on the side of those eradicating the poor.

I mean I highly doubt these tumblrites actually do real life advocacy work for anyone, let alone sex workers, but for the prohibitionists who DO spend real world time trying to “help” sex workers, you don’t see them throwing themselves into advocating for ANYTHING that would actually help the most vulnerable and at risk sex workers, the ones they say they’re so concerned about.

They aren’t advocating for inclusionary income zoning.
They aren’t writing letters or harassing the government to spend more funding on shelters and day centers.
They aren’t out there when sex workers lose everything after being outed, helping them create an alternate to returning to sex work.
They aren’t funding or begging for funding for ACTUAL exit programs–Canada’s is now notorious but it’s far from the only embarrassingly and tellingly inadequate “exit fund.”
They aren’t supporting sex workers who ARE working for change and against sexual assault and harassment.
They aren’t supporting legislative efforts to get sex workers more protections.
They aren’t writing to damn’d further protections from cops, even tho it’s beyond clear that cops are the scariest force in the states today.
And, hello, they aren’t out in the streets helping sex workers stay safe, no strings attached.

Prohibitionist feminists are one trick ponies and their one trick is to end us. It has nothing to do with ending capitalism or helping poor women, and everything to do with keeping poor women down and unable to access safety.

anonymous asked:

I get that we're complicit in supporting other unethical industries (ag, garment, etc) but can't we still be critical of men's buying sexual services? It's too reflective of heteronormative performative standards pushed on women and entrenched with misogyny and effects of rape culture. Plus they can opt out of "buying sex" much more easily than other service products. Surely we don't have to support every problematic industry simply because we support others? That's like saying I spilled milk

(Cont) spilled milk so now I have to burn the house down

Of course we don’t have to support every problematic industry just because we support others—I feel like you’re new here, as that’s an ongoing ethical dilemma (although not one I have about the sex industry): How to live in this world with as little complicity as possible with the brutality and cruelty of it.

But what you’re asking—I mean you’re obviously not IN the sex industry—so you’re asking that I support the abolition of something that paid for my college, that pays my rent in a nice apartment, that pays for my car insurance and my dogs’ health insurance and healthcare. Without the sex industry I would still be making minimum wage in a daycare or $12/hr as a nanny. I don’t know if you’ve tried to live solely on those numbers, or if you have a family or a partner to help you: life on those numbers is not pleasurable. It is not worth living. It is stressful and tense and involves asking yourself which thing that you need can you go without in order to get this other thing that you need.

The world you prohibitionists dream of—the without patriarchy and racism and imperialism—it isn’t real yet. You don’t know what it will look like when it finally happens, but your insistence on focusing on eradicating MY livelihood as the ultimate manifestation of patriarchy WILL NOT bring that world into being. It won’t. And in the meantime it will put hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of women back into low income or starvation situations that you have no answer to because rather than focusing on frantically and vocally organising to raise minimum wage, change the structure of agriculture, insist on rent stabilisation in all these cities that are rapidly gentrifying, pour money into dv shelters and fight against sexual assault—all your feminist Prohibitionist energy has gone into this one area that increasing studies are proving to be not at all like you think it is. Until your world exists you HAVE to focus on the other parts: making a world where poor women can live. Poor people, people of colour.

Otherwise this heated and myopic focus on the sex industry reveals itself for what it is, an insistence on holding a certain specific morality and metaphysical value of sex for women to be more important than women’s ability to eat, stay safe, feed their families, have a quality of life, and stay ALIVE.

Tldr: If you aren’t in the sex industry, your feelings about it need to take a backseat to listening to those who are and supporting is in what we say we need.


The Rise and Fall and Rise of Absinthe,

Today the liquor absinthe is making a comeback.  Thought not as popular as gin, vodka, rum, or whiskey, there was a time when absinthe was one of the most popular spirits offered in saloons around Europe and the United States.  Absinthe is traditionally an anise flavored liquor distilled from Artemesia absinthium (grand wormwood), green anise, fennel, and other botanicals.  Once distilled the remaining spirit usually has a green color. Absinthe also typically has a high alcohol volume, typically 90 to 150 proof.

Like most liquors and liqueurs, absinthe was originally developed as a medicine.  Credit typically goes to a physician from Switzerland named Pierre Ordinaire.  From there the recipe was passed down until absinthe distilleries sprouted up all over Europe.  Absinthe didn’t become popular until the mid 19th century, when it was issued to French troops as a prophylactic against malaria, particularly in French colonies in Africa and Southeast Asia.  Soldiers developed a taste for the liquor and spread its popularity all over the world.

The golden age of absinthe occurred from around the late 19th and early 20th century.  By then absinthe could be found in every restaurant, bistro, bar, and saloon in Europe and the East Coast of the United States.  It was a drink for all classes, from poor to rich, although quality differed from brand to brand.  Some famous drinkers of absinthe included Ernest Hemingway, Picasso, Vincent van Gogh, Oscar Wilde, and Aleister Crowley.  As absinthe spread across the world many different cocktails were created.  One popular cocktail from New Orleans was sazerac, which was a combination of cognac or rye, absinthe, and Peychuad’s bitters.  The popular way to drink absinthe was to added 3 or 4 ounces of cold water to an ounce liquor, as well as a sugar cube for sweetness.  This method often involved a special ritual involving a unique absinthe glass, sugar spoon, and other mixing devices.

The fall of of absinthe began in the early 20th century, mostly due to two groups; the prohibitionists and the winemakers.  The booming absinthe market cut into the business of French winemakers (as well as english gin distillers and various whiskey distillers).  This led to a call for restrictions on absinthe to quash competition.  Because it was the most popular drink of the day, prohibitionists (those who want to ban alcohol) also put absinthe in their sights.  The attack on absinthe centered around a trace chemical in the spirit called thujone.  It was believed that thujone in absinthe caused psychedelic effects.  Today modern studies have proved this notion false, but the prohibitionist latched onto the idea, touting claims that absinthe caused madness and a breakdown of morals. There were even accounts of men and women murdering their friends and family’s due to “green madness”. As a result, absinthe was branded “the green fairy” and “the green devil”.  One critic claimed,

“Absinthe makes you crazy and criminal, provokes epilepsy and tuberculosis, and has killed thousands of French people. It makes a ferocious beast of man, a martyr of woman, and a degenerate of the infant, it disorganizes and ruins the family and menaces the future of the country.”

 In Switzerland, an alcoholic named Jean Lanfray drank excessive amounts of beer, wine, brandy and schnapps, followed by a glass of absinthe.  He then murdered his entire family.  Absinthe took the blame, and the Swiss government banned it in 1905.  Shortly afterword, most countries in Europe and North American banned absinthe as well.  The last major blow to absinthe was when it was banned in France, the number one consumer of the liquor.

Absinthe remained illegal in most countries throughout the 20th century.  It wasn’t until a resurgence in popularity for the drink that governments began to look into the dangers of absinthe.  After several scientific studies it was conclusively determined that absinthe has no hallucinogenic properties.  In fact the only potent chemical in the liquor was the alcohol itself.  Today absinthe is legal in most places in the world, and is slowly gaining popularity.

Not the biggest fan of Alan Moore or V For Vendetta, esp the movie, but I think the point about integrity is one of the most important points ever, especially as a sex worker.

As women we’re constantly told that our integrity is tied to our chastity and fidelity, to the (very low!) amount of partners we have and our loyalty to them, whether requested or not.
This is what feeds the Prohibitionist arguments that sex work is the ultimate in damaging, if you’re having meaningless sex, what is that doing to your integrity? How can you have integrity when you genitals are so… Available?!

But integrity isn’t located in your junk.

Integrity is deep inside you, something no one can touch or tarnish, and only you can damage it or destroy t or give it away.
It’s connected to honor and ethics and conducting yourself in a way you can always be proud of; of being honest and true to your word and saying what you mean and meaning what you say, and pride, pride in yourself and what you do and the meaning you give with your life.

Integrity is what we have, and it’s all we have, and it’s the most important thing in the world to me.

foul-mouthed-hufflepuff  asked:

Hi, I hope you haven't answered this question somewhere and I can't find it. I saw a post of yours about prohibitionist feminists, and I realized that, despite saying that I'm all about sex workers' rights, I haven't actually done anything to help. The last thing on the list of things that prohibitionists don't do was, "they aren’t out in the streets helping sex workers stay safe, no strings attached." I'd love to know the best way to actually do that. Google isn't being super helpful.

I’m bad at tagging but also I don’t think I’ve answered this recently. And it’s going to be a two parter cuz I leave in five minutes to do outreach but it’s dead as hale!

So the best thing to do will vary by location. If you’re in a big city, any city in the world, it’s pretty much guaranteed there’s some kind of swer org doing advocacy work. You can message me privately and I can help you find it if you want.
So helping ACTUAL by sex worker, for sex worker grassroots orgs is the best, and we always need help: we need physical bodies at events, we need help fliering, doing educational outreach, writing letters, doing street outreach, &c.

If you’re in a big city or someplace small without a sex work org presence, wherever you are, one of the greatest things you can do is have conversations with other civilians about sex worker rights, write letters to city and state legislators in support of any bills that are good or writing to add nuance and protest anti-sex worker anti-trafficking bills and suggesting changes that wouldn’t HURT people while also HELPING vulnerable people. RHYA is a good example of this.
If you’re in a city that’s threatening backpage r implementing

Oops my time is up! I’ll finish this tomorrow but these are definite dos!

Game of Snobbery 05x04: A Book Reader’s Recap

For Game of Thrones Season 5 Episode 4: “Sons of the Harpy”

So we open with our two favorite morally white bros, but as always St. Tyrion takes priority. Watch as Jorah unloads his frustrations onto a Peter Dinklage-sized dummy! Laugh as St. Tyrion regales us with “Mary Had a Little Lamb” (was it supposed to be Rains?). And ignore the fact that he only brings up Varys’s little birds now that we’re past the retconning of the Spider’s motives.

Keep reading


The Skeleton Army vs. the Salvation Army,

Today the Salvation Army are known as a charitable religious organization dedicated to helping the poor and providing disaster relief.  They operate numerous non-profit second hand stores, shelters, drug rehab facilities, and especially make themselves known with their red buckets and bells during Christmas time.

While today there is little controversy over the Salvation Army and their operations, in the late 19th century, they were met with both praise and very harsh scorn. Founded in 1865 in England, the Salvation Army was not only a charitable religious organization, but a very militant progressive reform organization that sought to reform society at its most fundamental levels.  They were a very puritanical organization which actively sought to restrict things such as gambling, dancing, prostitution, theaters, secular music, and various others things that people considered fun.  What especially earned the Salvation Army’s scorn from the common people was that they were prohibitionists; they actively sought the complete and total illegalization of alcohol.  When the Salvation Army marched into town, they did so not only to help the poor and convert people to Jesus, but to close down all the saloons, theaters, dancing halls, gambling dens, and bordellos.

While the Salvation Army was dedicated to helping the lower class out of poverty, they often found the staunchest opposition from those they sought to help.  In Southern England in the 1880’s, many different towns and cities formed what were called “Skeleton Armies” to combat the Salvation Army.  Formed mostly from lower class and middle class peoples, they were called Skeleton Armies because they commonly carried skull and crossbone flags and banners while wearing similar skeleton themed regalia. When the Salvation Army paraded in the streets, the Skeleton Army too would follow, often laughing, jeering, and insulting their opposites. They would also pelt Salvationists with eggs, rotten vegetables, and animal dung.  Sometimes confrontations between the Salvationists and Skeletons led to violence and brawling in the streets.  In some instances Salvation Army headquarters and barracks were subjected to vandalism and acts of arson. 

The rivalry between the Skeletons and Salvationists peaked in 1889, with scores of demonstrations and riots occurring across England.  Despite various insults and acts of violence, the Salvation Army refused to back down.  In the 1890’s the Skeleton Army movement began to pitter out.  Most Skelton Armies had disbanded by 1893.

anonymous asked:

In addition to decriminalization, rights, and support for sex workers, would you ideally be in favor of the eventual non-existence of the sex industry through the hypothetical elimination of the patriarchy, rape culture, etc and alternative opportunities/work for sex workers?

You’re talking about a utopia that doesn’t exist yet but that looks a lot like the Prohibitionist ideal (of a sex work free world). I can only say it’s more complicated than that.

I don’t know what personal relationships will look like in this patriarchy free world, what if there are still people like me who prefer no strings attached physical hookups now and then but are too busy for and don’t want the bother of emotionally care taking other people yet? Will there be singles bars for us to sort through one night stands or can we just go to multigender clubs or houses and without all the conversation and filtering find someone we like and get physical?

At it’s best, that’s what sex work is: physical attention and affection for money. My energy that goes into being physically affectionate toward you is compensated by cash in the same way that my energy that went into being physically affectionate with the kids I’ve nannied for or worked with at the daycare was compensated by minimum wage.

This utopia seems to presume that we’ll all be on the emotional same page, all having meaningful sex in committed relationships, or safe one night stands where no one gets emotionally attached. It’s once again assuming we all share the same metaphysical value of physical intimacy, and I don’t. And I know I’m not the only one.

If I knew that strippers were being paid and taken care of, with health insurance and workman’s comp and that any violations against them were taken seriously I would LOVE to go to strip clubs. We’re talented and amazing.

I don’t think that the desire to feel special and get physical affection is an oppressive outgrowth of patriarchy, I think it’s something a lot of people share, and I’m happy to provide it for a price that reimburses the energy it takes, just like it takes energy to coax your partner into a better mood after a shitty day at work.

But I do want that imperialism free, capitalism free, patriarchy and racism and misogyny free world. I just think neither of is knows what it will look like and we have different ideals of it.