having pussy is gender neutral. having cock is gender neutral. having tits is gender neutral. using 3 in one body wash, shampoo and conditioner is for men though
i hate no pulp orange juice like sorry my bad if I wanted to drink gatorade i would just do that
do you think that bread is the pulp of water...?
would you drink water with seeds and grasses in it
what is wrong with you people. do any of you know what water is
are you guys fucking okay? whats going on here
hatepilled-deactivated20220925
meowing instead of moaning
watching my mutual make posts i would unfollow other ppl for
this kid is 14 oh my god is no one teaching children to protect themselves online anymore…
Meanwhile us olds are like: I don’t have a carrd and I’m not reading yours
missy-tusara
Please don’t advertise your personal information, anyone could find that and use it however they want.
corvidcrits
Oh my fucking god it isn’t 1998 anymore no one cares
??? Wtf does this mean??? 80% of employers google you before hiring you, child predators use that info to groom kids, abusers use that info against victims, police/government track activists online? Do you honestly think the internet has gotten safer since 1998????
also don’t tell any rando who wanders onto your blog with unknown intentions the specifics of how they can trigger you???? no????
the fact that its not 1998 anymore is exactly WHY you should be more fucking careful. do you have any idea the tools people have now compared to then? the fact that its gotten exponentially easier to find people in real life based off online info while young people have gotten extremely comfortable sharing all their personal details is deeply concerning.
im sorry no one ever taught you internet safety but that is NOT because its not important anymore. ITS MORE IMPORTANT THAN IT EVER WAS. please listen to the people whove been on the internet longer than youve been alive. our intentions are good and internet safety is vital. especially if youre queer, which i know for a fact a lot of you are.
Listen, guys and gals and nonbinary pals. I know you’re going to think this is all overblown. But give me two minutes of your time.
My current roommate and I met on Tumblr. In the first three minutes I knew her I KNEW HER ADDRESS FROM HER ETSY. She only lived three miles down and one block over from me. Once we became friends, it took me literally fifteen minutes to drive to her house.
“Okay, but you guys are friends, roommates even, you love each other, what’s the problem?”
The problem is, this story doesn’t always have a happy ending.
The problem is, in another story I’m still 32, but she’s 15 instead of 43, and I’m an asshole.
The problem is, I am an adult. If a first meeting goes wrong, I have a car, a cell phone, and a tire iron in said car that I could defend myself with. What do you have?
The problem is, if you put identifying information out in the open, it could cross paths with someone who only lives 15 minutes away. And maybe they don’t care, and maybe they’re a chill person! That’s often the case.
But maybe they’re not.
“But I don’t put that kind of information—”
Listen. I’m gonna tell you I went to high school at General McLane and grew up by the cove. I’m going to mention that I HATED walking to my bus stop because it was out by the highway. At some point in our conversations, I mention that I’m walking down to the corner to get some ice cream.
Go onto Google and see how long it takes you to figure out, within a quarter-mile radius, where I grew up.
I can tell you how long it took me, using only the information I just provided you: two minutes. I looked up the school and got the address. That gave me the town name. I put that into Google Maps. I found Edinboro Lake and another body of water near it. Zoomed in on the streets near that second body of water, and boom. Cove Drive, right next to an ice cream shop, opening onto a highway.
You now have a radius of less than two blocks where I might have lived.
Do you feel a little less safe putting that information out there? You should. Because I didn’t use any special programs, any elite hacking knowledge. I used nothing but Google, the name of a high school, and two offhand conversational mentions, and in two minutes I’d narrowed it down to a single block. Go ahead—try it yourself.
And yes—I can do this for my roommate, too, even having never been to her hometown. All I need to know is the name of her town and a story about crossing the street and a neighbor’s yard to get to the Walmart.
Do not put this information out there, guys. 95% of people you will meet online are legit. Many are delightful.
But some are not. And those are the ones you need to watch for.
THIS. Almost 20 years ago, I took a class on internet security. Nothing fancy, just an overview of the ways that people with bad intentions can gain access to your accounts and information. The number one security risk? People. You. It doesn’t matter how safe you make your systems when a tiny bit of social engineering and half a brain cell can get you to give them the info they need.
Our “final exam” was to find all of the information that we could on the teacher. Now, he supposedly knows everything that you should and shouldn’t do, right? So we shouldn’t be able to come up with much. Except, apparently I’m really good at finding info on the internet. I managed to find his hometown, high school, year of graduation, and even yearbook pictures. I passed the class, but it just goes to show that any schmoe can come up with enough info to track you down and hurt you.
That list of ‘just the basics’ filled me with a feeling of disbelief and horror.
There was someone years ago who tracked down information about my partner (in an argument about gun ownership, where they were anti-gun, hilarious) and was posting threatening indirect messages with his general location, workplace, and car.
They didn’t stop until I got involved and pointed out that what they were doing was fucked up, and also said if they WERE going to attempt to make good on their threats, that I don’t have to be a good shot to hit someone coming up our driveway (I’m not saying I’m violent, but listen, don’t think you can threaten someone who’s armed when your stance is that guns are bad lmao).
It is not a joke. Don’t trust anyone downplaying the importance of internet literacy. You have no idea what their motives are.
when i was 10 or so i was deathly afraid of vampires so i stole the garlic powder from my mom’s spice cabinet and kept it in my coat pocket and if i was out at night with like my parents and thought someone was acting really sus i’d try to surreptitiously sprinkle a lil garlic powder on them
like imagine a weird little girl deciding you failed her vibe check and promptly seasoning you
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This is hilarious once you know he’s not dead.
i want you all to know that there is an artist (carmen papalia) who, after he started using a white cane, assembled a 12 foot long white cane and began using it in downtown vancouver. the length of the cane made it functionally useless as a device and the only purpose it served was making him an obstacle for sighted people. dare i say… 2019 goals
davidlieberman
therapist to sighted patient: long cane isnt real and it cant hurt you
carmen papalia:
[id: a dimly lit photo of carmen papalia using his 12 foot “long cane” piece. he walks casually behind it. the cane takes up the majority of both the photograph and the sidewalk.]
Okay I went to a conference where this guy was a keynote and he’s so fucking cool. He’s done a ton of art around disability rights. The twelve-foot cane is really cool, but here are some of my other favourites:
From the series on replacing his cane, this is one where he replaced his cane with a megaphone and would stand at intersections repeating “I can’t see” until somebody would stop and help him cross the street
Another cane replacement, this time replacing it with a high school marching band who would change the music depending on if there was something in the way or not.
A museum intervention where he got people at the MET to go through the museum with their eyes closed and experiencing touching things he’d gotten permission to touch (the floor in this image) and just exploring a visual art museum blind.
The Blind Field Shuffle, in which he has dozens of people form a conga line behind him with their eyes closed and leads them on a blind tour of the city - literally the blind leading the blind.
Wish I could find a better photo, but this is a museum gallery he curated where the works are almost at floor height, making them accessible to children, little people, and people in wheelchairs, but requiring abled people to bend down or sit on the floor in order to see them properly.
In short, this man is amazing and I love his work.
……okay, that last one is my absolute favorite
Sometimes when I am talking to someone about the ADA service dog law I can tell that they are judgmental about how "loose" the requirements are and I never know how to explain like... No... That is the beauty of it...
The frustrating thing is that the problems we have in the US aren't due to our legislation being lax but actually due to people not KNOWING the contents of the legislation... Business owners explicitly have recourse in the ubiquitous "lady has an aggressive dog with a fake vest that is completely untrained and misbehaves in the store/cafe/whatever", they just don't know the fucking law so they generally go "oh no I CANT ask that person to leave, they have a VEST on their dog" and then a month later tell legit handlers that now NO dogs are allowed bc of some bad apples or whatever, which, is illegal,
The focus on 'fakes' distracts from the main point which is that ANY dog which is not under the handler's control can and should be asked to leave. Whether the dog is task trained is actually not relevant and doesn't make sense to focus on. A service dog must be under the handler's control, period.
I just... Wish.... There was any education at all about the ADA... Sigh
At some point I was trained on ADA guidelines, it’s not actually difficult and I’ve never had an issue with service animals. Someone with a well-trained non-service dog would be fine.
But it’s not the owners of well trained dogs causing problems, of course, and this The Customer is Always Right shit does not help.
People are ableist and don’t give a flying fuck.
vampireapologist-archive-deacti
Tbh that guy is LUCKY he didn’t even have time to grab me bc only two years prior I had to be Forcibly removed from the Wizard of Oz cast party after I, a member of the lullaby league, visciously bit the tin man. I LOVED biting people and I was WAITING for an excuse
Everyone who’s been talking to me knows i’ve been working on this comic about wlws and cats for a while and i’m so so happy it’s finally here!!! :D
idea stolen from this post :’3
So many people posting about the Dragon Age 4 concept art are completely missing this gem.
This guy leaning on his sword, telling some sort of behemoth to give him a minute while he catches his breath is the most Dragon Age nonsense I have ever seen. This is the kinda crap Hawke would pull.
this guy has massive zevran vibes
this was supposed to be funnier than it actually came out
fairygodrobot
youve done it! youve boiled being in your early twenties down to its bare essentials!
yeahitscrossedmymind
Big mood
alliance-pathfinder-deactivated
I think the first time i adopted a fictional son, it was Mass Effect 2. You fight hordes of bad guys, grab this giant tank-made alien war machine of a now dead man, and put it on your ship. Then, you get asked if you want to have this undoubtably violent alien awoken on your ship, with no idea how it will react to you. And I chose to essentially birth this hulking mass of a gamble. I let him pick his own name, and then I raise him, help him to grow up big and strong. And then every time I see him, he’s excited to see me. I keep him from getting arrested, and I’m gonna buy him noodles. What I’m saying is that Urdnot Grunt is my Son and I love him.
There he goes, I couldn’t be prouder
my roommates being obnoxious again so,
share with me the songs you’d least want to hear while having sex
boethiah