They should make liquids that can be tight.

If you ever get a message like this, guys, block ‘em and move on. This has been a PSA.

You think hackers would put a little more effort into their pages

I’m totally surprised some people are still falling for this bullsh*t

I’m not sure if that’s what they’re doing here, but many scams are shitty on purpose. Like Nigerian prince emails and soforth are usually riddled with errors so that only “soft targets” will fall for them. The idea is to filter out anyone who won’t fall for your scam, so you don’t waste time communicating with dud marks.

Also, there’s a possibility this is done with a bot. It might be manual but it might be a bot. If it’s a bot, it doesn’t matter how shitty it is, because the effort required to repeat with new marks is basically zero; you just keep going until you net someone.

When you say "even in canon this character is acting OOC" do you mean it as in "this character's canon dropped the ball on internal consistency with them" or do you mean "this character I normally relate to made a decision that I wouldn't have made" or do you mean "this character isn't acting like the fanon we developed by rotating them in our heads for 67295 combined hours away from the source material"?

Qwydion of Dragon Age Absolution.

I made a baby blanket for a pregnant woman at work and I went back and forth about it like “is this weird? To like hand make something for someone when we’re like friendly acquaintances not like bffs. God why are you so fucking awkward.” Anyway I gave it to her and she said she loved it and in the back of my head I’m like yea she’s nice and probably just humoring the weirdo. Well she texted me a picture this weekend of a scrunchy faced newborn at the hospital wrapped in the blanket I made her. And I’m like. Wow. She loved it so much she took it with her! To the hospital! To give birth! She wrapped her newborn it! I am just so filled with love and joy right now.

People will love the things you make them. Because you thought of them and you cared.

It’s time to bring an end to the Rape Anthem Masquerading As Christmas Carol

Hi there! Former English nerd/teacher here. Also a big fan of jazz of the 30s and 40s. 

So. Here’s the thing. Given a cursory glance and applying today’s worldview to the song, yes, you’re right, it absolutely *sounds* like a rape anthem. 

BUT! Let’s look closer! 

“Hey what’s in this drink” was a stock joke at the time, and the punchline was invariably that there’s actually pretty much nothing in the drink, not even a significant amount of alcohol.

See, this woman is staying late, unchaperoned, at a dude’s house. In the 1940’s, that’s the kind of thing Good Girls aren’t supposed to do — and she wants people to think she’s a good girl. The woman in the song says outright, multiple times, that what other people will think of her staying is what she’s really concerned about: “the neighbors might think,” “my maiden aunt’s mind is vicious,” “there’s bound to be talk tomorrow.” But she’s having a really good time, and she wants to stay, and so she is excusing her uncharacteristically bold behavior (either to the guy or to herself) by blaming it on the drink — unaware that the drink is actually really weak, maybe not even alcoholic at all. That’s the joke. That is the standard joke that’s going on when a woman in media from the early-to-mid 20th century says “hey, what’s in this drink?” It is not a joke about how she’s drunk and about to be raped. It’s a joke about how she’s perfectly sober and about to have awesome consensual sex and use the drink for plausible deniability because she’s living in a society where women aren’t supposed to have sexual agency.

Basically, the song only makes sense in the context of a society in which women are expected to reject men’s advances whether they actually want to or not, and therefore it’s normal and expected for a lady’s gentleman companion to pressure her despite her protests, because he knows she would have to say that whether or not she meant it, and if she really wants to stay she won’t be able to justify doing so unless he offers her an excuse other than “I’m staying because I want to.” (That’s the main theme of the man’s lines in the song, suggesting excuses she can use when people ask later why she spent the night at his house: it was so cold out, there were no cabs available, he simply insisted because he was concerned about my safety in such awful weather, it was perfectly innocent and definitely not about sex at all!) In this particular case, he’s pretty clearly right, because the woman has a voice, and she’s using it to give all the culturally-understood signals that she actually does want to stay but can’t say so. She states explicitly that she’s resisting because she’s supposed to, not because she wants to: “I ought to say no no no…” She states explicitly that she’s just putting up a token resistance so she’ll be able to claim later that she did what’s expected of a decent woman in this situation: “at least I’m gonna say that I tried.” And at the end of the song they’re singing together, in harmony, because they’re both on the same page and they have been all along.

So it’s not actually a song about rape - in fact it’s a song about a woman finding a way to exercise sexual agency in a patriarchal society designed to stop her from doing so. But it’s also, at the same time, one of the best illustrations of rape culture that pop culture has ever produced. It’s a song about a society where women aren’t allowed to say yes…which happens to mean it’s also a society where women don’t have a clear and unambiguous way to say no.

My dad and I once had a disagreement over him using the adage "What doesn't kill you makes you stronger."

I said, "That's just not true. Sometimes what doesn't kill you leaves you brittle and injured or traumatized."

He stopped and thought about that for a while. He came back later, and said, "It's like wood glue."

He pointed to my bookshelf, which he helped me salvage a while ago. He said, "Do you remember how I explained that, once we used the wood glue on them, the shelves would actually be stronger than they were before they broke?"

I did.

"But before we used the wood glue, those shelves were broken. They couldn't hold up shit. If you had put books on them, they would have collapsed. And that wood glue had to set awhile. If we put anything on them too early, they would have collapsed just the same as if we'd never fixed them at all. You've got to give these things time to set."

It sounded like a pretty good metaphor to me, but one thing I did pick up on was that whatever broke those shelves, that's not the thing that made them stronger. That just broke them. It was being fixed that made them stronger. It was the glue.

So my dad and I agreed, what doesn't kill you doesn't actually make you stronger, but healing does. And if you feel like healing hasn't made you stronger than you were before, you're probably not done healing. You've got to give these things time to set.

And Im not convinced “breaking” is necessary in order to have healing. Well yes in the literal sense of healing. But what you do when you’re healing, the skills you learn, the coping mechanisms, the strategies, I think anyone could learn them and find them helpful. I dont want to believe that breakage is necessary for growth, even if its a common impetus. 

It’s my last tour for the next decade, so I accepted every invitation I received! x_x

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by Agnes Cecile

“I want to send this message loudly and clearly to all our faithful and to all humanity at large: one of the greatest things that you can do in service of the Lord and in the service of your neighbor, is to acquire a deep and ever-inquisitive knowledge of some part of this amazing reality in which we live.”

- Patriarch Sviatoslav Schevchuk of the Ukrainian Greek Catholic Church

just seen someone criticize the divine comedy by saying that it's not relatable which is of course incommensurably stupid because relatability should never be the only criterion through which one can judge the validity and quality of a piece of work &c but also. just because you tedious unimaginative losers have never been on a journey to hell and purgatory with your long dead favorite writer doesn't mean others haven't. happened to me

Tumblr folk are so patient with each other. I don’t remember why I followed half of you people and every day I scroll past Discourse from someone who’s moved fandoms ranting about some show I’ve never heard of in incomprehensible shorthand like “WC/YT shippers from ZZNMHP just don’t understand why Jyrra of the North couldn’t retrieve the Aggro Crag from the MalignaSwamp” completely untagged and I’m just like

This is actually quite funny in the context of also being on TikTok. Because viewer there get MAD when people change their content because they followed for X reason and people have to explain like the viewers are children that maybe they have different interests now.

On Tumblr everyone you follow is your buddy, and you’re just glad they’re having a good time. On TikTok everyone acts like creators are products they paid for.

okay the thing isn’t that tumblr is a frictionless paradise, it’s that very few of us benefit from a large following of people who expect to be entertained, so we don’t court or cater to those people, and we block them when they complain.

seriously i’ve been here since 2011, was briefly and unfortunately somewhat popular for maybe four or five years in the middle there, and have had anonymous asks off for nearly a decade. i delete 5-10 asks a week, blocking maybe 3-5 people. per week. every week. i know other users who are a lot more quick to boot people for annoying and entitled asks. i also know users who are patient and gracious and kind to those askers, and it has measurably made their mental health and creative output worse over time.

i’ve gotten questions from ‘you should produce content that i actually like’ to ‘you should stop doing what you like because i’m tired of it now’ to ‘when are you going to go back to doing that thing you did once, which i followed you for and have now gotten angry at being denied’ and that’s not even touching on ‘everything you do is wrong, REPENT NOW‘

tumblr is not carebear mountain full of good times and sunlight and friendship where everyone is cool to each other. it’s a million overlapping crab buckets and you are going to get pinched like hell.

but it has a damn good block system.

use it.

The "car community" claim that the sexual component is small. A Google search for "car porn" suggests otherwise. Of course adults can do