This is sad. Are people really so very afraid of what it is to be human, to imagine, to experience complicated longing. It is different than acting on it, that is the whole point, to recognize all that goes into being human and to be at times messed up, to understand what internal forces are at work, and to then choose to act in a way that reflectes your actual values. Psychoanalysis talks about “the return of the repressed” - if you are always afraid of yourself and repressing so much, you will be even more likely to act out in some way at some point.

I have no double that this era of purity culture has had a hand in recent bouts of anti intellectualism. So many people will only interact with something that they can fully align their morality with, ignoring the fact that fiction imparts lessons onto is that can affect or change our own understanding of morals.

Facsim doesn’t want to test your morals, it wants to tell you what your morals are and stick to them.

You cannot tell an anti-war story without depicting war, you cannot tell a story about equality without first depicting inequality. But now that people aren’t interacting with moral challenging media they cannot tell the difference between a story deconstructing a social problem vs a story promoting a social problem. Which leads to people becoming susceptible to propaganda.

Of course there are stories that depict gratuitous, uncritical, unhealthy themes, but you will not know that unless you read it. One of my least favourite books of all time due to its racism and misogyny is also one of my favourite books to deconstruct and analyze, I could go for hours about how so many of the harmful themes go over people’s heads under the guise of ‘pro mental health’, but I would not have be able to have that conversation unless I had read the book.

I joked a few minutes ago about how in internet discourse anyone over 25 is a “queer elder” but come to think of it most of these young discoursers don’t even believe such a concept exists. Gay men who watched their entire friends groups perish to AIDS are “privileged cis gays,” older trans women who use dated terminology to describe their own experiences are problematic, elders are just a conservative old guard to rebel against, and anyone over thirty who speaks to you at all must be a predator. The first time I heard the phrase “okay groomer” online, it wasn’t coming from self identified conservatives but from tiktok teens reacting against leather at Pride. You guys are ignorant and uncultured and proud of it!

Nobody hates you because you’re young. They hate you because you’re ignorant and annoying. Hope this helps.

Speaking as a “queer elder” (don’t really feel like one but shit if we’re joking about anyone older than 25 being one might as well roll with it). To my young queers (and my young LGBT+ folks who don’t use queer).

You are not getting pushback from the older segment of the queer community because you are young.

It’s because you came into the spaces we built for you and instantly tried to kick us out.

It’s because we opened the doors for you and you walked in and demanded that everyone you don’t like leave. You demanded that the kinksters, the crossdressers, the freaks and the weirdos, the non-binary trans folks, the people with conflicting identity labels, the people who apparently don’t enjoy their smut “the right way” leave.

It’s because you have thrown yourself into queer spaces with all the fucking audacity of a straight white woman raging at a rainbow flag in a grocery store, wailing about how it’s not appropriate for children.

It’s because you apparently think that you have some right to tell us, and other queer people your age, HOW to be queer.

It’s because a SCARY number of you think that using the word queer is bad in the first place.

It’s because so many of you have come here drowning in radfem rhetoric, and your response to being corrected is to scream “pedo!” At any queer peer who disagrees with your puritanical approach to kink and fantasy.

It’s because so many of you think that being LGBT+ means you can’t possibly hold onto the conservative values you grew up with, and when you’re called on it you attack anyone and everyone in your way.

Us queer elders aren’t hating on you because you’re young. It’s because you have come into the space we built- a space that we built on from what OUR queer elders built. Which was built on what THEIR queer elders built. And so on, all held up by a foundation of fucking blood of the queers who did not fucking survive, who we lost before I was born, and continue to be lost.

If we seem hostile to you and the ideology you bring? It’s because us elders know a threat when we see it. And the shit I see SO MANY of you young queers saying IS a threat. No different than the threats we’ve faced before. Except this time. It’s coming from inside the fucking house- and we won’t tolerate that.

Some of the replies to this drain my everlasting soul.

I’m crying over this picture

Girls and their cool origins :)

I had this revelation while waiting for my train to work

If theres no such thing as thought crime, theres also no such thing as thought benevolence.

If you can't be persecuted for actions not taken from the privacy of your own head, you also can't be rewarded for it. What really matters is what you DO, regardless of how "good" or "bad" your thought patterns are.

You can read all the theory you want and argue on twitter all day, but if you don't actually do anything, you're not doing anything. Someone who buys a muffin at a local fundraiser bakesale does more for directly positive community action than someone who has all the "correct opinions" about political topics while refusing to even vote. An establishment democrat who kicks 20 bucks to a queer youth charity does more for positive community action than a communist who won't do anything that doesn't directly lead to some fantasy revolution

You can't replace action with thought. Yes you've read all of Marx and talk a lot, but do you actually like, DO anything?

This is a fascinatingly erroneous application of the concept of thought crime. I can see where it’s coming from but it’s off the rails a bit in some rather interesting ways.

The concept of thought crime, and by extension the proposed “thought benevolence”, refers to things that exist entirely within the mind, the original idea being that you’ll be punished for not “thinking right” as a commentary on the idea that one should have a right to their own thoughts (that’s roughly the idea, at least). Looking at the post’s presented examples of “thought benevolence” we have reading theory, arguing on twitter, and talking. None of these exist within the mind, they all involve direct interaction with the outside world. They aren’t thoughts at all, they’re actions.

People reading this may or may not have noticed, but this is actually very well aligned with the way conservatives use the concept of thought crime. We’ve seen time and time again people loudly call for violence against a marginalized group, receive negative responses, and then claim they’re being persecuted by the “liberal thought police” for their “difference of opinion”. It’s treating action as thought, just like here.

This misuse serves a different purpose though, which you can see by comparing the “thoughts” (reading, talking, arguing) to the “actions” (voting, puchasing, donating). The purpose here is to present some actions as not accomplishing anything and others as making progress. Notice how all of the “actions” here are very polite, follow the status quo, align with neoliberal values, and can be talked about publicly without issue. The idea presented here subtly becomes “if I/polite society don’t approve of the action you’re taking, then you aren’t even taking an action at all, you’re just thinking and doing nothing”. Even the goals of such a person are presented as existing fully in their head (they want a “fantasy revolution”).

We can sit here arguing all day about which actions are more or less effective, but I think we should all at least be able to agree that actions are actions and thoughts are thoughts. To be clear I don’t think OP set out to trick anyone, but in their thought crime related “revelation” they actually demonstrated the effects of propaganda very well, because it’s altered their very idea of what “taking action” means and watered it down to a list of state-approved behaviors which they present in contrast to a strawman “do-nothing leftist” who’s actions have been literally minimized out of existence.

wh……….

Hey uh if you go to that blog

And click that link

The binary in the image from the blog post translates to the password you need here which gets you this

And that url takes you here

I don’t have any idea what the code on the t-shirt is supposed to be tho

Okay it’s a decimal code that translates to tumblr godknowsnone?

On that blog there’s like a captcha image and a long binary string. Stay tuned!!

Okay that binary translates to ascii code

Which then translates to this

So when we log in to that email account

There’s not much there except this vimeo link in the drafts folder

The video is just 19 seconds of a very windy kind of woodsy area with a pond and a shortened url displayed over it

so that link takes you to this youtube video

and if you scroll down theres only one comment

click on the user and they dont have any videos, but their about page has a link

the link takes you to this freetexthost page, but im not sure what this text is code for

“check it out then go way back”

if you go way back to the original blog @nn17gkn

“cbg juj uk fb? Ouppx obpx pbfxc 7xfpb uo jbq? bap” is the first post

using this cypher that post translates to:

You did it now Gimme some money venmo is docworm

ok but they posted something new.

if you use the same website from before, it converts to

“Thanks for playing how about round two this is a gays only event hettys need not apply“ (first of all fuckin amazing)

but then the link leads you to this picture

which honestly idk what to do with, someone continue this.

thanks for adding this!!!!! i started looking into it

so if you brighten that image super high theres a link on the left side

that link takes you to a freetexthost page with this vimeo link: https://vimeo.com/277172453

the way the camera focuses in this video is morse code and me and @bitchface—mcgee translated it to: tmdlrrecurring17

we have no idea what this means and we’re stuck, if someone knows what this could be pls add on !!!!!

It’s still going y'all!!!!

I might be wrong but I think y'all might’ve mistranslated the Morse code. It might say tumblr recurring17

WE GOT FUCKING PLAYED AGAIN DKCNFSLXKFNRMDCKFNDMXKCNXNFJSLSSJ

The Old God that runs the internet

Cannot believe this journey is back on my dash

the great con

Shout Out to Raypier Art !!!!

handsome women covered in blood. reblog.

Being Villagers

Based off this story prompt/fill (X) where you are born with a designation like Hero, Demon King, Blacksmith, etc.

Your name is Dolly. You are a Villager. You, as well as anyone, know what that means.

——————-.

You are sixteen and it is your first day at school.

Your first lesson is that Villagers are the only ones who start so late.

“Because there’s not much to be taught,” a boy says. His clothes are made of finer cloth than your mother’s wedding dress and his hair is as shiny as the brass buckles on his shoes. He grins at you, as proud as a peacock in front of half the class. “Don’t need to ask what your Destiny is, do I?”

You don’t know why he’s singling you out. A quick glance back into the classroom shows the rest of the students sitting at their desks with their heads low. They’re Villagers too. Most of you are. That’s why there isn’t anything special enough about any of you. You look back at the boy. “…are you going to ask me something else?”

“What?”

“If you don’t need to ask me my Destiny,” you say slowly, “do you need to ask me something else?”

“I don’t need to ask anything from a Villager!” the boy cries. He jabs a finger at his own bicep where his mark lies under cloth. “I’m a Lord!”

“Okay,” you say. The other kids behind him are frowning at you. Some of them are Villagers too, but different from you. They’re the children of merchants which is a different sort of destiny altogether. “I need to run some errands for my mother. Will you let me pass?”

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There’s nothing as viciously satisfying as finding fanfic for a problematic piece of media that not only addresses the problematic parts but is also infinitely better written than the source material

My adaptation of the God of Arepo short story, which was originally up at ShortBox Comics Fair for charity. You can get a copy of the DRM-free ebook here for free - and I'd encourage you to donate to Mighty Writers or The Ministry of Stories in exchange.

Again it's an honour to be drawing one of my favourite short stories ever. Thank you so much for the original authors for creating this story; and for everyone who bought a copy and donated to the above non-profits.

A Guide For New Users Fleeing From Twitter, From A User Who Needed One When They First Started:

Hi to everyone fleeing from twitter, Elon Musk is shit and he already has had an actively harmful effect on the site, one that will only get worse. So, welcome to Tumblr, it can be kind of intimidating, given its reputation and how many different features there are, I was certainly confused and intimidated when I first logged on and as I’m active on both I sympathise with y’all, so here’s a guide to anyone new:

And this is quite important:

Also keep in mind that tumblr has its own distinct culture that is going to take some getting used to. As well as a history any user who’s been here a while will at least somewhat understand.

Just noting the image limit per post is 30 if you post from the web beta editor

You are the Chosen One. The Dark Overlord is currently trying to seduce you to their cause. To their great surprise, you accept almost immediately because you absolutely loathe your job and your companions.

This isn’t supposed to be your life.

The sky is cracking open above you, dark clouds swirling with sickly miasma. The air is thick and hard to breath. You can just barely hear your own gasping breath over the shrieks and cackles of the demons pushing you and your companions closer and closer to the deadly cliff behind. Your blood is racing in your veins, hot and painful. The skin on your palms is blistered and cracked from how long you’ve been holding your sword. Your body has long since stopped screaming at you.

It is not a good sign.

“We have to trust the dragons will catch us,” Melody says. You can hear the pain in her voice and you can feel how low her mana reserves are. The push and pull of her sun-like aura is more like a dull throb beside you. “We have to jump.”

“Not yet,” James says through gritted teeth. He’s faring better than you and Melody. His wolf-like transformation gives him stamina and strength you can only dream of, but that doesn’t mean he’s doing well. “Give them more time. Wait.”

Melody hisses as the sea of demons pulses towards them again. “If we wait, we die.”

“If we fall we die,” James snaps back. “It’s an order. Wait.”

You know all about orders. Neither of them looks at you or asks for your opinion in the face of death. Why would they? It’s not your world at stake here.

Another scifi story with a very experimental POV. This one is a bit…angrier? in tone than the last two. But! It felt good to write, and I hope you enjoy reading it. It’s a bit longer than the others as well, so make sure you have the time! Warnings for grief, loss, and a very loyal starship.

QUERY: Where is my pilot?

QUERY: Where is my pilot?

QUERY_ALL: Where is my pilot?

>_Your pilot is dead. You have been called as a witness in their posthumous corporate trial. You will answer the Board’s questions without hesitation or omission.

ERROR: I don’t understand. My pilot is good. They would never have need to stand trial.

SUGGEST: Reassessment of trial’s necessity.

>_Overruled. You will answer the Board’s questions.

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so women are supposed to grin and bear the books, the comics, the movies, the plays, the tv shows, the stories, the sci-fi, the translated ancient poems, the fucking millennia of men writing about their self inserts torturing women and it being declared as High Art by other men, we’re supposed to read it in our free time, study it in classrooms, include their styles in our own writing, accept their cultural influence as natural, watch it in the cinema, write about it, talk about it, accept it, aspire it, but men can’t tolerate three seconds of female wish fulfilment of a woman snapping the wrist of a creep without feeling personally kicked in the balls.

This reminds me of something I observed in college while I was doing my honors thesis on women in modern horror films. I watched a LOT of horror during that time as part of my research, and sometimes that was done with my family around.

And my dad and brothers? Were deeply disturbed by the movie Jennifer’s Body. I was flabbergasted. It’s not scary! It’s not even that gory. But they were horrified by it. These men who grew up on 70s slashers were legitimately shook by 90 minutes of Megan Fox eating a few teenage boys, mostly off-screen.

Similarly, my all-male reading panel for my thesis? Were so disturbed by my synopsis of the film Teeth that they couldn’t even talk about it. One of them said he couldn’t look at his wife for a week after reading it.

Again, grown-ass men who study and teach media for a living. Who definitely watch and enjoy horror movies. One of whom was a huge Tarantino buff. We watched and read worse in his intro to mass media class! But one movie about a girl whose vag could bite was enough to haunt him.

Then of course you have things like the Gone Girl backlash–men yelling that Amy Dunne is evil and women clamoring to assure everyone that they know she is not someone to emulate–the backlash against Carol Danvers, and, more recently, the griping from MRAs against the upcoming film Hustlers, which is about strippers scamming their Wall Street clients.

My conclusion? Most men–at least most straight, cisgender men, who are both my sample population and most of the ones whining that Carol is a “villain”–are perfectly fine with, and desensitized to, media where men do violence to women (horror movies), or men do violence to men (horror and action movies). They’re even sort of fine when women do violence to women (“ooooo cat fight!”).

But they get intensely uncomfortable when women are depicted doing any kind of violence to men, especially in films that tilt the balance of power to the other side of the m/f gender binary beyond a single moment or scene.

So woman as flesh-eating monster with men as her preferred cuisine? Woman who responds to unwanted sexual contact by biting it off? Woman who frames her cheating husband for murder? Woman whose response to harassment–behavior that many of the loudest whiners know is both creepy and reflective of their own thoughts/actions–is to break something?

Too scary. Unacceptable. Disturbing. These men hate being presented with the idea, even in fiction, that their position of power is socially constructed, that it could easily be flipped the other way. It terrifies them.

In feeling that terror, they experience a tiny modicum of what living, existing, moving, being perceived as a woman in the world is like.

And they flinch every time.

Here have a newspaper comic from 1993

We don’t always remember what we did, but we tend to remember how we felt.

#pascalcampion