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A guide on Mount Everest, 57 year old Hillary Dawa Sherpa, was separated from the British climber he had been hired to guide, ran out of oxygen, fell into a crevasse, was trapped in the crevasse for 2 and a half days before freeing himself and walking/crawling back towards base camp. He was alone on the mountain for 6 days.
Yes! Just to clarify, he was found alive and most reports state he was only treated for frostbite on his hands and a fracture. He survived on chocolate and chunks of ice for almost a week while descending Everest alone and injured.
if you look at two nonbinary people with the exact same gender identity and not only call one transfem and one transmasc based off their assumed agab (which is often wrong bc people forget hrt exists and also, y’know, intersex people) but think they've got fundamentally different experiences with their gender identity and transitioning because of that you don’t actually support nonbinary people you’re just seeing them both as lying trans men/trans women

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‘Nuclear Family Month’ is so funny as a concept. I have never seen a nuclear family worth celebrating.
The Addams
Do Grandmama, Uncle Fester and the rotating cast of possibly existent cousins mean nothing to you? 😔
Say it with me everyone! This pride month we're going to be kinder and more respectful of Non-binary people! We're not going to make fun of our names, pronouns, looks, or anything else. We're also going to include Non-binary people! Got it? Great
My dad was a public defender when I was a child and he would have to drive all over the district to visit various defendants in various jails which I thought was very interesting and I liked to hear about his experiences in various jails and how different they all were. He drove me to school every day and sometimes I’d skip in and tell my classmates “My dad is going to the jail in [TOWN/CITY] today!” mind you, I went to public school in a not very nice little town so my teacher’s first thought wasn’t lawyer, she had other students with incarcerated parents. This was also occurring in the south where everyone is nosy as fuck so she eventually called my mother, presumably to scope out why her husband was a jail bird and if the chargers were relevant to me and my education in any way. My mom had to explain that my dad wasn’t an inmate who kept getting transferred and that going to jail is his job.
So your teacher called home because she wanted to know your personal business?????????????????
She worded it more like “Your child keeps telling his classmates that his father is going to jail, I wanted to touch bases and see if everything is alright at home.” you know, pretend concern for my social wellbeing. But I know she was just nosy and my mom picked up on that immediately.
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everyone say thank you ancient central and south american agricultural heroes for beans
everyone say thank you ancient south american agricultural heroes for potato
everyone say thank you ancient mesoamerican agricultural heroes for maize
everyone say thank you to ancient central american agricultural heroes for chili peppers
everyone say thank you to ancient south american agricultural heroes for tomatoes
The thing that really sucks about the North American housing market besides all of the lack of affordability everywhere that’s not the middle of an abandoned corn field is that there’s no in between options.
In most of the US and Canada there’s detached single family homes with a yard and there’s high rise to mid rise apartments. Very little in between.
Row houses, duplexes, large family sized apartments, etc. do exist but outside of a few locations they’re unusual or only seen as something that poor people live in.
Thing is though that there’s a market for these in between types of housing and they could really help with our density problems where cities are so spread out due to all the detached single family houses that it becomes expensive and environmentally problematic to get utilities to all of them.
I know that I would very much like a cute duplex or row house when I feel financially ready to have kids. Walking distance to a school and a bus stop, tiny yard for an herb garden and citrus tree but not so big that it’s a pain to maintain it, neighbors nearby, easy walking and biking access to the road, hopefully a playground nearby for my kids to use.
But that sort of thing doesn’t really exist where I live and doesn’t exist in a lot of North America. You either live in a small apartment or you live in a house and either way you’re probably forced to own a car.
Anyways our zoning laws in this part of the world are terrible and probably racist and I hate them.
there's not even, like, normal sized houses anymore. Just gigantic, ugly boxes in sprawling housing developments that don't even have sidewalks
remember, you can drink from a cup or mug in these hard times ☆ use soap ☆ the straw brush is handy for straws ☆ if sponge or brush ain't cutting it, a paper towel cleans edges well ☆ rinse
how many nonbinary people have come out publicly only to then semi re-closet themselves because people are so incapable of not being extremely exorsexist towards them immediately... ive seen this happen to nonbinary people across agab we cannot catch a damn break
also the way people tend to see misgendering nonbinary as like. "softer" or easier or more understandable than misgendering a binary trans person. like it doesn't even really matter, because it's basically just an aesthetic choice, and not anything to be taken that seriously
#i remember when mr beard came out and immidiately had to go back in the closet#because people were giving him shit for not changing his presentation or pronouns#its really sad
forgot about mr. beard but yeah that made so upset on his behalf!!!!!
and what's annoying is how often binary trans people just don't seem to react? like this is what i mean by people treat misgendering nonbinary people as "softer." a trans man or a trans woman getting harassed back into the closet is a tragedy, a nonbinary person getting harassed back into the closet is just another wednesday for a lot of binary trans people.
In my experience non-binary people tend to get treated as either "cis person who wants to feel special" or "trans person who can't commit". Even by other trans people, and sometimes even by other non-binary people.
So when a non-binary person gets bullied back into the closet it's almost treated as proof that they were never actually trans and were just a cis person who wanted to be special. I've even seen people act like the harassment is justice for that person daring to claim that they were non-binary. In part because they are (wrongly) seen as "fakers" who's attempts to openly identify as non-binary is basically a form of stolen valor that somehow "appropriates" the struggles of binary trans folx.
It's really horrible and it honestly has made me feel quite unsafe to be openly non-binary myself, even in queer and explicitly pro-trans spaces. It's exhausting to see non-binary struggles constantly treated as fake or lesser, and to feel like there is a constant pressure for non-binary people to shut up and let the "real" (binary) trans people talk. And it's made even more exhausting by how rare it is to see binary trans people speak out against any of this. In my experience it's more common to see binary trans folx complain about the term "binary trans" than to actually acknowledge the way that non-binary people are treated differently by both cis and trans people.
Little Bloody Mary comic that i did in class.
Please dont mind any spelling mistakes i do not partake in English language glorification /j

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love shakespeare. did a hamlet run tonight, looked someone dead in the eye to say “am i a coward?” during a speech and the fucker shrugged and nodded
we literally ruined society when we invented the fourth wall. let’s bring back call and response. heckling, even. fuck you hamlet you dumb piece of shit kill your uncle or shut up
"When we took Shakespeare’s “Measure for Measure” into a maximum security woman’s prison on the West Side… there’s a scene there where a young woman is told by a very powerful official that “If you sleep with me, I will pardon your brother. And if you don’t sleep with me, I’ll execute him.” And he leaves the stage. And this character, Isabel, turned out to the audience and said: “To whom should I complain?” And a woman in the audience shouted: “The Police!” And then she looked right at that woman and said: “If I did relate this, who would believe me?” And the woman answered back, “No one, girl.”
And it was astonishing because not only was it an amazing sense of connection between the audience and the actress, but you also realized that this was a kind of an historical lesson in theater reception. That’s what must have happened at The Globe. These soliloquies were not simply monologues that people spoke, they were call and response to the audience. And you realized that vibrancy, that that sense of connectedness is not only what makes theater great in prisons, it’s what makes theater great, period."
Oskar Eustis on ArtBeat Nation
I was in the front row of a Hamlet performance where the "Am I a coward?" was directed at me and I, being a no-impulse-control gremlin, hollered back "Yes!!" (they'd primed us ahead of time that audience interaction was encouraged). Hamlet got right up in my face as he kept talking and just kept going until I gently pushed him back; I forget what line it was on when it happened but he took the direction of the push and reeled away across the stage.
This meant that I had marked myself as someone willing to be fucked with, and so during the graveyard scene later he approached me again. "Here hung those lips that I have kissed--" he booped my mouth with the skull's "-- I know not how oft."
I have stories related to me from those at Blackfriars, the American Shakespeare Center (they play in a replica of the original Blackfriars, with modern safety conventions like lightbulbs in the chandeliers, but a great dedication to the way structure shaped the original work in the original Blackfriars. Their house is only about 45 ft deep (roughly 15 m I think), which is about the max distance two sighted people can be from each other and still make eye contact. They play with the stage and house equally lit, they talk to the audience, they enter from the audience, they whip up crowds from within the audience. It’s fantastic. But anyway, on to the stories.)
Hamlet. There’s a scene where Hamlet sees Claudius praying and debates whether to kill him now or wait (because if Claudius dies praying he will automatically go to heaven). The actor playing Hamlet was genuinely asking the audience the questions in the speech, and when he got to “and should I kill him now?” someone in the audience shouted “YES KILL HIM HE NEEDS TO DIE!” Hamlet took the entire rest of the monologue to that person, enumerating his reservations so persuasively that they started to nod in agreement.
Romeo and Juliet. In this production, the fight between Mercutio and Tybalt happens in several rounds, of which Mercutio won the first. Mercutio’s actor made the choice, upon his victory, to run down the audience with his hand out for high-fives. He decided this in rehearsal, so he had time to plan for the three responses people would probably give him: a) a high-five back; b) being stunned and not reacting; and c) the old “oops too slow.” What this Mercutio did not prepare for was the audience member who panicked and deposited their handful of M&Ms into his open palm. The way I heard it, Mercutio was still processing this when Benvolio came up beside him and stole the M&Ms out of his hand to eat them.
King Lear. Edmund has a speech in which he asks whether he should marry “Goneril? Regan? Both? Neither?” Again, the actor was legitimately asking the audience, and again he’d prepared for the audience to respond in favor of any of those choices. What makes it even cooler was that the next line is “Neither can be enjoyed while both remain alive,” which works as a response to any of those options. One night, though, Edmund got his answer as “KILL THEM BOTH AND TAKE THEIR MONEY!” To which he gleefully agreed, “Neither can be enjoyed while both remain alive!!”
#Oh I have SO many stories from peak audience moments at the American shakespeare center#I have been to plays there that legit felt more like rock concerts#And I don't even mean the parts of the show where the cast is also a live band and they play#Covers of songs relating to the show#Fair maid of the west with Ginna Hoben#We were all SO on her side we absolutely lost our whole shit any time she even entered or exited#Knight of the burning pestle where Rick would pick a random audience member to be his lady love he was fighting for every night#And one time (I saw it thrice) he picked an older lady#And there's a part of the show where iirc he like gets almost defeated?#And he calls out to his lady love to like inspire him to keep fighting smth like that#And she Got Up Out Of Her Seat and went over to him and kissed him on the cheek#And no one was expecting that least of all Rick#And we all lost our shit whooping and hollering#They did a hamlet where...I forget who was polonius that year but there's a line where he's like 'what was I gonna say again'#And he paused SO long on that line you were legit unsure if he the actor had actually forgotten it#And once someone in the audience called out the next line and he was like 'oh that's right' and carried on#It was scripted though there were other nights no one said anything and we all sat there#In wonderful horrid awkward silence#Until he resumed#Please go if you get a chance#And sit stateside (via @rootingformephistopheles)
I was in a production of Hamlet in a small black box theatre, when a drunk guy came in from from outside, wandered onstage and started singing "We built this city on rock and roll." The guy playing Hamlet just went with it until the stage manager and crew could usher the drunk guy back outside. Then Hamlet continued with his next line, which was (no joke) "Now I am alone." Brought the house down.