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Legend has it there is an evil spirit trapped in the Sessho-seki stone, so what happens now that the stone is broken?
Predictions of dark forces being unleashed by an evil vixen hung over social media in Japan on Monday after a famous volcanic rock said to kill anyone who comes into contact with it was found split in two.
According to the mythology surrounding the Sessho-seki, or killing stone, the object contains the transformed corpse of Tamamo-no-Mae, a beautiful woman β¦ Legend has it that her true identity was an evil nine-tailed fox whose spirit is embedded in the hunk of lava, located in an area of Tochigi.
Of all the bad things 2022 has unleashed upon Earth so far, evil kitsune Tamamo-no-mae being freed was not on my bingo card!
In case someone would like to see these in better quality, Iβve finally had time to scan them :>
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I love going viral on tumblr.com. Itβs like if you stood in a field and said some of the stupidest shit a human being is capable of and then like fifty thousand crows attacked you
Donβt do this to me
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This made my brain go brr, therefore itβll make your brain go brr too if youβre following me <3
single handedly the FUNNIEST reaction to sneasler ive ever seen (x)Β
My girlfriend and I talk a lot about our different generations of queerness, because she was doing queer activism in the 1990s and I wasnβt.
And sheβs supportive of my writing about queerness but also kind of bitter about how quickly her entire generationβs history has disappeared into a blandΒ βAIDS was bad, gay marriage solved homophobiaβ narrative, and now weβre having to play catch-up to educate young LGBTQ+ people about queer history and queer theory. It gets pretty raw sometimes.
I mean, a large part of the reason TERFs have been good at educating the young and queer people havenβt is, in the 80s and 90s the leading lights of TERFdom got tenured university positions, and the leading lights of queerdom died of AIDS.
βExcuse us,β she said bitterly the other day, not at me but toΒ me, βfor not laying the groundwork for children we never thought weβd have in a future none of us thought weβd be alive for.β
βthe reason TERFs have been good at educating the young and queer people havenβt is, in the 80s and 90s the leading lights of TERFdom got tenured university positions, and the leading lights of queerdom died of AIDS.β
thank you for giving me a good reason to finish my dissertation and try to make it in the academy
Wait, idk LGBTQ+ history, but they died of AIDS cause, what, hospitals refused to treat them or�
Oh heck yeah.
When an epidemic happens, public health agencies spend millions of dollars trying to understand what happens: Why are people sick or dying? What caused it? Who else is at risk? Government health departments like the Centres for Disease control and private companies both invest hundreds of millions of dollars into preserving public health. This happened in 1977, when military veterans who all attended the same gathering began to get sick with a strange type of pneumonia, with 182 cases and 29 dead, and the CDC traced the illness to a bacterium distributed by the air conditioning system of a hotel they all stayed at, andΒ in 1982, when seven people died of tainted Tylenol, and pharmaceutical companies changed the entire way their products were made and packaged to prevent more deaths.
Meanwhile, the AIDS epidemic took six years to be recognized by the CDC (1975-1981) because at first the only people dying were intravenous drug users, which is to say, heroin addicts; when it wasΒ recognized, President Reaganβs government pressured the CDC to spend as little time and money on AIDS as possible, because they literally didnβt think gay lives were important. So yes, hospitals refused to treat them and medical staff treated them as disgusting people who deserved to die, but also, there was very little funding for scientists to understand what this disease was, what caused it, where it came from, how it spread, or how to stop it. The LGBTQ+ community had to organize and fight to get hospitals to treat them, to fund scientific research, to be legally allowed to buy the drugs that kept them alive, and to have access to treatment. An effective treatment for AIDS wasnβt found until 1995.
And itβs ongoing; a lot of the difficulty of fighting AIDS in Africa is that itβs seen asΒ βthe gay diseaseβ (and thanks to European colonialism, even African societies that used to be okay with us were taught to think LGBTQ+ people are bad).Β Even now that we have medications that can treat or prevent AIDS, theyβre incredibly expensive and hard to get; in 2015, New York businessman Martin Shkreli acquired the exclusive right to make a drug that treats an AIDS-related disease, and raised its price from $13.50 a pill to $750 a pill.Β
Hereβs one history on what it was like to have and fight AIDS, one history on how politicians responded to the epidemic, and if you can get a copy of the documentary How to Survive a Plague,Β itβs a good introduction, because itβs about how AIDS patients had to fight for their lives. A lot of these histories are imperfect and incomplete, because privilege played a big part in whose lives and deaths were seen as importantβPoor people, people of colour, trans people, and drug addicts were less likely to be able to afford or access medical care, and more likely to die without being remembered; histories often tend to focus on straight people who got AIDS through no fault of their own, and then white cis gay men who seem moreΒ βrespectableβ andΒ βrelatableβ.Β Β
I mean, people who will talk about how homophobia led to neglect of AIDS stillΒ find ways not to mention that AIDS isnβt just sexually transmitted; itβs hugely a disease of drug addicts, because sharing needles is a huge way the disease spreads. But because society always thinks, oh, drug addicts are bad and disgusting people and of course criminals, that often gets neatly dropped from the histories, and itβs stillΒ hard to get people to agree to things that keep drug addicts alive, like needle exchanges and supervised injection sites. But if you want my rant about how the war on drugs is bullshit used to control poor people and people of colour, and drugs shouldnβt be criminalized, youβll have to ask for that separately.
They died of AIDS because
Hospitals refused to treat them, and when they did get admitted, treated them like dirt so their will-to-live was eroded - refused to let long-term partners visit them, staff acted like they were disgusting nuisances, etc.
Very little funding was put into finding causes or cures - AIDS was consideredΒ βgodβs punishmentβ for immoral behavior by a whole lot of people.
Once causes were understood (effective treatments were a long ways off), information about those causes werenβt widely shared - because it was aΒ βsex diseaseβ (it wasnβt) and because a huge number of the victims were gay or needle-drug users, and the people in charge of disease prevention (or in charge of funding) didnβt care if all of those people just died.
Not until it started hitting straight people and superstar celebrities (e.g. Rock Hudson) did it get treated as A Real Problem - and by that time, it had reached terrifying epidemic conditions.
Picture from 1993:
We lost basically a whole generation of the queer community.
As a current AIDS survivor, this is really important information. I was diagnosed not only HIV positive in 2014, but I had already progressed to an AIDS diagnosis. Knowing how far weβve come with treatment and what the trials and tribulations of those who came before cannot and must not ever be forgotten. Awareness is the number one goal. I often speak to the microbiology students at my university to explain what itβs like to live with, how the medications work, side effects, how itβs affected my daily life, and just raise general awareness.
Before my diagnosis, I, like many others, was clueless to how far treatment has come. I was still under the belief my diagnosis was a death sentence. Moving forward, even if only one person hears my story, thatβs one more person thatβs educated and can raise awareness.
I believe itβs time for us as a society to start better education of this disease. The vast majority of the people Iβve spoken to are receptive to the knowledge of my status, and Iβve received lots of support from loved ones, friends, and total strangers. Itβs time to beat the stigma.
This is slightly off-point, but as for the cost, I wanted to mention that some pharmacies have specialties that let them get special coupons/programs and stuff to save money.
A bottle of Truvada (a month supply commonly used for treating this) is at least $3,000 out of pocket and insurance doesnβt usually take a lot off of that. But the pharmacy I work at is an HIV specialty and we always get te price down to less than $10.
If youβre on HIV meds and theyβre ludicrously expensive, ask your local pharmacy manager if there are any local HIV specialty pharmacies that they know of. They might be able to help.
I think itβs important to emphasize that, while the diagnosis is no longer a death sentence, it is also true that people dying of AIDS because of homophobia is not history only.
My brotherβs first boyfriend was kicked out/disowned by his parents for being queer, got AIDS, couldnβt afford treatment, and died.Β He died in 2019, at around 20 years old.
In 2019.
Barely more than a kid.
Of a treatable disease.
Because of homophobia.
Because his parents cared more about not being associated with a queer person than they cared about their sonβs literal life.
AIDS is not just history.Β Neither is homophobia.
Back to history: When AIDS patients held die-ins, they went to hospitals, lay down in front of them, and literally waited to die.
If youβre young & either queer or queer-adjacent, think about the number of people out of the closet you know your own age & think about how many you know your parents age. Theyβre not stamping us out of the mould any quicker these days than in the β60s, except in lockstep with population growth. I think, growing up, my picture of relative numbers of queer people & straights was unavoidably impacted by the number of empty seats at our table. That might be the case for you too. The number of elders you never got to meet.
Remember this when people talk about how small the LGBTQIA+ population is. That itβs βsuch a small percentage of the population to be catered tooβ. Remember this and tell them, βthatβs because homophobia killed themβ.
This picture of the San Francisco Gay Menβs Chorus is often included with the βThe men facing the camera/in white are the surviving membersβ but it leaves out something extremely important:
By 1996, all of the men facing the camera in the picture were dead.
Every.
Single.
One.
Eric Luse, the photographer, said this in a more recent article :
By 1996 the obituary list was almost 50 names longer than the entire choral roster. All of the positions plus four dozen more, gone. The obituary list continued to grow, too. The cost and availability of any treatments in the mid-late 90s continued to cause more death.
If you were queer in the 80s and 90s, you knew someone who had it and knew people who died from it. Period. I cannot stress the impact this had on the queer community and those of us who were alive at the time, and I know the scope of it is almost unimaginable to younger people today.
By 1996, there were NO surviving original members of the SFGMC. You need to know that when you see this picture.
Dozens of the men turned away from the camera here in this shot were also dead alongside the men in white. It is vital to recognize that.
There is no hope in this picture, it isnβt a display of a lucky few who avoided death. There is no βWell at least some of them survivedβ because no, they didnβt, and this time was so fucking bleak and painful itβs astonishing that anything got done. Theyβd march one week and die the next. Their friends would bury them in the morning and march in the afternoon. This went on for years.
Bigotry and hate and ignorance killed generations of queer people. It speaks to the sheer resilience of the community that from that all but state-sanctioned genocide, we have gained so much ground in the last few decades. Much is owed to the people who refused to stay quiet and who fought even on their deathbeds, so please consider learning about LGBTQ+ history as a way of continuing the fight and showing respect. Many of us coming of age at that time didnβt have that opportunity, and made it a point to learn and get involved as teenagers and young adults because we saw what we were losing.
Sing for two.
My fave part of this post is the repeated usage of the word βqueerβ. In a discussion about the hatred of LGBT people and how they were left to die by the government, itβs always a great idea to call them all a slur. Can you switch it up a bit and use βfagβ next time?
Thereβs a really obvious reason why weβre using βqueerβ.
When talking about LGBTQ+ history, often we have to be really careful with the language we use, because how we understand things now is not how the people weβre talking about understood themselves at the time. We end up using phrases like, βPeople who we would now understand as gay or lesbianβ or βexperiences which modern transgender people often identify withβ.
In this case? Itβs because thatβs the word they used.
(Many of them also used the words βfagβ or βdykeβ, but βqueerβ is more inclusive.)
When I talk about βthe leading lights of queernessβ I mean Queer Nation. I mean the people who contributed to Queer Theory. I mean people who deliberately chose to use that word. I mean me and my ex-girlfriend. We exist.
During the AIDS crisis especially, homophobia was so bad that a lot of people didnβt want to be known by any word associated with the gay community: Not gay, not homosexual, not queer, not anything. Epidemiologists had to create the category of βmen who have sex with menβ because there was literally no existing term that didnβt carry the weight of a slur. The purpose of using the word βqueerβ was for people to say, βLetβs stop running from the things society is calling us; letβs pick up the weapons theyβve hurled at us and start hurling them back. There is no level of socially acceptable we can be that will make them suddenly decide our lives matter. Weβre here, weβre queer, get used to it.βΒ It meant very specifically embracing and defending their/our marginalized position.
Every word weβve ever been known by has been a slur. We all have our own histories and flinch reactions. I grew up with βgayβ and βlezzoβ being used really hatefully around me, as well as βqueerβ and βdykeβ and βfagβ, and I have different comfort levels with all those different words.
/shrug emoji You can dislike the word all you like and ask that it not be used for you. But historically and today, a lot of us do use it for ourselves, and we constitute βthe queer communityβ or βqueerdomβ. Which we donβt think is a bad thing. If you donβt want to join us, fine, but that doesnβt make us stop existing, and any other word you can call us would also be a slur, because our community is predicated on saying, βWe are that thing youβre so afraid of. Get used to it.β
Speaking to the MSM point in the final addition.Β Functionally a problem in trying to get studies going in the 80s and 90s that tried to figure out what in hell was going onΒ was trying to get people into studies.Β To answer questions.Β Because you could lose your job, home, family, life if you incautiously admitted to being gay/queer/homosexual.Β So among the men who were terrified of being on any kind of record as being gay because they self identifiedΒ that way there were a whole host of people who didnβt actually see themselves as gay. Because it was just not something they could accept. But what always fascinated me was in the studies we did (Iβm out of Vancouver, BC and have been part of an HIV/AIDS research organization since 96, for context) at one point we had a staunch group of individuals who were predominantly immigrants from other cultures who culturallyΒ had definitions of behaviour that didnβt align with North American behaviour labels. Insertive partners in some cultures are not gay as they were/are not mechanically different fromΒ βthe normal maleβ sexual actor.Β Receptive partners were.Β Basically the thinking in some peopleβs minds is that women=receptive and insertive=male.Β And if your sex didnβt match the sexual positionβ¦Β Now. To be clear.Β Iβm not saying these things as a point ofΒ βthis is what I thinkβ.Β This is what had been captured in interviews and conversations and studies over the years.Β Some people aligned themselves these ways.Β Iβve always seen it as part and parcel of the gender issues and misogyny that weβre still, 30 years later, arguing about. Β As to the restβ¦ Iβve written about this (and lectured and written and lectured and written) before.Β In this particular thread even.Β It will never stop amazing me the revisionism that happens around queer.Β Those of us who were in large protesting crowds, rememberingΒ βWeβre Here! Weβre Queer! Get Over It!β being toldΒ βitβs never not been a slur/been used by usβ justβ¦wigs me out. What I remember?Β What I remember is my now husband and then friends (and myself) knowing that the straight culture we lived in equated holding hands with a sexual act.Β Holding hands in public as queer people was fucking.Β It was viewed the same.Β Today that seems ludicrous but itβs how it was.Β Our beingΒ was an act of aggression, of sexual acts, of a political agenda.Β A spiritual and moral violence. And we knew. Like everyone has known: the fear behind that was potentially a tool we could use. So standing in rooms with scientists and physicians who had decided we were dirty queers with sick fucking lives and minds, prone to acts of perversion and inhumanity?Β We wore shirts with QUEER in big bold letters so when they talked to us, met our eyes, it was over the words they were whispering in their heads.Β It was under the leather we wore, the sexualized outfits with no room for misinterpretation about FUCKING.Β And SEX.Β And in these meetings discussing policy and funding and science we stood there in our entirety on display, forcing themΒ to look at us in all of this - to see we felt all of it was normal and not something we were ashamed of? How could the idea that sex was enjoyable be a topic of debate that had implications on our fundamental humanity?Β Apparently people did, and do, think so. This all put us in positions of power in those negotiations.Β Negotiations, do not everΒ forget often that were about whether or not their largess would allow us to live.Β So while people were embarrassed to be confronted with their prejudices that they were comfortable expressing out of sight and hearing of us, we stood and HELD their eyes and their attention. Queer fuckers.Β Fags and perverts.Β And we refused to fucking die quietly. (shrug) So to those that dislike the word, outside of the fire of my own history I will calmly discuss it and follow their instructions not to call them queer.Β But if you step into myΒ history, into the graveyard of the men and women I know who are now gone due to apathy and disinterest and hatred and homophobiaβ¦ youβre goingΒ to hear queer.Β In great swelling chants from the throats of thousands of people in the streets.Β You can like it or hate it but you cannot argue itβs existence and the lever it was that shifted the world weβre arguing in the middle of, today.
If you want to know how all-encompassing AIDS was of queer culture, Iβd like to direct you to RENTβnot the movie or modern performances, but the original. Jon Larson was cishet, but he was also writing about his own friends and community.
You will note that literally half the cast has AIDS. If you listen to the original workshop, itβs THREE QUARTERSβMaureen is positive and Mark refuses to get tested out of fear because heβs showing symptoms.
Next: the Life Support scene. First of all, it was based on a real group called Friends In Deed. Second of all, something often omitted but still sometimes honored:
The intention was for the names of the characters to change for every actor, sometimes more than once in a run (literally up to and including βevery performanceβ). Thatβs why none of the charactersβ names are mentioned in the scene except by the actor with that name. Each actor was given the opportunity to name their character after someone they had known who died of AIDS, and the βdefaultβ names were all members of Friends In Deed.
So when you listen to that song, remember: every person named in it is dead. Of AIDS. It is entirely possible this is their only memorial. And when you hear a different name, that, too, is in memorial. Of a person who died because the whole world looked away.
I would also advise young members of the community to look up the AIDS memorial quilt. Itβs been digitized and can be viewed online. Each panel is 6βx3β, roughly the size of a grave. The quilt weighs 54 tons and is the largest folk art object in the world; in its entirety it requires a space the size of the Mall in Washington, DC to display. (For non-Americans and/or people who are unsure: you know the pictures of presidential inaugurations, or MLKβs I Have A Dream speech? Thatβs the Washington Mall.)
Every single panel in the quilt represents a dead person. Some represent more than one dead person, because people would make a panel in memoriam and then they, too, would die of AIDS, and there would be nobody left to make a panel for them.
When you turn your back on βqueer,β when you turn your back on βweird gays,β when you turn your back on trans people, this is what you are turning your back on. Fifty-four tons of nothing but names of the dead.
And I assure you, the people who hate us enough to have made the quilt necessary? They hate you too. Youβre not special just because youβre the βright kindβ of LGBTQIA.
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A quick process post for my Wright & Edgeworth piece since a couple folks were asking about it over on twitter! I think itβs actually deceptively simple, I just work like this when I really want to focus on bold silhouettes and color blocking:
rough sketch
group sketch with a flat grey color, add a mask to the group and mask out the silhouettes (youβll see the silhouette cut in and out of the sketch as Iβm making decisions at this point, like fixing Phoenixβs tiny feet)
block in flat colors under the sketch to get graphic shapes, good color blocking
ink over the flats (sketch is still slightly visible at a low opacity, but erased where it gets too busy), add skin variation and details like teeth/eyes/buttons, tweak both as needed
Shading is just a single color set to multiply, Iβll turns the flats on and off to keep track of the overall shading as Iβm doing it
Final overlay color and a couple spec highlights, and YER DONE
It must be exhausting being a vampire and eating someone who gets off to it. Iβd take psychic damage too if my lasagna was into vore.
me: *slaps neck* COME GET YβALL FUCKING JUICE
the vampire whos been avoiding my horny ass for the past 6 months:
# the comedic potential of a reversed predator-prey dynamic is funny as hell and WILDLY under-utilized
layers of fear is a scary game
For the love of God, sound on.

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golf sucks but mini golf is fucking awesome....truly one of life's great paradoxes
golf:
wastes crazy amounts of space and water
soul-crushingly boring
extremely frustrating to all but the highest level of players (most golfers will never even shoot par)
prohibitively expensive (golf clubs are very costly and one round of golf can cost $100+)
mini golf:
18 holes will fit into an area the size of a small park; most courses use astroturf, which doesn't even require water
a fun game of skill to challenge your friends to
easy to get into, but difficult to master
cheap (you and your friends can probably play for like, $20)
BONUS: cool obstacles and gimmicks (windmills, water features, secret holes, etc.)
Golf: completely fucking silent practically on pain of death
Mini golf: dunking on ppl while theyre taking a shot is pretty much required