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Iâm having a cozy night buried in my pokemon plush and watching the orange island season. Love these 3 day weekends so much

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Swole slitherer of substantial size, sinuous siblings smoking sigarettes, smart student of the secrets of scales, stealthy stalker set to strike.
They all have one thing in common.
They save lots of money on car insurance.
Studies show that babies are not afraid of snakes
Scientists launched reptiles into the nursery to assess the reaction of the kids. The result killed: the crumbs perceived the reptiles as toys, and some tried to eat them
A snippet from this study:
I find this interesting, it really counters the unfounded but popular notion that fear of certain animals is evolutionary and intrinsic within our DNA.
It's always been a no brainer that we wouldn't have an instinctive fear of snakes or spiders, because not enough of them are actually dangerous. Spiders especially; there are NO "one bite and you die" spiders. There are "get bit and feel absolutely terrible" spiders but bites are still rare.
If you believe we should have collective trauma from dealing with a few venomous creatures when we were "more wild" (not really a thing) thousands of years ago, then we should have much more prevalent phobias for dogs, bears, toxic plant life, water, honeybees and various other deadlier things.
Honeybees in particular kill more people than wasps (including hornets) yet the latter are much more feared. That alone should be proof enough that animal fears are purely cultural conditioning.
I'm SO glad people are debunking that stupid ass claim from years ago that these phobias are natural in babies. That study only concluded that babies pay strong attention to spiders and snakes, not that they were afraid. As newer studies (like this one) keep showing, it's simply that we are naturally curious about novel shape and motion.
just learned about farming simulator
I mean, I already knew about it, but I just learned about it
Did you know that the target audience for Farming Simulator is actual real-world farmers? Because I didnât. I just assumed that farmers probably donât want to go home from a day of farming to do some (presumably highly inaccurate) virtual farming?
Like, imagine if the target audience for Power Washing Simulator was actual professional power washers.
Farming Sim gets sponsored by companies and shit to put ads in their games. But since the game is for farmers, all of the ads target farmers. Advertising products that, realistically, only farmers would be interested in. Aka John Deere tractors and shit.
Thereâs a fucking farming sim esports league. Where do they play? Agriculture conventions. not gaming conventions. agriculture conventions.
look at that little brain thinkin!!!
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Dividing up eras of tumblr
It just occurred to me that I kind of arbitrarily started referring to âfirst ageâ âsecond ageâ and âthird ageâ tumblr one day because I realized during a discord conversation that it really can be divided up very effectively between a couple major events that changed the fabric of the siteâs culture almost overnight, but nobody but me ever refers to them that way, so by way of explanation:
First Age: everything before Dashcon. Art communities were still largely thriving on the internet and social media still mostly existed out from under corporate monopolies, and people were just wildly guessing about how to use it. We were in the last hurrah of the internet wild west and lolcats were still a thing. Tumblr was just a fun and quirky place, we were blissfully writing unironic posts about tumblr university and fandom vs hipster and the âI like your shoelacesâ thing, Hank Green wrote a goddamn song about tumblr, we were all like Adam and Eve dwelling in Eden unaware of their sin. Potterheads grab your wands.
Second Age: post-Dashcon, but pre-Purge. We have all eaten the fruit of knowledge and there is no going back. There are no more secret code or tumblr university posts because everyone knows firsthand how badly that would go. Fandom culture is forever changed. We are now aware that we live in a hellish cringetopia but have absolutely no plans to leave, because by now a combination of monopolies and a sneaky rise in purity culture has the internet by the throat (but not in a kinky way, that would scare off advertisers) so there arenât a lot of better options, and at least our relatives canât find us here. A lot of artists now have their primary presence on tumblr. The lax policies regarding nsfw and controversial content mean itâs a good space for queer creators and sex workers despite the many shortcomings weâre now aware of. The porn bot plague really kicks into full gear to the point that every time our follower counts go up weâre ready with the block/spam button like the uncles from Secondhand Lions picking off traveling salesmen. The drama starts to get really fucking weird, with classics such as the human pet guy and the bone-stealing witch.
Third Age: post-Purge. After changing corporate hands a few times, the drive to make the internet safe for our Good Christian Advertisers and hypothetical children has finally reached us, and brings with it TERFs, purity culture, and the Porn Ban, which was allegedly a solution to the porn bots except that it clearly wasnât at all. The large community of sex workers and artists that was keeping tumblr afloat as anything resembling a viable social media site have made a mass exodus and a lot of the rest of the userbase followed them, mostly to twitter or a few doomed attempts at tumblr copycats. Tumblr is now a mad max clown car full of people too stubborn to pack up and leave for a functional website. Itâs a post-apocalyptic wasteland whose only remaining merit is that even without the ability to post porn weâve managed to make ourselves such a complete anathema to advertisers that weâre mostly just left alone. Weâre all just tired. Some people still run art blogs but nobody outside of tumblr ever sees them. Literally all we have going for us is that weâre not twitter and we have +5 resistance to capitalism. And Xkit.
Tag yourself. At which era did you enter this hellsite?
is tumblr still alive what
The fandom after the movie:
I donât think Iâve seen an answer to the question of how close or far apart the things happening today (âsend her backâ, detention centers etc) are to the nazis quite as good or thorough as this answer on quora
Iâm just gonna paste it here in full:
When you watch a stadium filled with white people chanting âsend her backâ about a U.S. Congresswomen and our President silently endorses it, what comes up for you?
Mike Jones answered:
Honestly? This.
This photo was taken sometime between May and December 1944. These people are enjoying a bit of âdown timeâ before going back to work. At Auschwitz.
Not because I think what weâre doing is like what the Nazis were doing in 1944, but because this looks so normal. These people didnât think of themselves as âevil,â any more than the people chanting at the Trump rally do.
Hereâs the point: the Holocaust didnât drop out of a clear blue sky in 1941. The concentration camps had been operating since 1933.
The first people sent to the camps werenât Jews at all. It was socialists, communists (remember that if you run across someone who tries to claim the Nazis were actually socialists), Jehovahâs Witnesses (because their faith prevented them from swearing allegiance to the Reich or serving in the military), homosexuals, and other people considered âsocially deviant.â The camps werenât awful places in 1933. Guards who abused prisoners were disciplined and sometimes prosecuted.
By 1935, this changed. As Hitler consolidated power, he pardoned the guards who had been convicted for abusing prisoners and made it clear that that behavior was now acceptable. Jews were now sent to the camps, starting with ones who had come to âcivilizedâ Germany as refugees from pogroms in Eastern Europe. They were described as âinvaders,â accused of spreading disease and stealing jobs from Germans. I understand if that last sentence sent a bit of a chill down your spine.
There were dozens, probably hundreds of concentration camps in operation by 1937. Many prisoners died there from abuse or simply from being worked to death, but they still werenât places people were specifically sent to die; it was just that no one cared whether they died or not.
By 1939, mass killings of Jews had started. Not in the camps; the Nazis werenât bothering to round people up and transport them just to kill them. They would typically be rounded up by the Nazi army and shot en masse and buried in mass graves.
Mass killings of civilians proved to be bad for morale even for Nazi soldiers, which led to the Final Solution. Eight extermination camps were built and went into operation by 1941. None were in Germany proper, so the scale of what was happening could be more easily kept from the German people. Six were in Poland, one in Serbia, and one in Belarus. Some (like Birkenau, sometimes called Auschwitz II) were on the same site as concentration camps (Auschwitz), and some (like Treblinka) were completely separate. Most were in Poland because that was where the largest number of Jews in Europe lived.
These women worked as typists, telegraph clerks, and secretaries in Auschwitz, and were called Helferinnen, which means âhelpers. Their racial purity had been establishedâshould an officer be looking for a girlfriend or a wife, the Helferinnenwere intended to be a resource.â
The point of these photos is that the Nazis were not all Eichmann and Mengele. Their horror was possible because of the many, many people who went along with what they were doing or at least were willing to look the other way. And it didnât start with Chelmno and Sobibor. It started with people being willing to vote for Nazis out of fear of the communists and responding to their appeals to âtrue Germans.â
This photo shows people reading the Nazi newspaper Der StĹąrmer (The Attacker) in 1935. The sign above it reads âThe Jews Are Our Misfortuneâ.
How far, really, are people who would chant âsend her backâ about an American citizen at a political rally from the people calmly reading that newspaper? Remember, that was still four years before the war, six before the extermination camps. It was when the groundwork for those things was being laid.
Letâs talk about our camps for a moment. Pro Publica recently published a long story about someone who works for the Border Patrol and spent time working at one of the camps. Here are a couple of excerpts:
The Border Patrol agent, a veteran with 13 years on the job, had been assigned to the agencyâs detention center in McAllen, Texas, for close to a month when the team of court-appointed lawyers and doctors showed up one day at the end of June.
Taking in the squalor, the stench of unwashed bodies, and the poor health and vacant eyes of the hundreds of children held there, the group members appeared stunned.
Then, their outrage rolled through the facility like a thunderstorm. One lawyer emerged from a conference room clutching her cellphone to her ear, her voice trembling with urgency and frustration. âThereâs a crisis down here,â the agent recalled her shouting.
At that moment, the agent, a father of a 2-year-old, realized that something in him had shifted during his weeks in the McAllen center. âI donât know why sheâs shouting,â he remembered thinking. âNo one on the other end of the line cares. If they did, this wouldnât be happening.â
No one on the other end cares. If they did, this wouldnât be happening. Let that sink in for a moment.
The CBP agent in the story is in his late 30s, a husband and father who served overseas in the military before joining CPB.
Itâs kind of like torture in the army. It starts out with just sleep deprivation, then the next guys come in and sleep deprivation is normal, so they ramp it up. Then the next guys ramp it up some more, and then the next guys, until you have full blown torture going on. That becomes the new normal.
This is how it happens. Step by step, we become the monsters. Look around the country. Try to remember how things were in 2012 or so. How many things that are simply accepted now, often with a âwhat can we do about it?â shrug, would have seemed possible then?
Referring back to the grim conditions inside the Border Patrol holding centers, he said: âSomewhere down the line people just accepted whatâs going on as normal. That includes the people responsible for fixing the problems.â
âWhat happened to me in Texas is that I realized I had walled off my emotions so I could do my job without getting hurt,â he said. âIâd see kids crying because they want to see their dads, and I couldnât console them because I had 500 to 600 other kids to watch over and make sure theyâre not getting in trouble. All I could do was make sure theyâre physically OK. I couldnât let them see their fathers because that was against the rules.
âI might not like the rules,â he added. âI might think that what weâre doing wasnât the correct way to hold children. But what was I going to do? Walk away? What difference would that make to anyoneâs life but mine?â
When asked whether he simply stopped caring, he said: âExactly, to a point thatâs kind of dangerous. But once you do, you feel better.â
This man is a father. He watches hundreds of kids. He had to stop caring on order to do his job.
Letâs say that again: he had to stop caring in order to do his job.
Just like, I imagine, the Helferinnen had to stop caring. To look the other way. To learn helplessness against the system.
I know, there are a thousand reasons why we canât change this. They broke the laws. The President says so. What will we do with all of them if we donât do this? It will encourage others if we donât do this.
Know this: those are all justifying inhuman behavior. Iâm not saying the people running the camps or the people in the government are Nazis; every historical moment is different. But theyâre using many of the same tools the Nazis used. And the same tools are being used against the Uighur in China. And the Rohingya in Myanmar.
Andrea Pitzer is a journalist who has written extensively about the history of concentration camps. Hereâs what she had to say on Twitter this morning:
When I went into the Rohingya camps in Myanmar in 2015, I also talked to people in town who were happy their former neighbors were in camps. Insisting they werenât racist or bigots, many said all they really wanted was for the government to deport the Rohingya to another country.
They claimed the Rohingya were illegal immigrants, rapists, and terrorists. If I mentioned a Rohingya they actually knew, they would sometimes acknowledge maybe *that* Rohingya person wasnât a criminal. They often argued that the Rohingya should be deported as a group anyway.
It was heartbreaking. I was there just after Trump had declared his candidacy in the US, and it was the same rhetoric, almost word for word. A little over a year later in Myanmar, the military drove hundreds of thousands of Rohingya over the border amid terrible atrocities.
Send her back. Send them back. Weâre really not racists. Jews will not replace us.
Do you honestly believe it canât happen here?
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Wonât that only solve 75% of your problems?
The book solves half of your problems, not all of them
Say you have 8 problems. You read the book, and you have 4 problems. You read the book again gets rid of HALF, of those 4 problems. So youâre left with two. Out of the 8 problems, 6 were resolved and 6/8 is 75%.
Finally Tumblr can do math
So, what youâre saying, is that if I buy infinite books, I will solve all of my problems, because the sum as n approaches infinity starting at 1 of (½)^n equals 1, which would be 100% of my problems.
No, you will only ever be able to become infinitely close to solving all of your problems, like this:
Please stop explaining math to me im gay
thatâs why radioactive material is such a bitch! it only ever deteriorates relative to its mass so it will never completely vanish
This post is pushing me to the limit
Visual development for The Hunchback of Notre Dame
This is one of those âI scrolled down hoping for an explanationâ things
Dude went to a Magic: The Gathering tournament and saw a whole lot of ass hanging out and decided to have fun with it.
This dude is also banned from said tournament because this photoset got so popular and it was considered insulting to the playersâŚâŚ.
A true martyr.
The look in his eyes is majestic.
I feel like heâs a tour guide in a meninist museum who hates his job
he got banned for this too.
he was just telling the truth. conspiracy!
Your sacrifice for rustling my jimmies are dearly noted brother. May the base God bless you for eternity.
Our hero returns.
So a thing about the bit, with Steven getting his gem pulled out, and Gem!Steven showing up?
We see the scene from Stevenâs point of view, after- and his vision is split.
As is, he sees his fleshy body with one eye-
- and the Gem!Steven forms and sees what they see from his other eye- and we can safely say Gem!Steven has the same vision.
Steven is confused and hurting- but, despite the horror of the situation, he bursts into tears, because heâs suddenly feeling desperate.
âI have to-â
âI need-â
Reaches out towards Gem!Steven, weeping, begging to be reunited- and Gem!Steven evidently feels the same, as there is no hesitation as they start walking towards Steven
I see people saying âThey are a fusionâ but⌠no, not really?
They are part of a whole that has been sepparated physically, but mentaly they are still one.
Two pieces struggling to find each other, so they could form and be whole again.
Like the gem shard in the Cluster, really.
Or any gem- any shattered gem.
So I am proposing Steven just experienced what is essentially being shattered.
This isnt my idea but someone on reddit told me to make it lol

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