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i dont know why anyone else misses analog board games, but to me, it's because physical parts let me cheat. there's no moving pieces around when someone isnt looking in a chess app, no sneaking bonus pieces out of the graveyard in checkers, no double drawing cards in go fish.
i spent years developing those skills as a Professional Little Brother. what am i supposed to do now, go back to college? learn how to play games the right way? i mean, who gives a shit? the fun part was never the game, it was the Getting Away With It. or, you know, for the rest of my family, Catching The Bastard. now that was entertainment.
@lizardho: wait a minute. babs. how many cards are in your han-
me: already halfway over the couch, planning my escape route through the back yard
You were always so squirmy it made you hard to catch. This is how knife tag happened.
"Knife tag" is such an evocative turn of phrase, and a game to which I would love to know the details*
When I was teenie tiny, Liz had a toy shark that I feared more than death. This meant that under sibling law, she was required to chase me with it. Frequently. Failing to do so would have invalidated her Professional Big Sister license.
One time she was chasing me it and I asked her very nicely to stop, and she did not which left me no choice but to grab a knife and repeat my request.
I know this may sound like an extreme reaction. But there really was no other rational choice. What was I supposed to do, ask nicely a second time? Like a goddamn hippy? No. Knife time.
Unfortunately I was bluffing and Liz called my bluff by grabbing a knife of her own. Which meant I was then getting chased with a shark AND a large steak knife. I started off continuing to be more scared of the shark than the knife, but that was a mistake because Liz actually made a lunge for me with the knife (I think she mixed up her shark hand/knife hand?) and managed to lightly stab our new couch. Which Liz then had to explain to our mom. I think the conversation was something like "Mom, the good news is that I missed, and the bad news is that I tried, and the worst news is that I got the couch instead.â
My mom handled it very well. My survival to adulthood hinged entirely on this weird one weird exploit in human psychology where confusing someone enough temporarily turns off their ability to be angry.
Incredibly that wasn't even our worst dumb sibling chase incident. The worst happened when I was chasing her through the house, and she ducked into our freshly mopped kitchen. She managed to cool girl skate over the puddles and make it to the other side of the room, which led to me trying to cool boy skate in her footsteps. This failed horribly, and instead resulted in me sailing headfirst into the dishwasher.
The good news was that I was able to absorb the entire blow with my left eyebrow, which I wasn't using very much anyway. The bad news was that I actually cut most that eyebrow off as a sort of fuzzy flap, which was disgusting, not to mention painful. Fortunately, with my dad being a doctor, he was able to glue most of it back on, albeit slightly crooked, such that I spent the next two years with a Resting Confused Face. Like so.
(I know this probably sounds inconvenient to you, but those were ages 6-7, so I was probably going to be confused all the time anyway. If anything, this helped me conserve precious eyebrow calories, which I was then able to use for more important tasks, such as spitting, or lurking near my dad so that when he left his Dave Barry books lying around I could swoop in and learn bad words from them. I learned most of my bad words that way.)
My mother has informed me that the crooked eyebrow was also due to my squirminess. Live by the squirm, die by the squirm.
Your dad was a doctor and it didn't occur to him to take you to THE EMERGENCY ROOM?!
Why would he? He had the kit at home, he'd spent years working in the ER himself, and the wait times were routinely 6+ hours. ER was everyone's last resort. Anytime anyone from our ward got a cut, they'd show up at our door first, seeing if Dr. Dad had a free moment to put them back together. Which he did free of charge.
I am very proud of him for that, and it's the kind of public usefulness I aspire to have, but it also meant that once or twice a month I opened the door expecting the mailman and instead got a neighbor experiencing Monty Python levels of bleeding. Which I do not think is what gave me an anxiety disorder, but it also could not possibly have helped.
challenging all white women to put in even half the effort they spend on fearmongering to other white women about parking lot abductions to instead support MMIWG initiatives if they want to actually make a difference in protecting women
The AFN's Seeking have yet to see real, on-the-ground changes to end violence against First Nations women, girls, and gender-diverse people.
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In every way this is set up to be a joke like any other short video, it even uses the trope of main character in a wig to represent their mom, but it isn't funny at all. It's just sweet and nice
Exactly this. đ
Ads for weight loss should be illegal. Hope this helps.
This post predates the rise of GLP-1 drugs, their overwhelming promotion for weight loss purposes, and the reinvigoration of anti-fatness in popular culture. To all of the fat folks, people surviving EDs, and everyone struggling with the onslaught of ever more predatory advertising:
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Happy fat liberation month. Hope this helps.
hi so yeah im trying to find the hotel california and i know i have to take the highway to hell but i accidentally turned left onto the boulevard of broken dreams. i took the first hard right onto the rocky road to dublin cuz i thought it would loop back around but it didnt lol and i know im waaaaaay off course bc i just drove by the house of the rising sun haha. so how many miles until i get to the hotel
500 MILES?!?!?!
this blows i shouldve taken the old town road to where the streets have no name. i cant believe i have to drive 500 miles. wait hang on i have to what.
hallelujah im almost there! i walked across the bridge over troubled water and through the tunnel of love. i can see signs for paradise city which means im not far from funkytown! itâs been a long long time since i was there. anyway i donât wanna linger here sooooo what do i do after i walk 500 miles
FUCK this. FUCK this and FUCK your hotel. YOU wanna walk on and on and on then you can go your own way but IM heading back to my fast car and getting on the road again. fuuuuuck iâm exhausted and i literally need a place to stay the night and wait wait okay wait rant cancelled. some guys are telling me thereâs no need to feel downÂ
An er doctor that wants to just lounge around does not make me feel confident as a patient
how long and how many days a week do you think ER doctors work. i think they're right to want to just fucking chill. i want a well rested doctor treating me and not one who just pulled a 24 hour shift and then a 12 and another 12 before another 24, with only a few hours of legally mandated breaks inbetween.
Yeah some of us want a 30-hour work week because we've read the experimental research trials. People aren't any less productive and they are happier and less stressed and feel less leisure time pressure.
It turns out that working 40 hours a week is just too much. Full stop, no ifs ands or buts. The tiredness and loss of focus it induces is enough that you're about 25% less productive per hour when you're on a 40-hour work week, and so the extra 10 hours a week cancels out. This effect is a little bit more pronounced for white collar work and a little bit less pronounced for blue collar work, but there's functionally not enough of a difference to care. And people who are working more than that actually become less productive in total.
The thing is that you don't immediately gain the benefits of being fully rested and focused by working less on just one day, or even one week. It can even take months to settle into the pattern of higher productivity per working hour, and that's frankly miraculously quick given that full burnout can take years to recover from. And during that transition you will be less immediately productive. Particularly for people who pride themselves on being hard workers and how much overtime they put in, the notion that working less can get just as much done can feel absurd and even insulting. Because it seems so painfully obvious that you get less done when you do less, and any experiences of being invited to do so feel like they back that up.
But it's true. We are all simply working more than we need to, pointlessly, to no benefit at all. It is an appallingly pointless waste of human life.
The results of several workplace surveys may defy expectations, but the data is clear: shortened work weeks can work for businesses and empl
Also, I donât actually care if someone is less productive working 30 hours a week or 20 hours a week. We do not need endless productivity and itâs bad for the earth and bad for people. We would be completely fine if everyone was half as productive. Literally we would be better off. It does not matter that a 30 hour work week is as productive as a 40 hour work week. Reject that framing!
I am đŻ with @addamatic on this!
in re doctors part of the reason doctors are expected to work obscenely long hours is that educational and licensing institutions deliberately limit the number of doctors in the labor market.
if we want readily available healthcare we don't want limited, overworked doctors. we want MORE, well-rested doctors.

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Actually, no, I don't think that friendships dropping like flies in your late 20s and early 30s because no one has time for that between overwork and family obligations and marriage and kids and partners and the ritual of the time slayer is normal and ok. No I don't think deep conversations and spontaneous adventures being replaced with a tired coffee every six months is a normal part of growing up. I don't think that emotional intimacy and soul bonds disintegrating in the face of practical inconvenience is a fact of life. I think that means something is deeply deeply wrong with our society and I will never forgive it for the friends I've lost
Division of labor in the home is one of the most important equity issues of our time. Yet at this rate it will be another 75 years before men do half the work.
The optimistic tale of the modern, involved dad has been greatly exaggerated. The amount of child care men performed rose throughout the 1980s and â90s, but then began to level off without ever reaching parity. Mothers still shoulder 65 percent of child-care work. In academic journals, family researchers caution that the âculture of fatherhoodâ has changed more than fathersâ actual behavior.
Sociologists attribute the discrepancy between mothersâ expectations and reality to âa largely successful male resistance.â This resistance is not being led by socially conservative men, whose like-minded wives often explicitly agree to take the lead in the home. It is happening, instead, with relatively progressive couples, and it takes many women â who thought their partners had made a prenatal commitment to equal parenting â by surprise. Why are their partners failing to pitch in more?
The answer lies, in part, in the different ways that men and women typically experience unfairness. Inequality makes everyone feel bad. Studies have found that people who feel theyâre getting away with something experience fear and self-reproach, while people who feel exploited are angry and resentful. And yet men are more comfortable than women with the first scenario and less tolerant than women of finding themselves with the short end of the stick. Parity is hard, and this discrepancy lays the groundwork for male resistance.
Though many men are in denial about it, their resistance communicates a feeling of entitlement to womenâs labor. Men resist because it is in their âinterest to do so,â write Scott Coltrane and Michele Adams, leaders in the field of family studies, in their book, âGender and Families.â By passively refusing to take an equal role, men are reinforcing âa separation of spheres that underpins masculine ideals and perpetuates a gender order privileging men over women.â
While interviewing working parents for a book on parenthood, I spoke with one dad in Vermont who said: âThe expectation among my male friends is still that they will have the life they had before having kids. My dad has never cooked a meal. Iâve strayed from that. But subconsciously, the thing that makes you motivationally step up and do something when youâre not being asked âŚâ he trailed off, and then said: âI have justifications. Itâs a cop-out.â
Take love out of the equation and focus on the workplace, and itâs clear how this plays out. Studies show that male employees sit back while their female co-workers perform the tasks that donât lead to promotion. In a series of lab studies, the economists Lise Vesterlund, Linda Babcock and Maria Recalde and the organizational behaviorist Laurie Weingart found that in coed groups, women are 50 percent more likely than men to volunteer to take on work that no one else wants to do. But in all-male groups, the men volunteer just as readily.
In an interview with NPR, Dr. Vesterlund explained that the women do the work âbecause theyâre expected to.â The men âcome into the room, they see the women, they know how we play these games.â
We play the same games at home. I interviewed couples separately and found that the women were often angry, while many men didnât seem to realize there was a problem.
The couples offered three explanations for this labor imbalance. The first was that women take over activities like bedtime, homework and laundry because men perform these tasks inadequately. But this isnât âmaternal gatekeeping,â the theory that men want to help but women disparage their capabilities and push them out. Instead these seem to be situations that necessitate the intervention of a reasonable adult.
A mother in California said: âItâs important to me that my sons are not falling asleep in class and that theyâre not late for school. My husband does not share those priorities, so I do bedtime and school drop-off.â
The dad in Vermont explained: âI do laundry when I need it. When it comes to the kidsâ laundry, I could be more proactive, but instead I operate on my time scale. So my wife does most of their laundry. Let me do it my way and Iâm happy to do it, but if youâre going to tell me how to do it, go ahead and do it yourself.â
The second explanation involved forgetting or obliviousness. A mother in Illinois said: âMy husband is a participatory and willing partner. Heâs not traditional in terms of âI donât change diapers.â But his attention is limited.â She added, âI canât trust him to do anything, to actually remember.â
A dad in San Francisco said that many of the tasks of parenting werenât important enough to remember: âI just donât think these things are worth attending to. A certain percentage of parental involvement that my wife does, I would see as valuable but unnecessary. A lot of disparity in our participation is that.â
Finally, some men blamed their wivesâ personalities. A San Diego dad said his wife did more because she was so uptight. âShe wakes up on a Saturday morning and has a list. I donât keep lists. I think thereâs a belief that if sheâs not going to do it, then it wonât get done.â (His wife agreed that this was true, but emphasized that her belief was based on experience: âWe fell into this easy pattern where he learned to be oblivious and I learned to resent him.â)
A father in Portland, Ore., confirmed that his wife takes on more but said: âIt has to do with her personality. She always has to stay busy. No matter what day of the week it is, she has a need to be engaged, to be doing something.â
Many mothers told me they had tried to change this and had aired their grievances with their partners, only to watch as nothing changed. A mother in Queens said she spent three years trying to get her husband to do more before coming to terms with the fact that maybe it was never going to happen. âHe notices the unfairness, but he just accepts it as something we have a disagreement about,â she said. âHow much convincing of the other person can you do?â
All this comes at a cost to womenâs well-being, as mothers forgo leisure time, professional ambitions and sleep. Wives who view their household responsibilities âas unjust are more likely to suffer from depression than those who do not,â one study says. When their children are young, employed women (but not men) take a hit to their health as well as to their earnings â and the latter never recovers. Child-care imbalances also tank relationship happiness, especially in the early years of parenthood.
Division of labor in the home is one of the most important gender-equity issues of our time. Yet at the current rate of change, MenCare, a group that promotes equal involvement in caregiving, estimates that it will be about 75 more years before men worldwide assume half of the unpaid work that domesticity requires.
If anything is going to change, men have to stop resisting. Gendered parenting is kept alive by the unacknowledged power bestowed upon men in a world that values their needs, comforts and desires more than womenâs. Itâs up to fathers to cop to this, rather than to cop out.
Never underestimate the power of just slapping "in an AU where..." onto the beginning of a plot idea/summary. You can do whatever you want once you got that shit there. Doesn't matter how absolutely batshit insane it is. As long as it's an AU where that insanity makes even slight sense, you're fucking golden. I once saw a Jar Jar Binks/Sheev Palpatine fic whose summary started out with "A Star Wars AU where Jar Jar never met Qui-Gon, and instead became a couples/family counselor on Naboo" and like. Wild fucking concept. Probably a wild fucking story. But no matter what happens, you've already got it covered because you established right from the start that this is already a universe where Jar Jar fucking Binks is a couples/family counselor. Anything else that happens is just bizarre icing on an already buck fucking wild cake. You can do whatever you want
And before anyone's like "bUt WhAt WeRe YoU dOiNg At ThE dEvIlS sAcRaMeNt" I was ACTUALLY looking up fics about Lurtz (the urukhai secondary antagonist from Fellowship of the Ring who kills Boromir) when I came across a "Frodo Baggins & Jar Jar Binks" tag and then ended up looking at Jar Jar Binks fics. I found a fic tagged "Abraham Lincoln/Jar Jar Binks." I also read short Anakin Skywalker/Jar Jar Binks smut fic tagged Major Character death, had the sentence "body horror abounds" in the summary, included Jar Jar calling Anakin out on racism, and a first five sentences that personally came into my home shot me in the face. It was only like 1k. Is any of this better than just being at the devil's sacrament? No. But it is significantly weirder.
Did you know that horses are still used for logging? Not just as a way to keep traditional handicrafts alive, but because horses are genuinely better at some jobs than machines?
Horses are much gentler on sensitive ecosystems, they're more flexible in rocky terrain, and they don't topple over on a hillside.
They can enter dense forests and drag out one specific tree without damaging the other trees and without compacting or eroding the soil.
They also run on hay instead of gas or electricity. Horses don't pollute the ecosystem with either oil leaks, gas stench, or noise.
In conclusion, draft horses are awesome c:
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