Idiot Windy Dude

a funny thing about having conversations with people within institutions (academic in this case but also others) about gatekeeping, is that you end up having a conversation over and over in which you're like, "hey this alligator spike pit moat you have erected around your institution is keeping a lot of people out," and they're like, "well *I* navigated the alligator spike pit moat just fine," and you're like, "right. by dint of us having this conversation, you within the institution and me without, it is understood that you navigated the alligator spike pit moat. due to that being an inherent requirement of entering the institution," and they're like, "I don't think you understand the prestigious history of our alligator spike pit moat," and you're like, "is there a reason why there needs to be an alligator spike pit moat encircling the concept of higher education?" and they're like, "look, the alligator spike pit moat isn't for everyone. some people just aren't cut out for the alligator spike pit moat :)" and you're like, "right, yeah, like disabled people and people coming from poverty or unstable home environments or underserved communities or people dealing with difficult to navigate life events like pregnancy or abuse or prison or addiction or the death of a loved one, for example" and they're like, "how dare you imply that we are keeping those people out on purpose. it's their own problem if they can't wrestle the alligators and avoid the spikes while also disabled and/or poor and/or pregnant etc" and you're like, "well that seems evil," and they're like, "it sounds like maybe you're just bitter about the alligator spike pit moat because of your totally random individual experience with ONE bad alligator spike pit moat. have you considered therapy?" and you're like, "did you know that there's some patterns here in terms of how y'all are handling this stuff?" and they're like, "actually yes. we even have a department of alligator spike pit studies :)" and you're like, "that's great, how do I get access to and participate in those conversations?" and they're like, "well firstly you must cross the alligator spike pit moat"

if you can document that you have a medical condition that might make it challenging for you to navigate the alligator spike pit moat, they'll give you an extra 20 minutes to complete your navigation of the alligator spike pit moat

The stupidest thing is that once inside the moat, the moat becomes a measuring stick. I have gotten into heated arguments with other academics about the moat-as-measuring-stick and how useless it is. If our measuring stick is an alligator moat then everything is scaled to alligator moat as the base line. Instead of like a drawbridge.

some smells really just stick in your nose. never the ones you’d like to, either.

The only right response to rain.

stop derailing with Jesus's foreskin, this post is about God's genitals ONLY

Hi, Catholic here—the only part of the holy trinity with a human body is the Son (Jesus) so yes, but also God the Father doesn’t have a human body so no, but the Father, Son and Holy Spirit are all the same being as well so yes, but all humans including women are created in the image of God so hypothetically He has everything else too. Hope this helps.

thank you it did not!

Technically in the original language the words used more support a neutered god. As in the word looks masculine at first but upon interrogation is realized to have no gender.

no more historic events this decade that is ENOUGH, i’m putting my foot down

History is not done with us yet my friend

I have received all manner of threat, up to and beyond “I will play a flute carved from your femur,” and yet this is the first time I’ve felt truly threatened

i knew posting this in 2022 was risky but holy fucking shit

Our darling history is never done with us. She will burn our eras into her. And when the death throes of this era pass she shall smile. And gather us up again. To play out whatever the next act she has planned for us.

oh no

i ever tell yall about how as an autistic kid living in the deep south i accidentally acquired a transatlantic accent? it was a slow, unwitting, slightly bizarre process that took years of work to undo

eva stratt makes me so fucking unwell because. imagine months of making hard call after hard call because you gotta, because someone's gotta, and this time it has to be you. and she keeps strong despite it, she keeps going. then the fucking pit in her stomach she must have felt, when she realized that Grace was her only option left. the horror of that realization. having to steel herself for the task. only to have him beg and plead and cry. her friend. how did she not throw up. how did she manage it. eva stratt the woman ever, how many people out there would have the sheer force of will, to be able to pull the trigger on their friend to save all humanity. and she didn't even know if it would work. she didn't know. for years. she didn't know if murdering her friend was worth the gamble. she just had to believe in him. fucking hell.

i need a slur for academics who think non-academics arent people

why not

oh very well. then yes

public defenders get behind me. i’ll defend you this time

“so you like criminals?” I LIKE THE RIGHT TO A FAIR TRIAL.

anything from the venerable era of 1992 was a color not even frogs could achieve and came in a squeeze tube

Things often were worse actually because they weren't legally required to list all the ingredients/ regulations were less strict.

Literally this. In 1990 US congress passed Nutrition and Labeling Education Act which drastically changed how much information consumers are entitled to. It required companies to label everything used in production. This is why 1980’s labels have whole ingredients without any preservatives listed. Because they didn’t have to tell you what was being used. Even if it was a known allergen. So you might read the label come to the conclusion “oh this thing is citrus free it’s safe for me with my citrus allergy to eat” only for it to contain the component of citrus that you are allergic too as a preservative. And suddenly a food that everyone agrees looks and seems safe causes a deadly allergic reaction. Because companies weren’t required to tell you.

I've reached the point where cynicism is a major turn-off for me. You're not smarter than idealists, and you're not helping.

Funny that the stereotypical cynic is an idealist who aged out of it. In my experience, the reverse is true. I was an extreme cynic as a teenager and then I noticed how profoundly limiting it was, and also that "cynics are cool and smart" was a message that was being constantly reinforced by corporate media for some reason.