INFINITE WACKNESS

speaking of hedging, one criticism i always hate that's often levelled against people doing media criticism or analysis is variations on "oh they think all their opinions are correct" yeah i'd hope so--don't understand why someone would hold an opinion they think is wrong! i hate the culture of endlessly qualifying everything you say to mollify an interlocutor who feels like your strongly held opinion is an imposition on their free will and i think nobody ought to bend to it. make your criticisms and points with your fucking chest. if you think you need my permission to disagree with me then you will die my thrall and be buried in my tomb

can you imagine having a small dick and going to buy your Gay Water and the box tells you youre racist

I was playing battlefield 1 and somewhere in the fog of war I became disillusioned with the war we were fighting for. i deserted my company in the midst of a mortar shelling . i ran and kept running. shedding off all the things that made me a soldier so i may return to be man once again. Deep inton the French countryside. I was given refuge by a family of cattle ranchers who also didn’t believe in this war. Eventually, I assimilated myself into their family as a way to avoid returning to the front lines. Me and the farmers daughter became close by the end of it, but by the time I had gathered up the courage to say something to say to her, the game had ended, and it kicked me out of the lobby, never to see her or her kind family again. Rarely was there ever a happy ending for a soldier in World War I.

everyone eat more vegetables NOW!!! and mention the last vegetable you ate in the tags so we're all on the buddy system. I'll start: bok choy

I always say that the thing which sets Sargent apart as a portrait artist is that he draws/paints literally every subject - no matter their gender, social position, life vs representational drawing etc - like he is right that minute realising he's desperately in love with them. And it rules every single time.