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And he kept doing it. Scene after scene.

He spent the film expecting someone to make a joke about how unserious things were or to break the fourth wall or do some other self referential type thing.

Now, maybe I'm just at that point in my cycle or maybe I'm too delicate in general, but I literally teared up hearing that. Straight up cried a bit. It is so fucking sad that sincerity and genuineness is being bred out of people.

People say all the time 'this generation can't take anything seriously!' and really, is it any wonder? Younger people have been trained out of it. You are no longer encouraged to be genuine or show emotion or be honest. You are actively punished for it. In fact, you are almost guaranteed to suffer for it.

That is so fucked up. I'm sorry to go on a bit of a random ramble rant but it's so fucking gut wrenching to see younger people lose that element of themselves. You can't express your passion without being told you're 'crashing out' or 'cringe'. You have to live in this neutral state of fear of perception, and god forbid anybody step outside of it!

You're told you should only consume and succumb and be ironic and emotionless and cool.

Listen, if you're following me and you're like.... 25 or under, let's say. Please. I beg of you. Do not fall for this rhetoric. Please, for the love of all things, feel. Feel and create and be honest with yourself. Indulge in things that make you happy. Be sincere. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Do not let this hyper-capitalistic, hyper-consumerist, self-centred, individualist culture take that from you.

New Secret Knots comic, "The River". I hope you like it!

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@unremarkabledog asked me to do this

ft. all these Synthesizer V banks

Dr. Alan Hart helped pioneer the use of chest X-rays to diagnose tuberculosis. Hart was married to a woman and practicing medicine in San Francisco in 1918 when he was outed as a trans man by a former colleague. Dr. Hart was chased out of town on the back of headlines like “Girl Poses as Male Doctor in Hospital" (he was not posing, of course) and spent much of his life moving from town to town to escape various forms of transphobia. Hart was also a novelist, and wrote of one of his characters, "When it came to outrunning gossip he found he couldn't do it," which was Hart's experience as well—he moved seven times in nine years all around the U.S. in search of safety, but it always proved fleeting. He did manage to get a graduate degree in radiology, though, and helped show how chest X-rays could show very early signs of tuberculosis, thus allowing patients the opportunity to rest and get adequate nutrition sooner, which contributed to better outcomes. Chest X-rays continue to be an essential diagnostic tool; mobile chest X-ray machines that can be carried via backpack now serve rural communities, so Hart's popularization of this diagnostic method continues to save lives.

Random person, “Hey, how are you doing?”

I respond by laughing like Courage the Cowardly Dog after he has been beaten to hell or some shit

Or that the concept that women can’t rage at a system of oppression and criminalization because that’s a male behaviour and they shouldn’t act in such way. A fundamentally crucial component of systemic change.

Almost like anti trans radicalists are just pro patriarchal anti feminists

“It’s funny,” I told Flewin. “We have an old Nintendo Game Boy floating around the house, and Tetris is the only game we own. My wife will sometimes dig it out to play on airplanes and long car rides. She’s weirdly good at it. She can get 500 or 600 lines, no problem.”

What Flewin said next I will never forget.

“Oh, my!”

The husband was writing an article on classic video game records, was surprised to find out that holding the Tetris record is a bit of a big deal, and mentions how good his wife is at it.

The guy he’s talking to mentions that the record is 327, way lower than his wifes usual scores of 500-600.

They travel to a tournament, and she goes to do her attempt. Just after she beats 327, and is climbing higher, a judge brings up to the husband that the specific version she’s playing actually has a different record of 545.

The protagonist has just won the world famous sword fighting competition in the big, rich capital and is talking to his mentor, and says something about being the best swordsman in the world. The mentor frowns and tells him that no, he isn't. He is the best swordsman out of the people that could afford to show up to this tournament. There could be a mercenary way out in the mountains, patrolling a snow encrusted fort's walls that could kick his ass and there was no way to know until he was already losing to the guy.

Medieval art often depicts knights riding all sorts of fanciful beasts; modern scholarship suggests that at least some figures traditionally identified as badly drawn horses are in fact meant to be weasels.

Centuries of selective breeding have resulted in a contemporary horse which very little resembles the horses of a thousand years ago; horses during the medieval period just looked like that.

They drew horses badly on purpose because, during the medieval period, most scribal work was performed by Roman Catholic monasteries, and as we know, all horses are Protestants.

Okay. So. You know how some people want to finish exterminating all large predatory mammals so they have less competition for deer and so they don't occasionally lose livestock? And you know how native deer species in North America have been hit increasingly hard with Chronic Wasting Disease (CWD) in the past couple of decades due to overpopulation thanks to the eradication of large predatory mammals that normally keep them in check?

We already have evidence that reintroducing predatory mammals to their native ranges not only knocks deer populations back to a healthier level, and now we've discovered that apparently the digestive systems of cougars and bobcats are lethal to CWD prions. Prions are among the most difficult pathogens* to eliminate; you have to heat them up to about 1,800 degrees F in order to thoroughly destroy them. And prion diseases like CWD are almost universally fatal.

Some lesbians use he/him? Oh cool.

Some people have people inside their head and sometimes it's fictional chars? Sick your brains like a pirate ship they're all working to run.

Some people like being treated like a pet dog? Bark bark bro.

Being fat isn't unhealthy but a perfectly normal type of body to have? Kinda beautiful how different we can all be.

Saw this one doing the rounds and thought I’ve have a crack.

The original underneath (sorry I don’t know who this is - someone tell me!)

C. californici was a species of louse that- as far as we know- exclusively parasitized California condors. Very little is known about their ecology because when the last California condors were brought in to the LA Zoo and the San Diego Wildlife Park for a captive breeding program, they were treated with a pesticide intended to kill the lice. This was done to ensure the condors remained healthy-- despite the fact that we don't really know whether C. californici posed any serious health risks or indeed was harmful to the condors at all. And we never will.

I say all this not to denigrate the work of those involved in the condor breeding program, or the continuing conservation program. I'm sharing this because we decided that one species' survival was worth the extinction of another. Or perhaps we didn't even care enough to make that decision, since C. californici was so poorly studied prior to its extinction that it may have only been an afterthought.

I doubt that I’ll ever be free of my inner critic but it’s nice to not hear from them for a while.

Okey, I’m gonna call it here and wrap up the inner critic story. It’s been very cathartic (and a lot of fun) to draw these comics but it’s time for Inner Critic to return from whence they came.

Thanks to everyone who liked and reblogged, I hope I struck a chord with some of you.