Bipolar Bitch

Christians will deadass claim to be oppressed but feel comfortable and safe enough to:

Force non-Christians to pray to the Christian God in their own fucking homes

Go door-to-door to proselytize

Call people to proselytize

Take classes to proselytize (my mythology teacher actually dealt with this, and now has to include a warning on the first day of class)

Cross the fucking ocean to proselytize

Openly tell people they think they are going to Hell

Insist that their beliefs should influence the law

Get all pissy if someone says this isn’t a Christian nation, but a beautifully mixed one.

Have radio stations built around their religion

Have movies based on their religion

And fucking everything else

And if anyone even mentions any of this smart home bullshit near me I hiss like an offended cat.

A good old fashioned manual lock and deadbolt is the way to go, and I don’t trust my fridge to be talking to my doctor or my washing machine to have internet access, because I promise you that shit will go sideways immediately.

Your rhoomba is a neat and efficient little machine because it stores all of its programmed paths on the cloud: every room it’s been in, the location of every piece of furniture, and most importantly, the hours it’s put to work. Enough data, and we have most (if not all) of your floorplan, the location of every major and minor piece of furniture, the occupants of your household, and a pretty good idea of your household’s usual routines. 

Your cloud-connected thermostat tells us when you’re home, when you wake up and go to sleep, when you’re gone each day, and when you’re away for vacation. If that thermostat also has occupant-sensitivity (ie, turns itself down when no movement is detected), that’s a wonderful datapoint for tracking your routine. And if the thermostat ‘learns’ your patterns enough to make suggestions, that’s because it’s stored everything in the cloud – along with a million other peoples’ data – to statistically infer your behavior.  

Your fridge can suggest recipes for the food you’ve stored, which means it’s sending a query into the cloud with the contents of your current fridge. If it’s predictive – such as, telling you what you normally eat and suggesting a grocery list to resupply – that means it’s also tracking what you eat, how often, how fast, and when you do most of your shopping. 

With your address, I can get publicly-available data on how much you paid for the house, its age, and its rough square footage. With the rhoomba, I can guess you go out and do things on your days off, that you have at least two animals, that you have a child of walking age, an eat-in kitchen and a formal dining room, hardwood floors, and at least three rugs of high enough quality that you’ve programmed the rhoomba to avoid munching on the rugs’ tassels. The thermostat tells me you’re early to bed and early to rise, that you keep the house relatively cold during hot summers and that your HVAC sometimes struggles to keep up. Your fridge tells me how much you spend, your entertainment patterns, and a fairly good idea of your tastes. 

I now know when, where, what, and how to hit you with advertisements for holiday entertaining, high-end furniture, home remodeling, appliance replacement – and a fairly well-educated guess on your budget for each. There’s a billion other things I could see, deduce, and use from your collected data. Not every use would be as innocuous as advertisements, either. 

And yes, your collected data is available for purchase by corporations beyond the one who made a single appliance. Anyone who tells you otherwise is trying to sell you something.

47 y/o man with 3 kids:

Me: I don’t personally understand the desire to have children, or why do many feel like failures when they’re unable to

Dad: (in that voice that indicates he thinks he’s about to drop some real Knowledge™️ on me) well you have to understand; if you reach a certain age and don’t have children, people will look at you weirdly. Nobody wants that

Me: …You’re saying you were peer pressured into having a baby? Like you were afraid of being “the weird kid” except you were a grown man with a job? Do you think that’s a good thing?

Dad:

“If that’s rape, then I would be a rapist,” whisper the men to themselves.

It’s not “vegan wool”, it’s plastic.

It’s not “vegan leather”, it’s plastic.

It’s not “vegan fur”, it’s fucking plastic. It’s all plastic.

It’s all fucking plastic, and every time you wash it, or damage it, or try to dispose of it, that plastic winds up in the water, in the earth, in the air.

Hell, the damage has already done when the fucking thing’s been made. As the OP says, it’s all oil and oil products; it creates pollution just to produce synthetic fabrics and materials, even before you try to throw them away, which, I mean, good luck with that.

A lot of vegan ideology is built up around a very superficial set of ethics that are supposedly about protecting animals, wildlife and the environment, but they fall apart when you look even a little bit below the surface. Every time you eschew an animal-based product in favour of something “synthetic” for the sake of “saving an animal’s life”, you’re creating pollution and trash that won’t go away for thousands of years, damaging the Earth and making life so much worse for countless animals and people.

When you live somewhere with -40C winter temperatures, you realize that pragmatism and warmth trump all other considerations.

I’m in and out of cars and buildings all day, every day. I have to dress for the weather and fur is hands down one of the warmest things you can wear — ask the fucking Inuit.

So you know what I do?

I check consignment stores. I check estate auctions. I get family heirloom furs.

I buy furs that are literally older than I am, in styles that would consign them to the dumpster, and then get them tailored to fit. My fur earmuffs? Salvaged fur from a coat that was ripped and functionally useless. My fur short coat? A fur that got raggedy and moth-eaten at the bottom and so was hemmed to hip height. My long fur coat is almost fifteen years older than I am, and I’m thirty one years old. Do that math.

Yeah?

Imma wear linen when the weather looks like this:

I am NOT going to wear hemp, linen or cotton when the weather looks like this:

When the weather outside is frightful, I’mma make like an Inuit and dress like this:

Would it be the:

-reuse of fabrics and furs that are generally anywhere from 10-50 years old?

-recycling and repurposing of old or otherwise unusable materials like leather and fur to make smaller items like jackets, vests, gloves, hats and balaclavas?

-support for Indigenous traditions, handicrafts and artisans?

-recognition of the fact that there are very few plant-based products that will stand up to winters where the average temperature is anywhere from -20 to -50

I know, I know. Your ethics are itchy and it’s very simple to talk that good shit.

But let me introduce you to a Canadian phenomena: frostbite.

Frostbite occurs when your cells freeze. Your cells.

Ice crystals begin to form in cells in temperatures lower than -4C, which is what Canadians call “spring, fucking finally”.

In the teeth of winter, you get maybe ten hours of sunlight a day and your highest temperature is still double digits below 0C and the weather channel is saying “WEATHER WARNING: skin freezing in 30SECONDS”, and the government has put out a WEATHER EMERGENCY: EXTREME COLD WARNING.

When the weather is that severe, we don’t actually get the luxury of waxed cotton, woollen peacoats and a few layers of linen.

Well, that’s not true. They DO, actually. They get wet from sweat and then get clammy and suck the heat out of you, leading to frostbite. Polyester is plastic, and I avoid that, because it’s bad for the environment.

You know what actually keeps you warm when it hits -50F? Wool, fur, and down. All animal products, all renewable and biodegradable, and all of which will last years with proper care.

Ah, yes. Truely, sheep live terribly. (Note; sheep wool is useless unles they have good pasture they’re raised on)

Ah, yes, the sheep are so mistreated when they’re sheared. A whole four minutes and they’re done. It’s like giving a fussy toddler a haircut.

And if they’re NOT shorn, you get flystrike, which I’m not going to post a pic of here because it is very unpleasant. Basically, flies lay eggs on the thick wool and the larvae eat the sheep’s skin off. It can be fatal.

https://www.fwi.co.uk/livestock/health-welfare/livestock-diseases/parasitic-diseases/fly-strike-warning-warm-wet-weather-continues

Tanned hides work great as a base for moccasins, because it’s thick enough to protect your feet from the heat of the packed dirt, and thin enough that your feet don’t sweat to death inside of them. In boots, I don’t trust any material that isn’t leather or reptile skin to protect me from animals or the elements.

no zoos

zoos do good things

zoos help rehabilitate animals who otherwise would not survive in the wild

zoos help protect animals that would otherwise be hunted down

and zoos give them care to keep them healthy

seaworld and circuses (involving animals)

Almost all their fish are nearly 20 years old (or less depending on natural life cycle, or MORE… there are a few close to 50) and they also have rehabilitation and release programs for injured animals. Since they are non-profit every bit of money goes to constant improvements in their tanks, research, and conservation efforts.

the pink stripe was simply taken away because pink fabric was too expensive to mass reproduce at the time, and the turquoise stripe was taken away for a really odd reason: for the harvey milk remembrance parade in 1979, they wanted three stripes on each side of the street and didn’t want it to be asymmetrical, so they did away with the turquoise stripe. like, they could have fixed it in some other way without removing a whole stripe, but eh whatever history’s history.

(source 1; article) (source 2; official site)

BIGGER,

if you google search ‘spooky scary skeletons’ do NOT click on this

its a fucking screamer, ok

at about 10 seconds in it comes up with fucking jeff the killers face and a loud screaming

i can promise its fucking loud

just pls

but like…Becky, of course LGBTQ+ people existed before Stonewall. We’ve all existed since the beginning of time. But the movement got a shock to its senses, a jump-start, a rocket-into-space when that glass shattered via Marsha P. Johnson, and when Sylvia Rivera was up on-stage protesting guess who was on the sidelines heckling her?

Without a trans black woman, LGBT+ rights would not exist. Never forget. Never “pay it no mind”.

I am not a satanist so I can not provide in-depth knowledge but there are many branches/types of satanism. Here is the ones I know of.. I might get a few things wrong but as said before I don’t practice satanism.

The Church of Satan: The church of Satan belives in no deity except for that of yourself! You are your own god/goddess. You worship yourself in the form of self-love, self betterment, happiness, and pursuing knowledge. To name a few. This branch of satanism encourages sex, but sexual acts towards children or animals are considered sins. (This church was founded by the man who wrote the satanic bible)

The Satanic Temple: Above all this branch encourages benevolence and empathy as well as the embrace of common sense and justice. This group does not worship Satan as a deity but rather as a figure off rebellion. Recently you may have heard that the temple erected a statue of Baphomet on public property in Detroit because of the city building a statue of the 10 Commandments. They also held a “Pink Mass” at the funeral of Westboro Baptist Church Leader Fred Phelps’ mother. Gay couples were welcomed to the pink mass and encouraged to publicly display affection and wish for Phelps’ mother to be “gay in the afterlife.”

Luciferianism: Luciferians are most concerned with the pursuit of knowledge. They worship Lucifer (mostly as a symbol but some as a deity) rather than Satan. To them he embodies self-determination and liberation from the slave mentality. Luciferians’ main goal is to help people “take responsibility for their own life and act as an individual moral agent, using the full potential of their own genius and thereby optimizing possibilities.”