im literally in tears what the fuck
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im literally in tears what the fuck
I want to fuck you like a flatworm. Pseudobiceros hancockanus, you understand. En garde!

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one of the biggest things I can advocate for (in academia, but also just in life) is to build credibility with yourself. It’s easy to fall into the habit of thinking of yourself as someone who does things last minute or who struggles to start tasks. people will tell you that you just need to build different habits, but I know for me at least the idea of ‘habit’ is sort of abstract and dehumanizing. Credibility is more like ‘I’ve done this before, so I know I can do it, and more importantly I trust myself to do it’. you set an assignment goal for the day and you meet it, and then you feel stronger setting one the next day. You establish a relationship with yourself that’s built on confidence and trust. That in turn starts to erode the barrier of insecurity and perfectionism and makes it easier to start and finish tasks. reframing the narrative as a process of building credibility makes it easier to celebrate each step and recognize how strong your relationship with yourself can become
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i’m so fucking pissed off at this picture
wwhat the fuck….
I FUCKING LOVE THIS
oh my god thank you for the second perspective, it honestly makes me feel way less stressed about this image, you have no idea
Here’s the second image again since it somehow disappeared in reblogs
Someone will say "as a queer person in the heart of empire, my life is in danger every day" and you'll find out they're a developer for Amazon and live in San Francisco or Seattle or some shit, and then you'll meet a trans girl from Alva, OK who's like "Yeah, things are pretty good. AutoZone moved me to full-time."
Someone in a queer group in my current blue city said that they didn't like expressions of solidarity because it "diluted their oppression".
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In archeology there are artifacts, which are items made or modified by humans, but there are also manuports, which haven't been modified but are found far from any possible origin point and there's no explanation besides somebody carried it there. Manuports include things like stones, fossils, and seashells, and have been found in deposits as much as three million years old.
So yeah, apparently the oldest human activity for which we have evidence is Picking Up Cool Rocks.
I was on a team that found a walrus tusk on a late IR2 site in central Jordan. We all knew what it was instantly, but just kind of sat there, telling ourselves stories about how it got there. It was plain and unmodified, and probably one of the coolest things the team ever found.

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I don't disagree it's possible to vote out fascists, but I think the real question is whether this accomplishes anything beyond giving them a couple terms' vacation before they can slip back in and pick up right where they left off. Especially in the USA where it seems no amount of Repub fuckups can ever actually put their chances of winning below 50%
I mean it accomplishes getting them out of office, which is extremely fucking important, and then, yes, you have to keep campaigning and voting against them for the rest of your life. There is no one election that is going to #own the other party into not existing anymore.
We vote in every election forever. That is how this works.
If you get tired of that, the fascists are happy to provide an alternative.
Do you know how how many American citizens do not vote?
According to the Census Bureau, 65.3% of US citizens voted in the 2024 election, the third-highest turnout in the past 34 years. Turnout increased by 13.1 percentage points since the most recent mid-term elections in 2022, but decreased by 1.5 percentage points since the 2020 presidential election.
At least 1/3 of US citizens (and often far more!) never vote.
Second question. Do you know the demographics most likely to vote in every single election? Older people vote more than younger people, and conservatives vote more than liberals. Fascists keep winning in America not because a majority of Americans like fascism, but because the people who like fascism are far more likely to vote than the people who don't like fascism. If the 1.5% of people who voted in 2020 but did not vote in 2024 had voted, Trump would have lost.
Voting out fascists works, but we have to keep doing it. And we have to keep doing it in every election.
It sounds like a lot, and it sounds like a drag, but the thing is, politics is not like movies or novels.
In movies and novels where there is a villain, there is usually One Great Big Climactic Battle Against Evil at the end of the movie, where Our Hero does something really smart/brave/whatever and Defeats Evil And Wins The Day For Good. We've seen this so often that people have started to believe that this is how life works. And it isn't.
Real-life politics is a lot more like household chores than anything else. You don't do the dishes Once For All and then never have to do them again. Ditto laundry, scrubbing the toilet, etc. These things have to get done regularly or things are going to get gross, and the more gross you let things get, the longer it takes to fix them. If you keep doing the laundry, and the dishes, and wiping up spills when you make them, and cleaning the bathroom on a regular basis, and sweeping/vacuuming the floor on a regular basis, and putting away your stuff, then your house will be comfortable to live in. If you do these chores at least occasionally, it probably won't be too bad. If you never do them, things are going to get very bad (and possibly unsafe, with mold and stuff growing on the unwashed dishes).
In the same way, political stuff is just ongoing. Voting happens at least every two years in the US. Legislatures meet for months every year. The executive branches (Presidents, governors, mayors) work year round. There's always something important going on, and it may be boring stuff but it can have absolutely huge impacts on everyday life.
If we want to have a decent house/country to live in, the bare minimum action necessary to maintain it is voting in every election.
Also: the tone of the ask implies that while voting fixes things for a little while, there must be some other strategy that would fix things permanently.
That's not how humans work. Especially not hundreds of millions of humans at once.
We got a lot of fascism out of the country with WWII, because it was Known that the fascists and Nazis were The Bad Guys. It was uncool to be fascist or Nazi. We even got some socialist shit going on like the New Deal, Social Security, high taxes on the rich, etc!
BUT - that didn't fix it. We still had a shit-ton of systemic (and individual) racism and misogyny. The Commies became the new Bad Guy, which led to McCarthyism and witch hunts and blacklisting.
We got the civil rights movement and women's liberation, and those helped a lot. But they still didn't fix everything, and the people who secretly wished they could still be openly fascist/Nazis (and there will always be people who play along in public but hide their true intentions) started to resent those populations for daring to not sit down and shut up and take what they're given. And those people indoctrinate their children.
And the cycle starts over. No, voting doesn't fix everything permanently. But nothing does and nothing ever will. Yes, we need more than just voting in order for changes to last longer. But even those things require constant upkeep.
When your house gets really bad you might need to hire an exterminator. But you still have to keep doing the chores, and you have to keep an eye out for pests constantly, because the moment the exterminator leaves anything might slip in through a crack you can't even see and set up shop in your walls, and you won't even know it until later.
Voting isn't a one-time, permanent solution. But the thing is, NOTHING IS.
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I've always heard Bostonians were surly and rude but everyone I've met here is so friendly. Is it because I'm not driving a car?
I don’t know I’m not exactly known for my soothing ambiance
MBTA, baby, please don't believe the things your haters say about you. Your ambience is perfectly normal. Take it from this Baltimorean: you are every bit as reliable as the DC Metro, and if the ungrateful Bostonians who trash talk you knew how good they really have it they would be kissing your wheels. I would do anything for a transit system like you in my hometown.
i really thought the point of "being lgbt+ doesn't absolve you of racism as a white person" was that white people arent absolved of racism by being marginalized but it really seems like people think other marginalizations make it okay. no being disabled doesn't do it. no being poor doesnt do it. we need to fight against racism actively no matter what.

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Out of control Edwardian youths refuse to clap at production of Peter Pan, force distraught J.M Barrie to pull out rarely seen "Tinkerbell Fucking Dies" ending
You probably know this but shitpost ruining fun fact for anybody who doesn’t:
When the play first was performed, JM Barrie et al were so concerned this might happen that they instructed the orchestra to drop their instruments and clap at this point, just in case
I did not know this and I'm grateful for being informed
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(sorry to interrupt joke post but) this is true!
Children not clapping did happen too, (and some were even expected to have hissed, which was later written into the 1928 playscript and 1911 novel). But my all time favourite anecdote about it is from Pauline Chase (who played Peter)'s intro to Peter Pan's Post Bag 1909:
Children love to clap their hands at the play because then they feel that they are really part of it, and you can see them holding their hands poised ready to seize an opportunity. Their great chance is when I ask them to clap their hands if they believe in fairies, and so save Tink's life. But they are very wrathful if any one claps who has the reputation of being a cynic, and once there was quite an uproar in the front row of the dress circle because of a girl who clapped. Those about her pulled down her arms angrily. "How dare you clap," they cried, "when you know you don't believe in fairies!" There was one dreadfully hard-hearted little boy who came to the theatre not to clap. That was his object for coming, and he came round "behind" to tell me so in the middle of the play. His teeth were firm set. "I won't clap," he said doggedly; "I'm not going to clap." And when the time came he didn't clap; above the clapping of all the others I could hear him shouting from a box, "Peter, I'm not clapping."
(Tink was revived each time anyway)
I am a certified hater of audience participation but let me tell you, it is almost impossible not to clap during this scene. Even as a full grown adult.