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Without fail, every time a woman is talking about how she does not want to have children and never wants to be pregnant and how medical professionals, romantic interests and family members keep trying to bulldoze her decision and keep expecting her to change her mind because motherhood is something that is expected of all women and it is abhorrent to think a woman could not desire it, a random mother spawns in the comments to be like “Well, actually, you never know! I didn’t want children and then I got pregnant and I realized I love being a mama and I have five little babies now! Could happen to you! 🥰”
Sister, keep that to yourself or make your own goddamn post, you are ignoring that woman’s central concern and belittling her, you don’t even think you’re doing it. Formerly childfree women who ended up having children and loving it are like detransitioners in the sense that there is nothing inherently wrong with changing your mind about having children or realizing you were mistaken about your gender identity but immediately weaponizing your indecision to tell people that the barriers to healthcare and the violations of their bodily autonomy and the way society ignores that person’s wishes is actually okay because you were wrong. Some people do know themselves.
Years ago back when I worked in cubicle land, we were hiring junior software developers. They didn’t have to have a ton of experience, just a willingness to learn, and some demonstration of their software skills. Like: show me a program you wrote (any language) or a web site you designed. Anything.
And there was this one guy I talked with who seemed super sharp, but had virtually zero experience writing software. When it came time to do the show-n-tell part of the interview he whips out his laptop, brings up a website, and spins it around to show me what he made.
A website of tiny ceramic frogs.
Not for sale. Just… all these ceramic frogs, organized into categories. Frogs on bicycles, frogs with hats, frogs sitting on lily pads. It was a virtual museum of ceramic frogs in web form.
I scrolled through his online collection of frogs, slightly baffled.
“This is your website?” I asked finally.
“Yep!”
“You coded this yourself?” I popped into view-source mode and poked around some incredibly well-formatted, well-commented html. I nodded slowly. This guy was meticulous.
“Yep!”
“So… where’d all the frogs come from?”
“I made those too,” he says, beaming.
And while I’m processing this he rummages in his bag and pulls out a little ceramic frog working at a computer terminal. He places it on the table before us, next to the laptop.
“And THIS one,” he says, “I made for you! As a thank you for the interview.”
It was adorable. I hired him on the spot. I mean, why not? Worst case he’d wash out in 90 days and we’d hire somebody else. He turned out to be one of the best developers on our team.
And yes, his cubicle was loaded with ceramic frogs.
The Little Art Connoisseur (1863) August Friedrich Siegert
Last time this came around I showed my three year old and he said "He's little like me!" and stared for a whole minute (v. Long in toddler time).

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did you hear? they're saying if you open your eyes to it, love is everywhere to be found. its everywhere its everywhere its everywhere
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what will it be, boss? the comfort of misery or the pain of change?

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Not shaving and not wearing make up are literally nonbehaviors. They’re a complete lack of action. But doing nothing is considered masculine because women are not allowed to just be. this goes double for trans women.
reblog this version because transmisogynists don’t know how to fuck off.
Idk there's something really sweet to me about fix-it writers. Like, me and you- maybe we couldnt make it this time, but in another universe, a million people saw the pain of our story and are writing us a happy ending, giving us the chance we never had
when i was getting trained as a welder the guys started playing sneaky grabass with each other and with me. i almost hit a few people while holding dangerous tools in my hand because they wouldn’t stop grabbing me from behind, then laughing that i ‘almost’ hit them, so i finally had to go to the instructor and say, look, i’ve had years and years of self defense training due the fact i’m a very small weirdo who is in legitimate danger of getting hatecrimed and at some point one of these guys is going to goose me again and im going to bury a wrench in his eye. get them to stop grabbing me, because i don’t want to get kicked out for hitting people.
the next day i ended up punching someone in the face with a doughnut in my fist because she thought i was being a big fucking buzzkill who tattled to teacher about a harmless game, and, guess what, grabbed my butt. i got icing all over her hair. she complained to teacher...who let everyone know that this was why they weren’t supposed to be playing grabass in the fucking shop.
anyway don’t fucking sneak up on twitchy little queers with hypervigilance, it fucking sucks and you’re lucky if you get a doughnut to a face instead of a hammer.
given that this was a welding class, I was expecting this to end up so much worse
For my 12th birthday, my parents took me to Washington DC because I was a huge nerd and I wanted to see the elephant shrews at the national zoo and I wanted to visit the Smithsonian. It was a terrible trip. Unbeknownst to me, my mother had recently found out my father was cheating on her, my (now lifelong) depression was beginning to kick in, my mom and I came down with a terrible cold at the beginning of the week and the vibes in the hotel room were miserable. I was so unhappy I cried. Walking around museums is a lot less fun when your nose is running like a faucet and you’re so tired and you want to go to bed but that means you’ll be trapped in a room with your parents who hate each other. To top it all off, the small mammal house at the national museum was CLOSED. All suffering, no shrews. Still haven’t seen an elephant shrew in person and I’m 25.
There was a group of 5 or 6 middle aged Japanese men staying in the same hotel as us. I don’t know if this was a boy’s trip or if they were there on business and working hard while they were playing hard but they were having a GREAT time. We kept bumping into them because we were staying in the same hotel and doing a lot of the same touristy activities and they seemed to be having the time of their lives every time we saw them. They had a visible lust for life I cannot put into words. I had traveled one state over and I was so miserable and just wanted to go home and they had come from across the globe and seemed to be on the trip of a lifetime and it occurred to me that yes, DC is beautiful, America is a vast and interesting place and if I got out of my own head, I could enjoy it in the way they were enjoying it.
This is what the footage of people from abroad exploring America during the World Cup has made me think of, I need to get out of my depressed 12 year old boy incapable of experiencing joy mindset, you have to love the place and people around you to want to help.
YOU have got to get in that Scottish guy experiencing Boston for the first time mindset, you have got to summon that 50 year old Japanese man in DC with 5 of his closest friends type of love for the world.
i hate that morrissey wrote i was looking for a job and then i found a job and heaven knows im miserable now. i hate that i have to give him that
he is an insufferable person who let twink death rock him

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Come to think of it, it really is insane that my entire country is burning alive and literally no one in the rest of the world cares. Thousands of Indians are dying every day from the heat, it's 45+ degrees in multiple areas, the government couldn't give two fucks, we're getting severe warnings and red alerts, and not a soul outside of South Asia is speaking about it because why would you ever care about brown people
please keep talking about how Becky from Maryland doesn't like the rising gas prices. It's clearly the more pressing issue.
USA folks, that is a consistent temperature range hitting 113°. Death Valley temperatures. In Banda, it hovered between 116°-118° (47°-48° C) for a week straight.
This has been happening all month with little to no international media attention. Here are a few organizations you can check out for resources or to support:
ActionAid India
SEEDS India
GlobalGiving
Raise India (Project Tapan)
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