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I should be doing more to appreciate the lack of marvel movies in today's popular culture. I once yearned for marvel movies to have this level of irrelevance. They used to feel almost ozymandian, like an empire that had no beginning and no end. and now tony stark iron man is naught but two vast and trunkless legs of stone.

As a former humanities student, I feel it is my duty to reblog this one.

some of the music i listen to is straight up bad

ironic how women are treated as pieces of meat until it comes to discussion of normalised abuse of our body, and then people are determined to pretend that things like sex and forced pregnancy are purely abstract ideas and "services" that exist somewhere in the ether, and not directly, literally, necessarily inside a woman's body. Foetuses grow inside women, so a demand for a foetus' "right to life" is a demand to control a woman, organ by organ, for her physical integrity to be subordinate to the interests of even something that has no interests. A demand for a sex industry is again a demand to rent a woman's organs, to get inside of a woman's body, and to do that explicitly not because it's what she wants or enjoys (because the point of paying is to bypass finding a willing partner)

i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges

some of yall need to go back to like preschool level 'girls can do anything boys can do' feminism bc we are regressing into feminine = frivolous = weak = nurturing and masculine = power = force = competence at the speed of fucking light

smth is deeply wrong with any human that can enjoy sex with someone they know is not attracted to them at all (actively repulsed by them, even) & just pretending to be so that they can afford to eat. like even if we are ignoring how morally reprehensible the whole thing is, I will NEVER understand how so many men see this as an arousing dynamic

I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."