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phone somehow autocorrected "the joker" to "the worker." why so devoid of class consciousness, batman
Anyone who tells you you are only safe among people exactly like you is a fascistic liar.
My rapist was nonbinary and bi. My deeply Lutheran grandma was the first person to fully accept me as trans in my primarily liberal athiestic/agnostic family. Years ago my social life was ruined by another trans masculine person who intentionally destroyed all of my close friendships. One of my current closest friends is a cishet guy who has a friend group that is almost entirely populated of queer people because a bunch of his friends have come out around him since high school.
Fascists want you scared and isolated and alone. The way to combat that is to trust other people. And yeah. Trusting other people is vulnerable and can lead to hurt, but sometimes the people you trust blindly based on identity will be the ones who hurt you the most and the ones you dismiss blindly based on identity will be the ones who can keep you the safest.
Hi Apple users, Apple released a fun thing where they take your photos and Siri transcripts and use them to train AI! And they may be automatically turned on without your knowledge, because oh boy they sure were for me!!!!!!!!!!!!
Open the “apps” section in your settings (it’s usually at the very bottom), go to photos and scroll until you see “Enhanced Visual Search” and then turn that shit off. Then go to “Privacy and Security”, scroll until you see “Analytics & Improvements”, and turn off “Improve Siri & Dictation” as well.
I am an artist with hundreds upon hundreds of my artworks in my photo album. I also have plenty of photos with not only my own face, but the faces of my friends and my family. I do not appreciate that being used to train AI without my consent, and I’m pretty sure it’s the same for others too.
I’m so tired of big companies.
EDIT: I made a mistake this feature isn’t used to train AI, but it does still take your photos to be analyzed by AI. This is a feature that was automatically turned on without notice, giving nobody the option to turn it off or on until they find it themselves.

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what are your feelings on tits tho?
The birds? No strong feelings.
What about Blue Footed Boobies?
Those are an excellent animal 10/10
the irredeemable pervert is generally well regarded among their friends for their insightful thoughts and all around pleasant demeanour
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From the Nashville Zoo’s fb page! Here’s the petition, please please please take a moment to add your name (even if you’re not from Nashville!). If you are from Tennessee, contact your representatives and make it clear that the people do not want this data center. This is an AZA accredited zoo which is home to several species of critically endangered animals, we NEED to protect it. Make your voice heard!
Because people will pay attention to cute animals, here are some of the critically endangered/endangered species housed at the Nashville Zoo!
The Amur Leopard and Clouded Leopard (which recently celebrated its 50th cub born at the zoo!)
The Sumatran Tiger
The Red Ruffed Lemur and Ring-Tailed Lemur
The Cotton-Top Tamarin and White-Cheeked Gibbon
The Colobus Monkey and De Brazza’s Monkey
And the Mexican Spider Monkey!
Look at them!!!! Look at them and fight like hell to save them!!!!
this website is so funny because every couple years we repeat the discourse of "which marginalised group is it morally okay for us to shit on?" and somehow nobody ever learns from it. we just look back and go, "hey, remember that time when everyone was joking about how ace people should all be put in meat grinders? that was so messed up. we should not have done that. anyway, here's my topical joke about how polyamorous people should all be put in meat grinders."
this post is still getting me anon hate pretty much on the daily btw. in case you were curious about the state of things

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Gaming Dice.
I learned a lot about edges and light and color relationships here.
PAINTING!!! THIS IS A PAINTING
CHAT THIS IS A PAINTING!!!
I went over this post twice before realising. I was like "oh it's just set up like a still life painting, right". NO IT'S FUCKING NOT!
The king had six daughters, and they were all quite rebellious.
But by the time the sixth daughter came of age, the king had a handle on it. The avenues for rebellion were all well-trod.
The sixth princess had watched her eldest sister break the bonds of arranged marriage, instead settling down with a stablehand she had grown to love. The next eldest had become a pirate, ranging the seas in a ship with a black flag, a loyal crew of women at her command, before eventually the king had relented and granted her a charter to operate as a privateer. The third daughter had become a scholar, breaking the kingdom's taboo against a woman learning, and founded a college that began attracting plenty of talent, both male and female. The fourth daughter became a swamp hag, and the fifth daughter became the captain of the royal guard.
All of which left the sixth daughter with nothing to rebel against.
"I'm going to travel the world," she said.
"Oh, that will be nice," said the king. "To travel the world is a wonderful thing, will you want accompaniment or will you go it alone?"
The sixth princess huffed and didn't continue the conversation.
"I'm going to capture and ride a unicorn," she said the next morning.
"That seems difficult," said the king. "Will you want training or equipment, perhaps some expertise from your sisters?"
"I want to do it alone," she said.
"I suppose that's fine," said the king.
And the princess did make some tentative plans to hunt down a unicorn and tame it. She read through some books and consulted the court huntress. But it stopped grabbing her, and she let the topic drop.
Finally one day she came to breakfast with her father, looking glum.
"What's wrong, sweet pea?" he asked.
"There is nothing to rebel against," she said. "There's nothing that I could say that would shock you."
"Isn't that a good thing?" asked the king. "Your sisters blazed trails. The kingdom has reached heights I couldn't have dreamed of when I took the crown. You have no duties but those you choose for yourself, you are not barred from any path."
The sixth princess frowned. "Can I say something, and have you not laugh?"
"Yes," said the king.
"I am a thunderstorm," said the princess. "And everyone has umbrellas and raincoats. I am a burning match with no tinder to catch on. I was to explode, only there's no direction to explode toward, nothing that I can do, that I would want to do, that you wouldn't simply say 'that's nice dear, how can I help' to. My sisters have taken all the good rebellions."
"Hrm," said the king. "You do know that your eldest sister rejected arranged marriage for good, principled reasons?"
The sixth princess folded her arms. "Yes."
"And your other sister," said the king. "She did not join a lesbian pirate polycule out of a desire to be contrary. She genuinely was a lesbian with a strong desire not to be confined to a single lover."
"I know," said the sixth princess. "But ... she was a little contrary, wasn't she?"
"I find it difficult to tell," said the king. "But I suspect that when you think your father is being a pig's ear, any contrary impulses are greatly magnified. But tell me, do you think I'm being a pig's ear?"
The sixth princess considered that. "No."
"Well, good," said her father. "Perhaps I've learned something over the course of raising your five sisters."
The princess sat with that for a while, stirring her porridge without eating it. "I suppose," she said finally, "that I wanted to be special. To do something that would make people remember me, the way they remember my sisters."
"Ah," said the king, and there was real understanding in his voice. "That's rather different from rebellion, isn't it?"
"Is it?"
"Your sisters didn't do what they did to be remembered. They did what they did because they couldn't imagine doing anything else. Your eldest sister couldn't bear the thought of not marrying for love. Your second couldn't imagine a life lived on land, bound to convention. Your third couldn't stop asking questions, your fourth couldn't resist the call of wild magic, and your fifth… well, she just really liked hitting things with swords."
The princess couldn't help but laugh at that.
"The thing about rebellion," the king continued, "is that it's not about being contrary. It's about being true to yourself, even when the world tells you that you shouldn't be. So perhaps the question isn't what you can do that would shock me, but what you want to do that would make you happy, regardless of what anyone else thinks."
"I suppose that I wanted to be special," she said. "To have people remember me, to stand out."
"Ah," said the king. "That's rather different from rebellion, isn't it?"
"Is it?" The princess set her spoon down. "Bess didn't have to become a pirate. She could have just ... been gay. And she certainly didn't need to steal that first ship. Or paint it black. Or rename it 'The King's Folly'."
The king winced slightly. "I suppose there you have a point."
"And Danica," said the princess. "She told me she was incensed that you called bog magic 'unladylike'. There was definitely a lot of spite involved."
"Yes, well…" The king cleared his throat. "Perhaps I shouldn't have said that."
"My point is," said the princess, "that being contrary was part of it. Maybe even a big part. They wanted to do their own thing, yes, but they also wanted to… to…"
"Stick it to their old dad?" asked the king.
"Yes," nodded the princess. "But there's nothing to rebel against anymore."
"What do you want?" asked the king. "Do you know?"
"I want to not feel like this," sighed the princess. "I want to not feel like all the good stories are taken, like I'm not special, like I have no purpose."
"Alas," said the king. "I'm afraid that's something you'll have to work through on your own."
"Well," said the vizier when she came to him with her problem. "Have you considered ruling well?"
She looked at him like he was crazy.
"You could agree to an arranged marriage to whoever would be most politically convenient," the vizier added. "Learn embroidery and dance and comportment and all the intricacies of court intrigue - all the things a princess is supposed to know. I'll teach you those skills, if you like. Use them to gather allies and information. Use that to improve the land for its people."
"That doesn't sound very rebellious," the princess said uncertainly. "Actually I'm pretty sure all that's the opposite of rebellious."
"Oh?" the vizier asked with a raised eyebrow. "So you're telling me it's the opposite of what you feel like you're supposed to want?"
The princess snorted in a slightly unprincesslike manner. "Nice wordplay, but you're not getting me with that. I don't think anything you say will convince me embroidery is rebellious, or that it helps... make the realm better for my subjects."
"Okay, so don't do embroidery. What about logistics? Learning the kingdom's shipping routes, how many tonnes of grain it takes to feed the city, how high the taxes on cheese or rubies need to be to fund the city watch. Teenage rebellion will be remembered for a few years, princess. A great queen who feeds her people and makes her kingdom great would be remembered for lifetimes. It would be difficult to feed all the hungry in your kingdom; it would take all your fire and thunderstorm, and then some."
"I'm not going to inherit," the princess hesitated. "I'm the sixth daughter."
"Do you really think your elder siblings want the throne?" the vizier said with a sudden, startled chuckle. "No. All the good stories might be taken, but very few of the great ones are. Great stories are very hard to tell, and very few people want to try."
The princess considered the challenge of trying to feed every hungry peasant in the kingdom. Then trying to keep peace on all her borders, offer justice to everyone wronged, educate the children of her realm, keep all their wells and rivers clean, treat every sick person... it was an impossible task. And if she failed in her rebellion against its impossibility, she wouldn't just be grounded or shouted at; it would be a price paid in lives.
A price, she realised, she was already paying every day.
"...okay, I'll give that a try," the princess answered. "But no arranged marriages. The political benefits aren't worth the hours of sleep I'd lose over it, and I'm going to need all the sleep I can get."
"You will need knowledge, first and foremost," said the court wizard when she sought him out the next day, unsure of where to begin. "Of the challenges faced by the humblest of your people, and of the means by which they might be solved."
The princess opened her mouth to speak, but the wizard carried right on talking as he often did. "And strength of arms by land and sea, of course," he mused, stroking his voluminous beard, "for knowledge of the means is dust if they cannot be carried out."
The princess frowned as silence emanated from the ancient mage, opening her mouth only when she was sure he was done.
"Oh! And a touch of magic, naturally, always essential when attempting the impossible," he said with a playful wink. "I'm far too busy with my wizardly duties, of course, but I just so happen to know five people who might be able to help you out with all that..."
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The Muppets s01e01
Fozzy getting hit on by lots of twinks
Happy Pride Month
Ten years later, this bit still slaps. They made a great pun and realized they could be nice/inclusive with it too.
pride on tumblr is so fun!!!11!!! the heart turns into a rainbow when you hit the like button 😆😆😆 the tumblr staff and algorithm continues to be exceedingly transphobic and especially transmisogynistic. trans women are getting banned left and right for merely existing. please don’t let another version of rainbow capitalism distract you