men really be like “well this woman has studied this subject her whole life, and i am a man, so we have equal knowledge on this”
it’s ok you could have just said “i hate men”
okay, i hate men
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men really be like “well this woman has studied this subject her whole life, and i am a man, so we have equal knowledge on this”
it’s ok you could have just said “i hate men”
okay, i hate men

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I always thought Reddit was a place where people could share things they created.A few days ago I posted one of my original paintings. People loved it. We had wonderful conversations about art, emotions, and how everyone saw something different in the same sunset.
About two hours later I was permanently banned from r/MadeMeSmile for “self-promotion.”
I accepted that different communities have different rules.But then something even stranger happened.Soon afterward, a moderator from r/pics started going through my account. Not just the new post—many of my older painting posts disappeared as well. One after another. Then I was permanently banned there too.
Maybe it was the same moderator. Maybe it wasn’t. I honestly don’t know.
What surprised me wasn’t even the ban itself. It was realizing how much power individual moderators have over what millions of people are allowed to see. One decision can erase years of posts from a community and instantly cut off your ability to participate, even if those posts had been happily sitting there for months or years.I’m not saying moderators shouldn’t have rules. Communities need moderation.But it does make you wonder where the line is between protecting a community and allowing a single interpretation of the rules to completely reshape what people can share.
The funny part?
I wasn’t advertising anything in those posts. I wasn’t posting prices or asking anyone to buy anything. I was simply sharing my original paintings because I enjoy discussing art with strangers from around the world.
Anyway…
Here’s the painting that apparently caused all the trouble. 🎨
imagine a goat with a hat
STOP-
what hat did you give the goat what is the instinctual hat you gave to this goat
I don’t actually think that contacting your representatives (or protesting, or any other political strategy) is guaranteed to always be useless, and I think that that’s just as ideological (i.e., not materialist) a view as believing that any these things automatically possess some spectral power or something.
However I wish that people recommending contacting reps or protesting would give some indication of what their desired strategy with these things is.
Many people have taken on a liberal view of politics wherein everything takes place in the realm of the theatrical, the representational, the symbolic, the realm of imagery and vibes or of emotional catharsis, or the realm of speech / discourse.
A protest is an expression of an opinion. A “demand” is an expression of a desire. To “demand” something is to shew that you want it; to “protest” something is to shew that you do not want it.
The mechanism by which these expressions of popular desire are supposed to work on the realm of politics is unclear. Why should capital, or the military, or the police, or the state, care what the people want? Are we to believe that an expression of popular desire can have some overwhelming, supernatural, tidal power of its own? Are we supposed to believe that politicians and capitalists will be overcome with sympathy for the plight of the people and decide to change their minds? History tells us that this will not happen.
In fact an expression of desire is only the first part of a sound political strategy. The desire needs to be 1. specific, actionable, and delivered to bodies with the power to act on it; and 2. accompanied by a threat. Here is what we want; here is what we will do if we do not get what we want. The point of a protest (a “demonstration” of popular will) is to give an indication of how many people are willing to actively, physically intervene in the mechanisms of capital if they don’t get what they want.
Take a strike for instance. There is an expression of desire (for pay raises, vacation time, improvement of safety standards, &c.), and there is a threat (if you don’t give these things to us, we will stop work and shut down your operation). The threat is likely to be effective because it stops the capitalist from getting what they want if carried out.
Take a boycott (say, Puma). There is an expression of desire (we want you to stop sponsoring Israel’s football team) and there is a threat (if you don’t, we will not buy your products and will take other actions to prevent other people from buying your products). This is why BDS works—boycotts are undertaken not as an organic expression of moral outrage (though they can certainly start with moral outrage), but precisely because and to the precise degree that they work. They work by threatening to deny the capitalist what they want, and by having the necessary infrastructure to follow through (e.g. alternate transportation during the Montgomery Bus Boycotts; strike funds that allow striking workers to, you know, strike).
Now think of contacting representatives. This can only work if there’s an expression of desire, and a threat. The threat could be, I will not vote for you in x election unless you vote this way in this bill. The threat could be, we will flood all of your lines to such an extent that usual business cannot be carried out. The threat could be, we will demonstrate outside of your offices, at your appearances and speeches, outside your home, and wherever we see you in public such that your life as usual cannot be carried out.
Take a protest. The expression of desire (the people in the streets, the signs, the chants) is part of it. The threat, the demonstration of popular power, should be another. If you don’t give us what we want, we will shut down transportation, we will shut down shopping, we will render business as usual impossible. Think of the phrase “a protest without disruption is a parade.”
We do these things not because they feel good or cathartic, not because self-expression is an end in itself, not because we are good people if we do them, or for any other symbolic reason. We should do things to the degree that they are effective in achieving the outcome we want. An expression or representation of desire is exactly nothing. You have to take actions that are in some way geared towards forcing people to accede to your desires.
(Also even the demand-threat model of changing institutions’ behaviours is only one strategy among many that are necessary. I’m not saying that this is sufficient to institute full communism or anything—just that this is the bare minimum necessary for these particular strategies to be, well, strategic, in the slightest)
a lot of people assume psychosis hallucinations are super intense all-consuming horror movie shit like the memes about the hat man or always horrible debilitating things that make you dangerous to be around
but in my experience 95% of my hallucinations are getting spooked by very clearly hearing someone knocking on my door or calling my name from another room or hearing footsteps walking behind me which are "just" my brain recreating the horror of an abusive childhood
i *have* gotten the "bugs crawling all over me" hallucination once or twice though and yeah that one is exactly as terrible horrible as it sounds AUGH
(not trying to put you on blast specifically, you're just a good example to jump off of)
media and pop culture hypes up psychosis a lot as The Worst That Can Happen out of sanism, so even when you try and filter that cultural bias out you still assume it's based on something
when, no, psychosis is actually very simple: it's just hyperactive pattern matching. it's your brain's signal-to-noise ratio being off balance, it's seeing images in random static. it's not always this special uniquely big thing, it's in fact quite mundane a lot of the time.
no one is immune to psychosis, it's not purely the realm of the insane. anyone is one bad night of sleep or one bad case of food poisoning or one bad fever away from being just like me on my worst days.
and this, indeed, is why solidarity with the insane is so important: you, yes you too, are just one bad day from joining us, and no perceptions of being a "temporarily embarrassed sane person" will save you from the oppression of the psychiatric institution.

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ok so apparently in celebration of the 250th anniversary of paul revere’s ride this was projected onto a church in boston??
“A church”?? That’s Old North Church! That’s THE church where the lanterns were lit.
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if an archaeologist says an artifact was probably for “ritual purposes” it means “i have no fuckin clue”
but if they say it was for “fertility rituals” they mean “i know exactly what it was for but i dont want to say ‘ancient dildo’”
Back in the day I worked at a certain very famous and very high caste art museum in the US as a junior curator. Part of my job was to catalog the objects in the museum database. This includes details like provenance, measurements, and a visual description of what the object looked like.
Like I said, the museum was a pretty snotty institution. It’s got a LOT of objects it’s way famous for possessing, but nobody knew about the absolutely massive collection of Moche erotic pottery it had because the curators were totally embarrassed by this stuff.
Some examples:
Pretty hot shit, right? They never, ever put any of this stuff on public view or published it in any catalogues but - we legit had like several hundred pieces of Moche ceramics in the “dirty pots” category. Anyway, I was left alone to just do my job with regard to the database for several years, ok? And I figured, well, these’re accessioned objects in the museum’s collection - better get down to bidness.
I catalogued every goddamn bestiality, necrophiliac, cocksucking, buttfucking, detached penis, and giant vulva drinking cup in that collection. I’d be like,
A drinking vessel in form of a standing man wearing a tunic and cap. He holds an oversized erection in his hands and stares into the distance (note I did not say “like he’s hella-constipated”). The vessel has a hole at both the tip of the penis as well as around the rim of the figure’s head, thus forcing the drinker to drink only from the penis or risk spilling wine all over themselves from the top of the vessel. Red and orange slip covers the surface of the piece.
Pretty straightforward, right? Apparently the deep seated fear of these objects that the curators exhibited was meant to spread to me as well, but - no one ever gave me that memo, because I guess Midwesterners reproduce asexually. When the curators understood that I had catalogued all of these objects in addition to the other, non-sexy pieces in the collection, they were apparently livid, but knew they had no legs to stand on in terms of getting pissed at me for it.
I visited the museum’s online public access database a few years back and - every single description I wrote of these pieces has been totally neutered to say something like Male figural vase.
Long story short? Just call a dildo a fucking dildo. It’s all gonna be ok, I swear.
This is absolutely the MOST unusual reblog I have ever tagged with what is probably my second-favorite tag, “talk to me about your work.”
Plus it’s hilarious.
I love ancient art history !!!!!
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Museums should have sections dedicated to artifacts like these with a warning that says “There’s a lot of private parts in here but we’re dedicated to displaying history so we won’t censor these. Enter at your own risk” or something. It’s prudish to deliberately hide history because of some ding dongs.
Fucking Puritanism.
Unpopular opinion: Sex exists. Making body parts taboo is both psychologically bad for us and kinda stupid.
'dating rules' are so fucking stupid btw. "don't talk too much about your hyperfixation on a first date, it'll scare them off!!" it'll only scare them off if they're a coward. Someone worthy of my affections will listen to me talk about my goal of visiting every whale exhibit with a life-sized effigy of a whale in it in the world for a solid half-hour and come away from that experience desiring me carnally.
One time I went on a date with a guy who stared at me with raised eyebrows while I told him about my plan to go to ComicCon as Daphne Blake, and then he scoffed and said it was weird for me to be so into Scooby Doo at the age of 19. Last year I told my boyfriend (before he was my boyfriend) that next time I got ComicCon tickets I wanted to go as Rapunzel, and he gasped and said "NO WAY I WANTED TO GO AS FLYNN RIDER". So, like, not only is talking about your hyperfixations on an early date a good way to learn quickly if someone is going to treat your whole personality with respect or not, you might also find a kindred spirit.
This doesn't just apply to dating btw. Any platonic acquaintance who acts like you're cringe for having a lot of enthusiasm about something is not someone you want in your life. The people who matter will do things that you want to do with you because they love you and like when you are happy. Case in point I could not have paid my high school official-best-friend to spend four and a half hours in London's Natural History Museum taking photos in the whale gallery but my adulthood best friend agreed in a heartbeat despite knowing the bare minimum about whales.
So yeah. Be openly enthusiastic about the things you love and the right people will love you for it.
Hey, in the most respectful and platonic way possible? I desired you carnally off the first post alone, and that gave me seconds of you.
If someone does not love and respect both your proper and your freak? They were not meant for you.
No more 'being on our best behaviour' for first dates. Let them see your gremlin. Perceive their gremlin. Fall in ooky, whacky, gremlin love.
MWAH kissing you in a nineteenth-century-author-writing-a-letter-to-a-close-friend-that's-now-heavily-debated-as-evidence-of-their-queerness-by-historians kinda way <3
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I ended a 15 year friendship over this exact thing.
I loved my dear friend, but it became clear to me in recent years that my friend did not love me.
Oh, she was happy to come and stay at my house half the weekend and tell me all her woes and how excited she was to do pottery and about her job and the men she was pursuing.
But she could not handle a five minute conversation about comics or movies or books or art that I was working on. She would sit there silently and say 'I have nothing to contribute' or she would start watching TikTok WHILE I was talking until I gave up.
It wasn't as if I didn't try, I only brought up topics in those genres I thought might interest her, or referenced things she'd talked about in the past, but it starting being very obvious that she didn't want to have a conversation, she wanted me to listen and affirm while she told me things.
And it genuinely hurt my feelings, because I don't particularly care about pottery or glazing, but I listened and learned and asked questions and eventually learned enough to have an actual conversation on the topic with her. Because I loved her and that is what she loves.
A few weeks ago, I went to see a different friend and she asked me if she could play a video game while we talked. I didn't mind, I was used to trying to fight with TikTok for attention.
We spent five hours talking, actually talking. Five hours of me getting to talk about the novel I've been working on for nearly two years at this point and for her to tell me all about the construction and design of her favorite game franchise, and not once did I feel like I was fighting for attention. It felt very much like hanging out and playing video games when I was a kid.
If someone isn't willing to try to meet you where you're at, especially if you're doing it for them, it's not a good relationship. You deserve someone who'll meet you at your level of freak, you deserve to be listened to and treated with respect.
#hey op do u happen to have a list of those museums#the ones with the whale models?
BOY DO I!!!
London's Natural History Museum (London, England)
Gothenburg's Natural History Museum (Gothenburg, Sweden)
Whales of Iceland (Reykjavík, Iceland)
Museum of New Zealand/Te Papa Tongarewa (Wellington, New Zealand)
Royal Ontario Museum (Toronto, Ontario, Canada)
American Museum of Natural History (New York City, New York, USA)
The Smithsonian's Sant Hall of Ocean Life (Washington DC, Maryland, USA)
The Smithsonian's Whale Warehouse* (Washington DC, Maryland, USA)
Bonus: Exploding Whale Park** (Florence, Oregon, USA)
I'm sure there are more; these are the museums that I know of. I've visited the first two so far!
*The Whale Warehouse is only able to be visited during private tours as it's primarily a preservation project
**Exploding Whale Park isn't a museum but a memorial park, where in 1970 Oregon's State Highway Department attempted to get rid of a rotten whale carcass by blowing it up with dynamite. It, uh, didn't work very well.
The Port Gamble S’Klallam Tribe made this card for their citizens to present to ICE.
If you are in a different federally recognized tribe in Washington State:
“I am a member of the (insert tribe here) Tribal Nation, which is Tribal Nation federally recognized by the United States.
This means I am also a United States citizen according to the U.S. Citizenship Act of 1924, 8 USC Section 1401.
Our tribe’s enrollment office number is (insert phone number here).
The Native American Rights Fund will assist me if you attempt to illegally detain me. Contact them at 303-447-8760”
Btw people elsewhere reverse searched the image and confirmed it’s a stock image of a trans woman. This was a conscious decision to degender her and give her a masculine name
everyone saying "what if Toby is just nonbinary" needs to think very deeply about this. Toby isn't real. its a stock image of a transgender woman, given a masculine name and referred to as "they/them". think long and hard about why the person who created this training program would do that.
this is why your lit teachers made you write about the books you read. you're supposed to think about the author's intentions.
Also, they very explicitly described Emerson as a “transgender man”. As a paired adjective and noun. “Toby” is just “transgender” as an adjective with absolutely no further clarification. If “Toby” was meant to be nonbinary, do you think that the company wouldn’t have just said “Toby is nonbinary”? Plus the very obvious “male/female” juxtaposition that these sorts of trainings love to take. And while yes, that binary framed juxtaposition is exorsexist on its own merit, understanding the presence of that implicit exorsexism is part of what makes it the transmisogyny obvious.
And undoubtedly the bonus aspect of transmisogynoir in this particular case, but I am not black and am still working through my learning on the subject, so I’ll leave that part of the discussion to someone better qualified
something i haven't seen anyone else point out:
since i switch jobs a lot, ive seen a lot of these discrimination training modules. this question is specifically one where the test taker is supposed to identify which scenario actually counts as discrimination, and which is "normal workplace behavior" that legally isn't harassment.
the green around Emerson is to indicate that that is the correct answer, according to the test, that it is actually discrimination based on gender, and that "Toby" isn't being discriminated against, according to the person who created the test.
its training the person who takes this test for an hr position to gloss over microaggressions. show of hands, girls, how many of you have been fired or reprimanded for a made up bullshit reason when you know for a fact the actual reason is because you're trans?
here's how it usually goes. Lisa, who is out to HR but isn't out to the company yet, files a report. she says that Leighton yelled at her for low sales, despite Mark having even lower sales. HR asks Leighton what happened. Leighton says "i had a critical discussion with Tony about their sales quota." HR remembers this moment from their training module, and since nothing obviously transphobic happened, HR decides to ignore it, or even yell at Lisa for a false report.
wanna know how i know this shit happens? because it happened to me! (fuck target btw)
shit like this makes it effectively legal to discriminate against trans women if you're subtle enough. this is why we get paid less. this is why less of us have stable income. this is why so many of us are homeless. transmisogyny is a systemic issue that festers its way into every facet of society, so much so that most people don't even realize its there. they can't even recognize it when its staring them in the face
that's why you have so many people confused about why the training module is transmisogynistic. to them... its not transmisogyny. its normal.

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"okay, but are you a nonbinary woman or a nonbinary man" im going to nonbury you in a fucking hole.
The christian family in these memes (which are absolutely all over facebook these days) genuinely do always look miserable. Who the fuck is relating to these stock mormon farm cultists. That is a couple who made love only once in pitch darkness with bags on their heads then celebrated the pregnancy with a feast of uncooked potatoes and warm tapwater. The baby seems intrigued though. Maybe only by the bottle of pills??
The weirdest type of comment on this are people repeatedly pointing out that it's AI as if that's not the very first thing that was said about it. That is part of what we're making fun of. Facebook is overrun with christians using AI to make memes they believe are devastating sick burns and even that backfires on them.
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that purple in the middle is not the right saturation, it doesn't fit with the other two colors and it drives me crazy.
all right, I think I got this, I've got dual citizenship and I have another flag we can borrow from:
step 1
step 2
step 3
This is true bi/ace solidarity.
holy shit
This is the only correct way
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swapped purple in bisexual and asexual flags for better saturation matching and color theory
Sometimes I have what I call "New Towel Blindness," which is basically where I forget I'm an adult with adult money that I can exchange for goods and services I would like, like say new towels instead of continuing to use my grandparents' hand-me-down towels they gave me when they downsized and I was in college.
And it is definitely one of those things exacerbated by growing up poor and then being a super poor twentysomething, but I think it's something many of us fall into.
Anyway today I bought a bra that doesn't cause my boobs physical pain, a purse in my style instead of continuing to use the poorly sized not-my-style purse I'd been gifted, and joined a gym because I remembered I can just give someone money in exchange for them teaching me how to lift weights instead of thinking "gosh strength training would be good to do as my body ages I wish I knew how."
Sheets, towels, PILLOWS (omg REPLACE YOUR PILLOWS), socks, doormats, tea towels, bras, cutlery (sometimes)
At my previous apartment I spent months plugging in my bedside lamp every night and unplugging it the next morning because using the nearest plug made the cord stretch across the middle of the room. Then I remembered extension cords exist and I went and got one for $5 and it was great.
Sometimes you don't even need to spend money to improve things, they just need to be rearranged! At my current place I don't like setting my water glass down on the hard stone bathroom counter top, so I'd been balancing it on a tin of ointment, but then I remembered I have coasters.
A while ago the handle broke off a bottle of cleaning solution, and I spent multiple cleaning sessions painstakingly trying to line up the broken nub with the place it's supposed to press and juust managing to get it to spray. Recently I remembered I can pour the stuff into a new empty spray bottle from the dollar store! Wow!
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just so we’re clear if you’ve never actually seen a cybertruck in person and have only seen photos of them i cannot stress enough how much worse they look in real life. like i honestly don’t know how it’s possible. most things look basically the same in pictures and in real life. but as stupid and ugly as cybertrucks look in photos, every person i’ve spoken to who has seen one in real life agrees that they somehow look even worse in person. and i know you’re thinking to yourself “tah they already look so bad in photos, how can they possibly look even worse in person?” I DONT KNOW. the first time i saw one on the road i was on a phone call and i literally cut myself off in the middle of a sentence just to be like “oh my GOD.” just an incredibly, laughably, unbelievably bad vehicle. i’ve never experienced anything like it. they’re just so bad
"Tattoos are becoming unpopular", "piercings are unpopular again", "keep your hair natural never dye it again, it's the trend now" literally fuck off I know what y'all are doing