HATING YOU WON'T MAKE YOU SUCK ANY LESS

One of my favorite tropes is post apocalyptic towns being named after dilapidated signs with missing letters, like Novac (no vacancy) and Eaden (dead end). There’s something inexplicable about it

catch me in the city of fre shavaca do

so the headline was that google changed their search page to remove the actual search results and now you can only use the ai part of the site and the thing that actually happened is they replaced the search button on the front page with an ai button and if you want the real search results you need to press enter instead of press the button that says ai on it

they should invent a job that hires trans women

I just felt someone Z-target me

[clearly circle-strafing you] don't be ridiculous

I Sexually Identify as an Attack Helicopter was one of the best works of sci-fi of our generation and one of the best works of transgender fiction ever written, and there are world renowned authors who still have successful careers after they publicly assassinated the nascent woman who wrote it. I don't think they should ever know peace.

Isabel Fall is the patron saint of works unwritten and art unmade by a culture that cannot tolerate trans women

I think this constantly and then I get angry for thinking it, because trans women should not have to be martyrs or saints to animate our politics and our art. that work should have been her debut, not her epitaph. I should be moved by her career, not her absence. I could spit.

read it again

remember when teachers would tell you to fold paper hamburger or hotdog style. kind of sounds like some fake shit but just another example of burger centric american thinking

non americans in the tags doubting if this is true. you think burger is a fucking joke to us??

If it's a female character she has too little substance to be considered interesting but if it's a male character he can show up for five minutes in the background doing absolutely nothing and suddenly he's the most interesting compelling character of all time

I love Carl so much. He wasn't in the book–He's a narrative device so that Grace has a reason to explain his thoughts outloud. He's a stand in. A student for Grace. A person to bounce ideas off of. He's the part of the narration that is filled by the reader in the book. He's us. Carl is there so Grace can take us shopping. So he can show us his theories. So he can work through his hypothesis. Carl is the audience. Carl is you. Carl is me.

riding the trolley out of omelas because i'm a little too shaken to walk rn and i just heard this weird thump from the tracks. probably nothing