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Out of Touch
Out of Touch Thursday
OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY
but im out of my head when you’re not around…
happy birthday.
this is the only out of touch thursday you can reblog this

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The "throwing dildos at the concentration camp is actually dadaism" discourse is missing something kind of vital about dadaism which is that the art made for it was disseminated in magazines, on posters, etc for the civilian population and not sprung upon the people locked in the camps. There is literally no reason to hold an "absurd protest" at the camps unless your point is literally to prove how close you can get to them as a sort of threat. Which this was not.
I really think the aimlessness around the American left as a whole is its undoing. There's this sense with everything from these actions to no kings that "doing anything is better than nothing" which... Idk guys at this stage in the game it's really not. We have to start doing something. A lot of people are going to die if we keep wasting time coming up with the funniest way to own conservatives. The funniest method I've seen actually involved a guy getting shot in the neck.
(For legal reasons, the following is a joke.)
Worth noting that the assassination was committed by a guy even further right than Charlie Kirk was. Come on, guys, we're getting out-effective-protested by the fascists.
I know we can do better. Our community game is on point (as shown in Michigan against ICE) and we've (probably) got the Claims Adjuster (who isn't Luigi Mangione, Luigi is both extremely attractive as well as innocent) but we can do more.
Someone in Glasgow please go see this for me pls. I will be there in spirit 🙏
Brief report from the flute accompaniment:
It went well! At least 100 people attended, families dogs a solid portion of Glasgow's trans community. There was a really lovely atmosphere, nice weather and a very cheerful celebratory vibe.
After short speeches from the ballhaver and the large dyke (my wife), the ballhaver was given a chupa chup and blindfolded (execution style). The balls were then duly kicked; it made a surprisingly loud dull thumping sound. She fell to the ground to loud cheers and there was a moment of silence while Taps played on the flute. The large dyke wore solovair urban hikers.
Account from the Large Dyke.
Arrived early to find the crowd already gathering, so the kick got off to a prompt start. Following some introductions from everybody and some cheery folk music from our flautist (my wife!) we got on with the kick.
I think we got good contact, the top of my boot making a good solid noise on impact. Very good atmosphere all round, people stayed to chat for a while. Were it not January it would have been an excellent opportunity for a picnic.
10/10 queer event, would happily kick anybody in the balls in the name of community.
Account from the ball haver
7am: the pressure is getting to me; I wake up and drink half a bottle of diet iron bru from my bedside table; roll out of bed, and psych myself up in the mirror - "you can do this my little pogchamp" I say to myself over and over until I decend into a stupor.
8am: I play an hour of Okami on steam to replenish my chi levels
9am: I look at my balls for a while
10am: I spend 20 or so minutes trying to decide what to wear before realising it's the subartic in midwinter and I'm going to have to dress for -2C° regardless of what I choose and opt of my trusty black Schott thermal padded winter flight jacket and a pair of loose, warm Uniqlo trousers to give my testicles room to breathe.
11am: crashing out, texting my friends to arange a substitute kickee, an understudy, anybody so I can just become one with the crowd and not go through with it
12am: the homies have arrived, I'm drinking redbush tea in a small cafe by the park; god is in his heaven and all is right with the world
12.15: "you must be here to watch me get kicked in the balls?"
12.40: a circle emerges, from within the circle a palpable energy focuses like a lens down unto me and I feel like I'm gonna pee my pants a little
12.50: cheers begin, several complete families with dogs arrive - more friends appear and assort themselves into a gathering of 'real heads' ready to watch my groin be dessicated by the firm lace of a women for woman woman with a foot loosed through the gates of war as Augustus saw fit the dispatch and return of his troops from far corners through the blessings of Janus.
12.55: I think I left the stove on
1pm: Short introductions are made, grace is shown, beautiful flute music accompanies the gathering
1.03pm: what is left of my dignity disappears up my inguinal canal; I fall to the ground and languish a moment. I can feel it more in my lower chest than I can in my groin but the humour and adrenaline lift me and I'm laughing on my feet again soon. I kneel for the last post.
I am so utterly fascinated by “Saki”, the 18-year-running mahjong manga in which you, the reader, become gradually, frog-boilingly aware (over the course of nearly two decades’ worth of mahjong tournaments) that none of these girls are wearing underwear and most of their boobs are slowly expanding.
I need you to understand that I have, like, an anthropological level fascination with this comic. From the perspective of someone who is also a comic artist and writer, two things delight me about it:
the fact that I understand completely how an artist gets from “the fans can have a little hint of skirted asscheek” to “the pussy is completely out on center page” over the course of 18 years; and
the way in which the pussy being out is treated by the characters and diegesis as being utterly unremarkable.
I have so many questions... How does one SUSPECT a manga character isn't wearing underwear? Like, sure, boobs are front and center amd you can see them get bigger panel by panel but how does this work for panties? Are there just that many upskirt shots?
Also how do you keep a manga about Mahjong going for 18 years, what??
Like this, mostly.
The boobs thing is arguably even funnier
I have an important update to this saga:
In chapter 299, the main character unleashes a special attack (???), and immediately after, her boobs DEFLATE BACK DOWN TO A REASONABLE SIZE
And then later in the match, she has to use another special move
And now she's completely flat-chested
In Saki, magical mahjongg power is literally stored in the boobs, which in my opinion is the best possible explanation for all this.
If the author, who has presumably spent hundreds of hours creating this story, isn't going to take it seriously, why the hell should I? Even the author doesn't give a shit.
On the other hand, if the author plays things completely straight, even patently absurd things, I'm at least going to give them a chance.
(What do you mean, the endgame content of the paleolithic farm sim is helping a time travelling college dropout with her street food stall? Sure, fine, whatever, the player character clearly accepted the animal totem magics from earlier without batting an eye, this would just be more weird magic to them)

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And what if rap WAS only about sex, violence, and drugs... what then? Would you be justified in looking down upon it as not being "real" art? What would your justification be? Sex is immoral and taboo? Drugs should never be mentioned outside of D.A.R.E programs? Songs about violence turn children to it? Would you turn that standard to other genres as well? I know you wouldn't, I know you haven't, because it's never really been about the topics explored.
rap is often about politics and punk is often about sex and drugs but tumblr users wouldn't know because they listen to neither
I mean, I'd say the best punk is about politics too - what with the core of the genre being about telling the establishment to fuck itself and giving the anarchist equivalent of a notarized list why - but the point stands. People who don't actually listen to a given genre show their ignorance whenever they talk shit about it, and when they're talking shit about a predominantly black genre they're showing their racism too.
let's put Scooby and the gang in a genuine horror movie situation, i wanna see what these freaks are truly capable of
"didn't they already do this with—" no. put them in a slasher film. put them in a BLOODBATH. put this van full of weirdoes in a Texas Chainsaw Massacre scenario i have FAITH in them
THEY'D DO WELL IN SAW
okay I'm thinking about this
not Saw specifically but a slasher with a legit body count. Summer camp slashers are overplayed but I think it really works because it's the type of thing the Scooby gang WOULD get caught up in.
like some of the counselors didn't show up (got got) so the head counselor calls his younger cousin to see if him and his friends can fill in last minute. They show up and they're a bunch of nerds, one of them even has an anxiety dog, and they don't have a big role at first. It seems like the movie is setting them up as cannon fodder.
and then the deaths start and suddenly the nerds are locked the fuck in. The little one with the glasses actually fixed the phone line and is taking stock of all their supplies in case the vehicles go out. The counselor's cousin who seemed like a himbo has set up a perimeter and made makeshift alarms for all the doors and windows, knows all the entry points. The anxious one and his dog are keeping the mood up with the snacks and activities that were supposed to be for the kids, making sure nobody panics and starts making dumb decisions. Somebody tried to grab the redhead and she flipped him over and had him zip-tied before anybody noticed. Weren't they a D&D group or something? What is happening???
Fuck the slasher movie just effectively becomes Home Alone but with Four Kevin McAllisters
Bro's fucked.
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at one point the kid with the anxiety dog says, "man, why does this keep happening? this is, like, the eighth time thid year!"
it's barely June. abruptly all the normal councilors understand a) why he has an anxiety dog, and b) why the dog has anxiety too.
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More Hilda!!
in this family we love and support Hilda.
Yes! Hilda!
What i love about this artist’s depictions of women is even the sexualized ones the woman is always genuinely happy and enjoying herself. Frolicking or making funny faces, she’s living her life and looking sexy while doing it, not sitting in a sexual pose for the audience’s view.
I always forget about Hilda and am so pleased when she randomly shows up on my dash. Always makes my day
I love Hilda so much and I want her to be happy
My favorite thing is how Hilda is always doing something and having a BLAST! She’s not posing coyly for anyone, she’s having her own adventures and it’s not about the viewer at all
Always reblog Hilda!
HILDA MY LOVE
It's so obvious that a lot of people on here are inexplicably convinced that bad books are a recent invention
People do this about all media, and for the same reason: lots of people make an effort to preserve stuff they like, but very few people make a similar effort for things they dislike.
Sturgeon's Law has always applied, but the 10% is still around fifty years later while the 90% is largely gone, so people who don't know better think that the past had all this kickass stuff while today there's so much dreck, and they blame this on the modern world being crappy instead of on poor archival practices.
you have this superpower! BUT you have this side-effect
is it worth it?
yes!!
the side effect is bad but ITS WORTH IT
meh it's okay
the side effect makes it unusable/not worth it
Results/option I didn't think of

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Lady Sybil Ramkin sat off to one side, wearing a few acres of black velvet. The Ramkin family jewels glittered in her fingers, neck and in the black curls of today's wig. The total effect was striking, like a globe of the heavens.
Guards! Guards! - Terry Pratchett
I've always loved how Vimes' narration, with regards to Sybil, is always explicit about two things: Sybil is big and fat and strong, and Sybil is the most beautiful person he's ever seen.
How am I only just learning this!?
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Is this new???? I've been wanting wildcard relationship search for YEARS 😍😍😍
My multishipping ass is about to go ham...
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i don't actually think star wars is space fantasy. 99.9% of people in the GFFA are just in a regular science fiction story. but also have a low likelihood of meeting a real actual wizard.
the odds of a wizard just showing up are low but never zero
like it's a really big setting (whole galaxy) and even pre-empire the Jedi were a single religious order based on Coruscant. and yeah they could have other temples but they clearly don't have an established presence on every planet. plus latent force sensitivity is typically a pretty subtle ability (Anakin was off the shits powerful & his presented primarily as inhumanly good reflexes).
fully plausible to me that most people who don't live on Coruscant (or another planet w a Jedi temple on it) could very easily go through their whole lives without ever meeting a Jedi. less likely that they'd never run into anyone force sensitive but again 'force sensitive' could just mean 'weirdly intuitive' in practice
this is why it's not that implausible to me that as of the original trilogy a lot of people don't believe the Force is a real thing - even when the Jedi were relatively abundant i can believe that a lot of people were like 'oh there's a religious order who believe they have magical mind powers? that's neat I guess'. add in some imperial propaganda about how the Jedi and yeah sure. i can buy that within 20 years everyone's just pivoted away from believing in the force
anyway potential very sharp split in the rebellion between people who never believed in the force/bought into the propaganda/are just too young to remember the jedi order and people who are like no you guys the Jedi could kill people with their brains, I know bcos I was there
the rebellion is pretty clearly pro-jedi (use 'may the force be with you' as a sign-off in mission briefings) but i can easily imagine some rebels being like oh i get it, the force is symbolic right? it's a metaphor for the interconnected nature of life. and then Mon Mothma & co are there like for the last time the force is real and if you don't watch out Darth Vader is going to use it to kill you
Sign in the Rebellion mess hall:
It Has Been 0 Days Since the Metaphor For the Interconnected Nature of Life Was Used to Murder Someone.
Besides, Star Wars is clearly a Space Western crossed with a Kurosawa film and a splash of WWII dogfighting.
I lowkey hate when programs talk to me in a friendly way. "don't worry, nearly there!" Shut up. It should say "loading 64.3% completed. Do not turn off device" and absolutely nothing else. You arent my friend you are computer. Act like it

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why is this post completely broken in every way imaginable
Broken notes… deactivated account… removed image….
Finally, we have them all.
In addition: OP’s name is just… gone. No “[insert username]-deactivated[insert a bunch of numbers]” as is the standard for deactivated blogs.
Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.
It’ll be almost impossible to find this post unless it wanders across your dash.
Sick!
every time any highly-regarded artist turns out to be a complete piece of shit a hundred people come out of the woodworks just to say they never liked them/found their work very overrated. omg bestie your sense of aesthetics has suchhhhh a good morality and prediction skills 😍 do you want a little kissy on you forehead.
I've always thought this sort of thing was the height of immaturity. Being incapable of admitting that bad people can make good art is both cowardly and dangerous - if only Good People make Good Art, then it's impossible for a Good Artist to be a predator or a bigot, and that's how people like Gaiman and Rowling get you.
Also, on a more selfish level, you're going to live such a boring life if you immediately discard art from artists who do shitty things. Like, obviously don't continue giving them money - yo ho ho - but Sandman didn't stop being brilliant because Gaiman's a rapist.
I don’t give a shit if you liked Sandman. I didn’t worship your emotional support rapist the way y’all did, I found it annoying and weird that y’all did worship him like that, and if other people have also taken this opportunity to prick holes in the worship of your emotional support rapist, more power to them.
Maybe take a step back and stop putting words in my mouth. I literally just said he was a terrible person, and I'm not the kind of person who gets involved in celebrity culture anyway; he's not my emotional support anything.
What I said was that it's childish to reject a piece of art because the artist is terrible. One shouldn't spend money on such things, but "Good People make good art and Bad People make bad art, therefore the reveal that a person is Bad means their art is retrospectively terrible" is an objectively shit take.
Not to belabour the point, but Sandman is unquestionably one of the best comics ever made, and Gaiman is a terrible person. These facts are both true. Sandman's brilliance has absolutely no bearing on Gaiman's moral state and Gaiman's shitbaggery has no bearing on Sandman's quality.