Unhinged Hyperfixation Time

So in order to keep getting the full evil karma experience, every time I do something convenient or utilitarian that raises my karma I go back to Moriarty’s Saloon and just open his terminal over and over again.

This is me when I read:

Body Horror: Things that cannot happen in real life. EX: The Thing, stomach mouths, eyes on hands, etc

Gore: Fresh injuries, often severe. EX: Severed leg, gutspill, deep gashes, etc

NEITHER: Healed injuries and burns, congenital differences, missing appendages, etc. If I could theoretically go to the store and see that character browsing the isles- It isn't body horror or gore. That's just a person. *AND the amount of people that tag, not just fictional characters, but real human beings as body horror is staggering. Its not solely a fandom issue, ableism and bigotry against anyone that looks sufficiently "different" is prevalent in real life and has devastating consequences.

Bc so many ppl focus on the idea of telling A Trusted Adult, but even a well-meaning individual can fuck up and let abuse fall through the cracks or not know what to do

Whereas if a child tells LOADS of adults AND other kids, there's far less opportunity for an abuser to do damage control

Consistently telling their story and spreading it around disempowers the abuser to control and coerce the flow of information, or to utilise gaps and weaknesses in systems of reporting or welfare to isolate the child

imagine being on your lunch break, and your supervisor comes over to your table, tells you to stand up in front of everyone. they draw everyone's attention to your thighs. they tell you that you have broken the dress code because of the length of your shorts. they tell you to go change (so you do not get the rest of your lunch break). they do this every single day at lunch. every day. so you read the whole dress code front and back, and you choose your clothing carefully to not break it. you bring a cloth tape measure with you to work because they will not believe you. this time when your supervisor tells you that you're breaking dress code, you pull out your tape measure and show that you are within the limit. your supervisor says "I bet you wouldn't want me to bring you to the boss and let him measure it, would you?" it's clearly a threat: if you don't obey then you will be put alone in a room with your boss and he will touch your thighs. you don't know how to respond. you're taken out of lunch again.

It's fascinating looking at the times when that wish is being denied, because you see Hikaru get deeply emotionally distressed about it. When Yoshiki in the very beginning of the manga asks him who he is and recognizes that he's not Hikaru, the times when Yoshiki rejects Hikaru after knowing he's not the original Hikaru, and especially when Yoshiki ends up trying to kill Hikaru; it's all instances in which Hikaru has failed to grant or jeopardizes original Hikaru's wish, in essentially being a companion to Yoshiki, he's not being just emotionally rejected but also rejected on a deeper level of his being. You also see this when Asako asks him about it; Hikaru panics at the potential threat of being exposed and goes to kill her... unlike with Yoshiki, which the wish was about, in which Hikaru pleaded with Yoshiki instead of just going straight to kill him. It's especially interesting when you have Yoshiki ask Hikaru to kill him after he tries to kill Hikaru; it's a request, a wish from Yoshiki to Hikaru, and you see Hikaru spiralling about whether or not to grant it... a being that grants wishes, for a wish that goes against the last wish he granted/is granting.

"Hey, Gen Z, we're gonna relabel vacations into something else now and tell you how you really should be wary of taking vacation because it might impact your financial future."

Goodmorning to the Anthropic Claude AI training scraper that suddenly decided to request 660 thousand pages (exactly the number I had remaining on the starter plan) and brought Pikiwedia down. 

Sudden switch from diverse user agents like chrome, safari, messenger preview to Just Claudebot. I'm not even mad though, this is maybe the funniest thing possible, because I've inadvertently poisoned their training data with thousands of fucked up articles with normal urls.