a pathetic disaster

Finally, we have them all.

Just the world “deactivated.” Look upon their post, ye mighty, and despair.

august 1st 1999

Do not buy into pernicious marketing campaigns pushed by dickhead organizations trying to stay relevant, like PETA.

listen there is a huge difference between an industry with problems that can be made sustainable and more humane, and an industry that cannot, given current technology, continue to the present degree without destroying our planet

Bees & Honey: yes yes, the european honey bee is an invasive species, we know that. But honey has been cultivated by humans for just about as long as there have been humans, and they 100% choose to be cultivated. Like bees can and will leave if they’re not treated and maintained well. They understand that humans protect and clean the hives, and often become familiar with their keepers, choosing to walk on and investigate them instead of acting defensive. If animal welfare and consent are your concerns, honeybees aren’t the animals to worry about. If you, like me, are worried about native bee species, instead of creating hives you can strip an area of grass and leave an open area of clay and sandy soil to attract mason and digger bees to nest in the spring. They will happily coexist with honey bees as long as you plant the native keystone species the native bees rely on (like indian blanket flower, partridge pea, native violets in my area) as well as the high nectar plants that honeybees prefer (like roses, sunflowers, bee balm and cone flowers). Nature is actually really adaptable and accommodating of the human urge to cultivate plants and animals, and the idea that nature is ‘dead’ rather than ‘neglected’ is something that corporations want you to believe so you don’t oppose them spraying pesticides every 15 feet.

Then you sit down in the car of someone who's an excellent never-had-a-crash driver and watch in horror as they go 80 kmh on a curving forest road, opening a water bottle one-handed while applying lip balm with the other, changing music by pecking their phone's touch screen with the tip of their nose like a bird, all the while steering with their left ass cheek, and you feel your soul leave your body just in case your body is also gonna leave the car after it, through the windshield, in the near foreseeable future.

when I choose the least popular response in a subjective tumblr poll: I am a tastemaker. a trailblazer. avant-garde. the uncultured masses cannot fathom the secret depths of my genius.

wrong. everyone get more perverted about marine vessels now and I'm not kidding

this post reaching Actual Ship Captains is beyond delightful holy moly