Haunted crackhouse

Every line had me screaming

C L E E T U S

Or “little Jonathan doesn’t talk but does a good job herding the sheep, contributes to the community in his own way, and is, all around, a decent guy.” That happened a lot, too, especially before the 19th century.

Weirdly enough, that legend is now comforting to me.

“…disability exists in the context of the environment.”

Reblog for disability commentary.

That last paragraph is absolutely important.

“How come nobody ever heard of ‘dyslexia’ until widespread literacy became a thing?”

Tangentially related: I’m severely near-sighted. Thing start blurring only 6 inches from my face and I can’t read a book or my laptop screen once I take off my glasses. So you can imagine how horrified people are when I tell them the story of once having to drive without glasses in a minor emergency. But here is the funny thing: I was perfectly fine. I am not actually blind - I can still see the general shapes of objects, judge distances between them and myself, see lines on the road, see if there is something human-shaped walking, see lights and what color they are, etc. The only real loss when I drove without my glasses/when I drove “blind” was that I could no longer read signs - but this route was familiar to me, so signs were not necessary for me anyway. In a hunter-gatherer context, I would not have been useful in gathering because I could not make out enough detail to tell apart plants from each other - but I would’ve been just fine hunting. I don’t need to make out details on an animal to know that the animal is there, how far away it is, how fast it’s moving in what direction, etc. I’m a voracious reader, most of my hobbies and profession are text-based, which is why I need glasses, and have needed glasses since I was very young. But if I took out reading from my life, then I…would basically not need glasses at all. Almost nothing else I do day-to-day requires me to make out fine details a lot. The only other major loss is facial recognition - I can’t make out faces further than about a foot away from me. BUT, I can still recognize people by their voice, posture, behavior, etc etc. So in a pre-literate society, I may not have even realized/noticed that I was half-blind/near-sighted, because I would be operating just fine. I’m only (half-)blind because we live in a text-based society, where we need to distinguish fine details such as the markings of ink on paper or pixels on a screen, and recognize faces without the broader context of voice, posture, body language, etc. (re: photographs). If I did not need to do these things, I would not need glasses, and I would not be blind/visually disabled. That is JUST for near-sighted vision, but extrapolate that idea to most other disabilities and you’ll start to see why we see it more today than in centuries and civilizations prior.

I have seen these things for years but never knew how to make them so I must thank op for this new knowledge

He’s so much bluer than I would have imagined!

Every depiction of Jupiter shows in shades of red, orange, etc, but never blue. And is beautiful.

Remember when BONES confirmed they’re going to give Shimazaki a fat ass?