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The other day I was at the grocery store and when I was leaving the clerk said "Have an ice day! :)" and I asked "Don't you mean, 'have a nice day'?" and she said "No :)" and I walked outside and looked north and saw the horizon hidden behind mile-high walls of blue and white crystal twinkling like diamonds in the sunlight. A herd of mastodons trundled down the interstate, cracking the pavement and shaking the earth with their ponderous tread. A cold, dry wind blew.
immediately after an interaction: i have GOT to get more normal oh god i need to get more normal immediately i have to get more normal or they're going to hunt me down they're going to hunt me down and flay me for sport
during an interaction: and why not put a little spin on it? why not add some conversational zest?
do you ever wonder what it would feel like not to be tired
nobody else doing it like me. particularly because the way i’m doing it is needlessly difficult
Parchment holes in manuscript repaired using embroidery circa 1417, currently in University Library Uppsala, Sweden
What wait WHAT
I love seeing parchment / vellum mended with stitching! Here are some more.
The Little Art Connoisseur (1863) August Friedrich Siegert
Last time this came around I showed my three year old and he said "He's little like me!" and stared for a whole minute (v. Long in toddler time).
the persecution of lefthandedness is insane to think about because it was so intense for so long, in some places still is, without any clear profit motivation. sheer love of the game. as late as the 70s at least they were smacking my stepdad's hands for it with a wooden ruler at school, to this day he's in weird ambidexterity situation where he's not great with either side and notably clumsy due to poor hand-eye coordination. just wtf
It is fascinating to me that people also think of handedness as an example of bigotry that just...went away. As you note, it...hasn't in some places. I know people who grew up in the mid-late 90s who still had this problem.
But also, and this is really important to keep in mind regarding bigotry that still causes in many ways larger problems, that the structural problems are not actually fixed.
If you go to any computer lab or public library, the mice will be on the right side of the computer. Sometimes they can be moved. Sometimes they can't. Many computer mice are curved to only fit in right hands.
It is impossible to find lefthanded scissors without going to a specialty store, because most scissor makers don't even make them. And it's not just a matter of grip; the slicing side of the blades is obscured if you use righty scissors in your left hand, so your cut is off.
All those signing pads with the little chained styluses? Almost always on the right side, often not even long enough to stretch to the left. Makes signing for lefties extremely difficult.
I caused actual muscular problems in college having to twist around in order to write at right-handed desks in college when there weren't enough lefty desks--and there never were. Some classrooms didn't even have a single one.
I could go on.
But the point is, bigotry isn't just a mindset shift. People can't just decide they're not bothered by that particular difference anymore and everything's fine, because society is still structured and designed to cause problems for marginalized people. And they're never even going to notice all the little ways their life is bent to convenience them that inconveniences others.
I feel like a horse with no name is probably the best song in the world. Not even my Favorite song just the best
He’s literally just telling it like it is
A frustrating part of the mainstream vegan “love all animals and protect the environment” mindset is the fact that things need to die in real-life ecology all the time but deer hunting season makes icky feelings and carp culls aren’t cottagecore
The vegan “any animal death ever is morally wrong” mindset doesn’t hold up when:
We don’t have any of the large predators we used to (black bears, mountain lions, or gray wolves) but still retain large deer populations. If nothing is removing animals, they’ll quickly overload the carrying capacity of the environment and have massive losses to starvation and disease that can also pass on to livestock. Human hunters replace the large predators that our landscape can no longer support.
It’s kinder to euthanize an un-releasable hawk rather than try to find it a permanent home with humans. Wildlife rehabs have extremely limited space and resources and are usually run entirely on donated money and volunteer time. Only a few are large and stable enough to care for permanent residents long-term, and those spots are few and far between.
An invasive species poses a danger to threatened native wildlife. I will admit- Australian possums are adorable. But not in New Zealand, where they’re an invasive species that eats the eggs of ground-dwelling birds that previously had no such predators. The landowners I worked with replanting native bush, all native Maori, had no qualms about setting the dogs on them.
I don’t know how to end this except. Sometimes things just gotta die and acting otherwise just isn’t a realistic expectation.
Highlights from the notes over the past 6 months include a lot of angry vegans saying “you’re blowing things out of proportion, no vegans actually think like this!” and a lot of people who work in conservation and education saying “Every day. I have to fight people who think like this.”
As a bonus this post was originally inspired by the vegan who called me racist for saying we should kill invasive species
Reblog this photo of a käpylehmä to have a käpylehmä in your blog
It's a trick! If you reblog you get TWO käpylehmäs in your blog!
They're traditional Finnish toys, little cows made out of spruce cones, on their way to see the world from one tumblr blog to another
How convenient it is to attach small, useful objects to your clothes at waist level
i love this fucking picture
Píseň "Generál Laudon jede skrz vesnici" je prvním (a dosavaď jediným známým) příkladem RPF [y/n] fanfikce ve formě lidové písně.
RPF - Fanfikce, v níž figuruje reálná osoba (v češtině by šlo ponechat a použít jako Reálný Panáček Fikce (příp. reálná panenka, reálné panstvo). Chtěli-li bychom překládat akronym, navrhuji PSO - "podle skutečných osob", neplést se symfonickým orchestrem.)
Výraz [y/n] - your name, v češtině jako [t/j] - tvoje jméno, alternativně [v/j] - vaše jméno. Druh fanfikce (většinou x reader), která je napsána tak, aby se do ní mohl promítnout zcela kdokoliv. Místo jména postavy, z jejíhož pohledu je většinou psána, si každý může doplnit vlastní.
U tohoto díla není koncept [t/j] aplikován plně - žádné vlastní jméno v textu nedoplňujeme, ovšem v [t/j] fanfikcích si často čtenář může doplnit i např. svou barvu očí, vlasů a jiné atributy, které příběh specifikují a zosobní.
Přesně toto se děje i v písni, akorát místo pouhého tichého doplnění v hlavě při čtení si člověk může nahlas říci, o jaké atributy by u své ženské stál. Nejedná se zde striktně o "x čtenář" příběh, spíše si s každou novou iterací zpívající vymyslí svou vlastní originální postavu "ženské". Ovšem! Pokud by člověk chtěl, může jí samozřejmě samolibě obdarovat rysy jemu vlastními a pak si vychutnávat, že generál Laudon si přeje pomilovat právě je, je, je.
Taktéž je tato píseň feministicky významná vzhledem k faktu, že jedna z hlavních postav je ženskou velitelkou vojenské patroly v 18. století. Tuto skutečnost mírně shazuje fakt, že v příběhu figuruje pouze jakožto milostný protějšek generálovi, kterému se celou písní v podstatě vysmíváme za jeho proutnictví. Ovšem to, že je generál redukován pouze na své romantické/erotické city k druhé osobě, tedy je stavěn do role často zastupované ženami a to, že prohlašuje "Já ji pomiluju, ona zase mě, mě, mě", značíc sexuální rovnováhu, lze považovat za sociálně svěží. Stejně tak lze do písně pronésti další progresivita - jako malí jsme zpívali kupříkladu o tom, že má svou lásku nejradši "chlupatou" či "mužatou".
Ovšem nejvíce progresivním a avantgardním počinem tohoto hudebního díla je právě to, že je písní. Proč své fanfikce psát, když je můžete pět. A ne sami, jelikož je součástí skladby energický dialog, který je možno hulákat na sebe navzájem s přáteli. Myslím, že koncept zpívaného RPF role-playe by se měl navrátit.
Píseň je sice dle některých zdrojů datována již do poloviny 18. století na Liberecko, kde slavný vojevůdce velel císařské armádě během sedmileté války. Ovšem přicházím s teorií, že v tu dobu vznikl pouze krátký refrén písně a doplnění o hravý dialog a děvkohanbení Generála Laudona se přidalo až o více než století později, kdy severskou oblast navštívil Jára Cimrman, aby nasbíral informace a inspiraci o maršálkovi Josefu Václavu Radeckém, který s Laudonem sloužil, pro svou hru České nebe. První zápis celé písně i s dialogem byl nalezen zastrčený právě v šanonu se štítkem "Melasa - výdej", ve kterém byl objeven původní rukopis této hry v cukrovaru v Dymokurech. Cimrman si původní lidové znění zapsal a jeho vylepšováním si nejspíše krátil čas ve chvílích, kdy psaní hlavní hry vázlo. Že se jedná o vedlejší projekt procvičující kreativní střevo podporuje i skutečnost, že se na stránce vyskytují i jednoduché kresbičky, které by mohly znázorňovat buď návrh na jakési křesťanské sousoší, nebo vojevůdce Laudona a Radeckého provozující soulož, znalci se doteď neshodli.
Ať už tento významný hudební počin vznikl čistě díky umu humoristicky znalého českého lidu, či můžeme jeho část připisovat velikánovi našich pisatelských dějin, každopádně je zcela ojedinělým démantem na poli historie fanfikce.
@bohemiannobody Velice děkuji za toto bystré a fascinující doplnění, které by nemělo zůstat pouze ve štítcích!
Bílá čepice by též mohla symbolizovat, že generál hledá mezi vřavou boje, smrti a utrpení kousek míru, příměří a lásky. Staví agresivního vojevůdce do role nevinného hledače vlídného citu s bílým praporem na hlavě. Ani nevíme, zdali jsou vojenské patroly ze stejné strany či nepřátelé, ovšem je nám to jedno, hlavním tématem jest milování. (Zde je samozřejmě potenciál pro oblíbenou fanfikční tropu tzv. Z nepřátel v milence.)
Ovšem to jest charakterová interpretace uvnitř příběhu, vaše je brilantní z hlediska struktury písně a interakce s jejím spolutvůrcem - zpívajícím.
O hudbě bych to lépe neřekl (neřekl bych vůbec, poněvadž o tom vím prd to není můj obor) a s kontrasty s vámi zcela souhlasím, toto dílo opravdu předběhlo svou dobu v mnoha ohledech.
The summer between the end of high school and the start of college, I wrote a ridiculous play about pirates and put on a staged reading with some friends at an amphitheatre at a local park before a small audience of friends and family. It was never published or staged again. But I just got a message from an old high school friend I haven’t seen in years. He accidentally quoted the play in a conversation with friends, was asked what he was quoting, he couldn’t remember either, and wracked his brain until he finally remembered it was that silly play reading that we did one day in the park over 10 years ago. It made me happy. (The line was, “Huzzah for mercantilism!” by the way.)
A very tiny percentage of creators go on to be famous, but that doesn’t mean that people don’t remember little things you did for years and years. Who came up with most of the world’s most famous jump rope rhymes? Who coined some of the famous idioms we use in daily speech? Who made up ‘Jingle Bells, Batman Smells?” Somehow, all of these things stuck and spread around.
When I was a small child, I saw a high school put on a production of the musical HONK. In one song, the mother duck describes various dangers that her baby should avoid in the water, including fishing line, which could strangle him. A member of the ensemble played the role of fishing line, doing a maniacal laugh and over-the-top strangling motions, and I found it hilarious– and to this day, that’s an example I often think of when talking about how ensemble members can still stand out in theatre. The guy who played the role might not even remember that he did that, but I do.
I took Suzuki violin lessons as a kid. The teacher made up lyrics to some of the songs, and she let her students make some up, too. Now whenever I hear the instrumental of one of those pieces, I always remember these ridiculous lyrics about a skunk that we sang in violin class. I don’t even know which student invented them!
In middle school, I found a video about atoms parodying Bill Nye made by some kids for a school product. It probably had less than 1,000 views, but I think of quotes from that video all the time. They had a parody of “We Will Rock You” with the chorus, “Protons, neutrons, electrons” that I think about a lot.
I just love that this is part of human life. Our memories don’t just pick up quotes from great art, literature, and music, but little things, too.
