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I will always reblog this
still remember how revolutionary this ad felt 10 years ago
excuse me but it still feels revolutionary
Keep reblogging until it feels normal everywhere.
For context: this came out in 2011 in Australia. Same-sex marriage would not be legalized until December 2017.
It was only legalized in 8 US states (the 8th only a few months before), and wouldn’t be legalized nation-wide until 2015.
It was only legal in TEN COUNTRIES in 2011. We wouldn’t hit 20 countries until 2017. (Australia was 23rd)
As of today (April 14, 2026), I believe only 38 countries have fully legalized same-sex marriage. Out of somewhere around 200 countries in the world. That’s only ~19% of countries.
This is still revolutionary.
So one of the things that can apparently contribute to kidney issues in cats is if they eat too much dry food and don't drink enough water; cats are adapted to get a lot of their water from their food since they're originally desert animals, and might not get enough water if they don't eat wet food. Unfortunately, Dozy won't eat wet food no matter what; she categorically refuses to touch the stuff. So a few months ago, we were looking for ways to get Dozy more fluids, and my wife noticed at the pet store a cat drink--basically meat broth with some floaty bits in--that was low-protein and meant for cats with kidney issues. So we figured, worth a try, right?
Great news: she loved it. Super tasty apparently. Great success. Along with the kidney-sensitive treats we found, it was a nice way to supplement her diet. Unforseen long-term consequence though: she loved it so much she began demanding it throughout the day. Like, would come up to us and meow, and meow, and meow, and not stop, until we got up, went to the kitchen, and got her some cat drink.
And by doing so on demand, we have unfortunately created a monster: no matter what we are doing at home, Dozy knows that if she sits next to you and meows, 1) you know what she wants, and 2) you know that she will not stop until you get it for her now. And when you do get it, she gets extremely excited. She will bum rush the kitchen door as you enter. She will run around your feet as you open the can. She will let out the creakiest, crunchiest, most nails-on-the-chalkboard meow you've ever heard if she thinks you're not going fast enough.
I do not begrudge her this. It is gratifying to care for a creature whose most ardent desires are so simple that it is this easy to fulfill them. But I am a little sad, because I know in my heart that I have never loved any comestible as much as she loves this cat drink. She has a pleasure of a purity and intensity that I will never know.
[the creacher in question]
Everybody STOP having a crisis, it’s now tea time
☕️☕️☕️🫖🍵🍵🍪
Pause all dread an catastrophe to have a cuppa and some cookies for the next 15-30 minutes
This is a wizard spell
Vimes during the cocoa break scene
I haven’t even seen this movie but I need you to see this Letterboxd review of The Housemaid - the discord server I’m in and I have been losing our minds over it
[ ID from Alt: A review for the 2025 movie "The Housemaid". This review may contain spoilers. The main text reads, stop calling this movie “twisty.” the twist is that rich people are evil pervert. that is not a twist. that is information. personally this would never happen to me because i would simply use my Eyes and Ears to detect the evil house and then leave. “but she needed the job” i dont care. i will become a different person with a different job. i will move to the woods and eat bugs. i am not sleeping in the punishment attic. i am build different. i have what scientists call “a sense of danger.” i see a room that locks from the outside and i say “no thank you i choose life.” send me to jail. send me to the Ocean. i dont care. i am not entering the bad room. “but she was desperate” ok well i would simply become Not desperate. Rich people in these movies are always saying things like “would you like a tour of the house” and then they show you a hallway that goes the wrong direction and a staircase to nowhere and a room thats just Teeth and youre supposed to nod n smile like it’s normal. “this is the east wing” the east wing is making loud Torture noises. “we dont go in there” ok cool thanks for the heads up. “the previous maid loved it here” where is the previous maid now nina. “around.” around Where. i am going to get back in my car now. “Wait let me show you where youd be sleeping” it is an attic that locks from the outside. there are scratch marks on the door. the window is painted shut. “we just really value your privacy” i do not think that is what this is. “the last girl loved it up here” where is she now. “she left.” through the painted shut window? “she found a way.” why is there a bucket in the corner. “thats for. storage.” storage of What. it was nice to meet you nina i am leaving now in my car. she would say “but the salary” and i would already be gone. i would be a cloud of dust in the shape of a person who is not staying in the maid cage. i dont care if u r offering me one hundred bajillion million dollars i am not sleeping in the people crate. “its totally normal” i do not think so. Are you sure thats how doors work? you sure the maid bedroom is supposed to lock the maid inside? cause i asked the guy at the home depot and he said you are Pervert. “dont you want to see the basement” absolutely not. “its a wine cellar” i am sure it is. i am sure you have many wines down there. i am sure nothing else is down there. i am sure if i went down there i would come back up. i am sure of that. you are nodding too much. you are nodding like a person who has a secret basement thing going on. i am not going to be the next wine. and this is the spiral staircase” it goes down like nine hundred feet. “its italian marble.” great. “andrew designed it himself.” did he. it looks like a place where something bad would happen. it looks specifically designed for someone to fall down. “its perfectly safe.” it is not. i am an adult. i can see a murder staircase when i see one. “would you like to stand at the top.” i would not. “the view is lovely.” the view of what. the view of the Floor? from Fatally High Up? i will pass. Thank You" / End ID ]
To all who have told me about my absolutely awful cropping, I deeply apologize for not seeing it sooner, I wish I could change it, and I will do better in future posts should the need arise. Reblogging prev’s thoughtful ID text of the post for your viewing pleasure.
art by Curtis Lanaghan
i have never seen a single 'pirates of the caribbean' film so my friend insisted that i watch the first one with her and i'm obsessed.
the villain’s origin story is that he can’t eat apples anymore. every fight scene plays like a slapstick comedy. two key combat sequences end with our sexy leading men getting boinked on the head. the climax is initiated by one ship firing forks at another ship. everyone is unreasonably hot. plot armor made only of the word “parlay”. the Redcoats are more useless than you could possibly imagine. Elizabeth almost drowns, gets held hostage, and then her entire village is destroyed but the worst part of her day is that a man proposed to her. a crew of skeleton pirates do drag to trojan horse their way into the final battle. truly insane stuff can't wait for more.
I know we’re all like lawless nonconformists but you really can’t be texting and driving. that’s one of the ones you’ve gotta listen to for real
I think the aversion in our society to coming up w/ utilitarian answers to ethical questions (my favorite hobby) has caused us to cede way too much ground to the assholes of the world in the vein of "Evil will always triumph because good is dumb," as Dark Helmet put it. Like.
Laypeople (and also a concerning number of scientists) have often got the idea that unethical human experimentation is some sort of ultra-effective super science that would fix all the disease and discover all of the medicine and we only don't do it because it isn't nice (see: every science fiction show ever). No! Jumping straight from abstract theory to human trials is a terrible way to do science. It produces incoherent results and useless observations and nonsensical conclusions. We have pages and pages of historical precedent demonstrating this.
And lots of people have got the idea that totalitarianism is some sort of magic super-government that does all the government stuff really effectively abd efficiently and we only don't do it because it isn't nice. No!!!! "Let's put one idiot in charge and do whatever dumb shit they say" is the worst way to organize any project at all, let alone an economy and a political machine. Fascist regimes are models of corruption, waste, and inefficiency.
And so on
mengela discovered nothing. 731 discovered nothing. Residential school trials discovered nothing. Unethical medical trials are just cruelty by mediocre people. None of the doctors in these unethical trials were outstanding students or notable doctors. We dont need science fiction we just need history and honesty.
In addition to its being niceys, ethics is a form of rigor. Someone who disregards ethics is (1) Doing It Wrong and (2) just as likely to disregard any other forms of rigor they decide they don't like.
Reddish orange and blue is such a peak color combo... red rocks over the colorado river... maple leaves over a cool cloudy sky... orange slices at the pool... fireplace on a snowy day... Koi fish pond... B-tier action movie poster... literally what can't she do?
Shout out to the clover, the dandelion and the daisy. The triumvirate of springtime childish whimsy. WHO is doing it like them
This plant, we tell children, has a one in ten-thousand chance to have four leaves. You can search through a clover patch all day and never find one. But if you do, and you pluck it and keep it, it will bring you luck.
And this flower, we tell children, if you let it bud and bloom and age from sun-yellow flower to moon-white seed, you can then pluck it and blow its seeds away to make a wish.
And this flower, we tell children, can be woven into a hat
For a city to be walkable. It must also be sittable.
#every time I read this phrase the same thing happens#I read it as shittable and go wait that can't be right#oh right they were talking about public benches that makes more sense#but public bathrooms available without fees should also be a thing tho#cities should definitely be shittable#it happens EVERY SINGLE TIME
it must also be shittable
Disney Facial Expressions
this person was animated by someone on too much caffeine with a huge love of lip sync, teeth, and a healthy disregard for how real peoples move because life is better exaggerated especially when you’re dropping facts
so what I’m saying is you’re all wrong this woman is a Don Bluth character
emily is also hard of hearing! she over-exaggerates everything from the way her mouth moves to her facial expressions because she herself had to learn to pick up these cues and lip-read from a young age.
she’s openly expressed that she knows people find this uncomfortable, but she doesn’t give two shits because honestly? who’s at the disadvantage? no one! not only do her tiktoks always have closed captions, but she exudes a very magnetic aura that makes anyone feel happy, and she’s a good laugh at that. she’s one of my favourite creators specifically because of her integrity and transparency - she’s unapologetic about who she is, what she likes and what she cares about.
re-reblogging because this is so interesting and to confirm that this is one of my favourite human beings to watch forever now <3
To me, she expresses like a cartoon character And I like it! 👍🏻
reblogging because the expressions are really good to watch
HER CONTROL IS INSANE
I'M SO SICK OF SHOES NOT BEING FOOT-SHAPED
MAKE YOUR SHOES FOOT-SHAPED YOU IDIOTS
YOU HAD ONE JOB
Baby: My feet are little triangles
[Source: Pixabay]
Western white woman: Wow, ancient Chinese foot binding for aesthetics was Messed Up, right?
Western white woman:
[Source: Clarks (the "good" brand for people who want healthy feet!), eBay]
Adult who has always made the effort to wear healthy shoes: Anyway, at least my shoes are the same shape as my feet
Their feet:
[Source: left, right]
Their "comfortable" and "functional" shoes:
[Source: Loafers, walking boots, trainers]
Most modern societies: Foot injuries are normal and common, shoes have to be worn in, we all have bad posture for some reason, it's a given that elderly people have problems with their feet, etc.
Adult who has never worn shoes: My feet are big triangles, and my toes are useful
[Source: "Conclusions drawn from a comparative study of the feet of barefooted and shoe-wearing peoples", Dr Philip Hoffmann, 1905. PDF]
SHOES SHOULD BE SHAPED LIKE PIZZA SLICES!!!!
Good tags from @blizzardwizzard20, which are longer and more specific but I wanted to highlight this bit:
YES!!!!!! We do this to children and then they too are stuck with shoe-shaped feet and it is really, really horrible!!!!!!!! It makes me feel very insane also.
I have some shoe-sole-suitable squishy 3D-printing filament and I SWEAR I will use it to design shoe soles that are the right shape for my feet and then make shoes with them like Avery did.
Absolutely wild to me how sometimes you don't even realize the way you'd been taught to perceive things as a kid was kinda fucked up, actually, until decades later.
Example:
As a kid, I constantly lived in fear of damaging shit in my parent's house. The walls. The floors (especially the floors. The wood was beautiful. Shiny. But so easy to scratch). The cabinets.
As a sixteen-year-old, I once took my car to the dealership after work and paid a very dear sum of $250 ($10/hr cashier salary) to fix a slight scratch in the paint because I knew if my father saw it there would be hell to pay. It didn't matter that I parked far out, like I'd been taught, and someone scratched it anyway. It was my fault. I failed in my duties as a steward of my vehicle.
Every time I scratched a rim on a curb while parallel parking or got a door ding or, god forbid, didn't wash and vacuum that car every weekend, it was treated like some sort of moral failing.
Last year, when my husband and I first moved into our house, he scraped the side of our car when parking in our (Very Narrow) garage. When he told me, my first instinct was to be afraid for him. Like something terrible was going to happen to him because of this mistake. I urgently reassured him that it was okay, it was an accident, I wasn't mad. Baffled, he was like, "Yeah? I know? Like, thank you for the reassurance, but I'm only a little annoyed, I'm not upset. It's just a car." And I had to take several minutes to process that. It's...just a car.
We keep the car tidy. We maintain it. But we wash it maybe 4x a year. We only vacuum it after dirty road trips or when the dog hair starts to get annoying. It has scrapes and dings and the leather seats have stains. But that's ok. Because it's just a car.
This morning, I realized that a small rock had gotten embedded in the felt foot on one of our bar stools. Neither of us had noticed. There are now scratches on our beautiful hardwood floor. My immediate response was fear accompanied by a heavy measure of paralyzing guilt. "I'm so sorry," I told my husband, "I should have noticed. I'll figure out how to fix it, I swear. I can probably sand down that section and match the stain and--"
"Whoa, hey," he said. "It was an accident. And it's fine. Floors are going to get damaged. They're floors. We live here. There was damage in places before we even bought the house, remember? It's not a big deal. It's just a floor." Right. It's just a floor. Right.
My husband's mom is visiting and this afternoon, as I was sitting in the kitchen looking at the scratches on the floor, I offhandedly asked her if my husband had ever broken or damaged anything as a kid. "Of course," she said. Household items. A TV. A wrecked car during his teen years. I asked how she punished him.
"Why would I punish him for things like that?" she said. "They were all accidents."
Right. Of course. Right.
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