The Wet Woman

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People always ask me: “are you the same as Blanche Devereaux?”, and I always say: “please, just look at the facts”

- Rue McClanahan

[dancerindc]

God love ‘er.

[thatonenewdungeonmaster]

[the-geeky-fangirl]

deleting dating apps so that I can find love the old fashioned way (i get captured by my enemies and tortured for information. you save my life and help me escape. I give you a name because the people who kidnapped you when you were a child never gave you one. we crash on a desert planet and think the other is dead only to be reunited like a day later and run into each other's arms. you're wearing my jacket I tell you to keep it because it suits you.)

[julius-novachrono]

[sharkbutch]

comrade danny

[poetry-protest-pornography]

And this is why we love Danny DeVito

[cadmuslabs777]

that owen wilson is so hot right now

[guerrillatech]

[wilwheaton]

[yay855]

When someone says “but teenagers should make less”, they’re saying that teenagers are inherently inferior to full adults, and thus the value of their labor is inherently lesser regardless of whether or not the labor itself is equal.

[latinozevran-archive-deactivate]

u know as long as we are on the subject of holocaust remembrance day… everyone go read that smithsonian mag article on anne frank again 🙃

[latinozevran-archive-deactivate]

Becoming Anne Frank

Why did we turn an isolated teenage girl into the world’s most famous Holocaust victim?

[lesspopped]

The line most often quoted from Frank’s diary—“In spite of everything, I still believe that people are really good at heart”—is often called “inspiring,” by which we mean that it flatters us. It makes us feel forgiven for those lapses of our civilization that allow for piles of murdered girls—and if those words came from a murdered girl, well, then, we must be absolved, because they must be true. That gift of grace and absolution from a murdered Jew (exactly the gift, it is worth noting, at the heart of Christianity) is what millions of people are so eager to find in Frank’s hiding place, in her writings, in her “legacy.” It is far more gratifying to believe that an innocent dead girl has offered us grace than to recognize the obvious: Frank wrote about people being “truly good at heart” three weeks before she met people who weren’t.

Here’s how much some people dislike living Jews: They murdered six million of them.

[alagaisia]

Last February I visited Auschwitz with one of my roommates in our study abroad program, and the thing that stuck with me the most out of everything was this book I was paging through, tucked away in a side room in one of the buildings, and I really don’t remember the context of the book at all, I wish I did so I could find the real quote because I think about it all the time, but there was a quote in it from an interview with someone who had known Anne and her mother and sister while they were at the camp, and described her as someone who was just like, completely hollow and given up. Like she never spoke, her mom and sister would kind of try to keep up some kind of hope and she just didn’t at all. And I was just. I don’t know. It broke me a little bit, even more than all of the other horrifying things I read that day, because we only hear this one very specific story of her, and it was from Before. When there was still reason to believe that she’d be okay and that she’d get to have her life back someday. And nobody had ever told me that no, actually, she didn’t die still thinking the world was a good place, she died a broken empty shell of a person because she’d learned firsthand that it wasn’t. There was a bright and funny and optimistic girl who had all of that beaten out of her, right away, because that’s what nazis want and that’s what these camps did to every single one of the millions of people who went through them, they didn’t kill that brave and clever girl from the book, they ripped away everything that made her brave and clever and hopeful and anything like herself until she didn’t feel like a person anymore, and then they killed THAT girl (yeah I know it was disease, it counts either way) and I think we should learn that, too. It’s horrifying. It’s much harder to hear. But it’s important.

[bunjywunjy]

Do you like poems?

yes! my favorites are The Tiger and the unnamed werewolf fridge poem

[re-peysi]

for context these are the poems

[bunjywunjy]

also I almost forgot but the r/ambien Gives Us The Sleep post takes a completely serious third place in my favorite poems list:

[tetw]

Stranger in the Village - From all available evidence no black man had ever set foot in this tiny Swiss village before I came…

Notes of a Native Son - On the 29th of July, in 1943, my father died. On the same day, a few hours later, his last child was born…

Letter from a Region in My Mind - I underwent, during the summer that I became fourteen, a prolonged religious crisis…

A Talk to Teachers - Let’s begin by saying that we are living through a very dangerous time…

If Black English Isn’t a Language, Then Tell Me, What Is? - The argument concerning the use, or the status, or the reality, of black English is rooted in American history and has absolutely nothing to do with the question the argument supposes itself to be posing…

Many Thousands Gone - It is only in his music, which Americans are able to admire because protective sentimentality limits their understanding of it, that the Negro in America has been able to tell his story….

In Search of a Majority - I am supposed to speak this evening on the goals of American society as they involve minority rights, but what I am really going to do is to invite you to join me in a series of speculations….

A Letter to My Nephew - I have begun this letter five times and torn it up five times…

Sonny’s Blues - I read about it in the paper, in the subway, on my way to work. I read it, and I couldn’t believe it, and I read it again…

Everybody’s Protest Novel - A rejection of the protest novel and call for complexity

[sexedinthecity]

[thatfunkyopossum]

Nobody ever talk to me about the catholics going off with stained glass again because not one window of jesus has ANYTHING on the Nasir al-Mulk Mosque

Click through this link i’m losing my mind its gorgeous

[royalhandmaidens]

i absolutely love seeing people’s reactions to the pink mosque 😂

the style is called “orsi” and is unique to iran

and stained glass traces its roots to south west and west asia, developed in ancient times and well before the europeans and the roman empire saw it and said “hey i like that, i’ll be leaving with it”

[royalhandmaidens]

and while we’re talking about mosques in iran, may i present persian mirror work in a different mosque in the same city?

every time someone tries to talk to me about western churches and architecture and their superiority to that of “third world countries” i have to laugh a little at the ignorance, especially when our mosques look like this

[feanor-the-dragon]

That’s a real place???

[gael-garcia]

Sorry to Bother You (2018), dir. Boots Riley

[twiststreet]

[redgoldsparks]

The Nonbinary Bunny by Maia Kobabe

(with deep respect for Margaret Wise Brown and Clement Hurd)

Once there was a little bunny who realized e was nonbinary. So e said to eir mother, “I am not a boy bunny or a girl bunny.“ 

“I love you, but I don’t understand,” sair eir mother

“Male and female bleed into each other like day and night,” said the little bunny. “There is space between them for sunrise and sunsets.“ 

 "I’ve always thought of male and female like land and water,” said eir mother. “Separate.“ 

“If they were, then I would be a frog, who lives half in and half out of both,” said the little bunny.

 "I’ve always seen female and male as light and shade,“ said eir mother. “Divided.”

 "If they were, then I would be a cat, who lies half in and out of the sun,“ said the little bunny.

“I’ve always believed that male and female were like two trees,” said eir mother. “Distinct.”

 "Then I would be a bird who flies back and forth between both,“ said the little bunny.

“Whether you are a sunrise, or a frog, or a cat, or a bird, I am still your mother. I will support you wherever you go,” said the mother bunny. “I love you.”

 "I love you too,“ said the little bunny. 

This story is a loving remake of “The Runaway Bunny” (1942) written by Margaret Wise Brown and illustrated by Clement Hurd. This version was written and illustrated by Maia Kobabe:  instagram / patreon / portfolio / the nib / etsy

[sexycraisinthanos]

nonbunary

[shitpostinguniverse]

[lavender-and-cedarwood]

“The paradox of the oracle (Delphi) was that because it forced people to interpret the vagueness of those utterances, the ‘ball’ was implicitly returned right back to those who sought its guidance. That way, rather than having the god (Apollo) clearly telling them what to do, people were indirectly lead to use their own intellectual faculties to come up with the answers best fitted for their particular challenges or problems.” - Know Thyself: Western Identity From Classical Greece to the Renaissance

So maybe Apollo wants us to use our noodles.

[piristephes]

What an interesting approach to the Delphic Maxim "Know Thyself".

[theoi-crow]

"The oracle neither conceals nor reveals but indicates." —Heraclitus in Plutarch's Moralia

Today, the term "Know Thyself" is a taken to mean a "deep and profound passage that makes one really look within themselves to find the truth..."

but in ancient times it was literally a WARNING:

A watching to know thyself in order to accurately interpret what the Oracle had said.

While researching and writing a paper on the Oracle of Delphi for my Greek religion class, I realize that receiving the prophecy was a small part of the visit in order to receive the prophecy given by Apollo through his Oracle but the BIGGEST part of getting a prophecy was: having a BIG debate with your polis in order to decipher what it meant.

Misinterpretation was literally the difference between life and death. So to Know Thyself was to have the mental tools to accurately decipher the Oracle's meaning.