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It's really simple. If you're born with a vagina and you naturally have elevated testosterone levels, you're a man. If you have a vagina and you take testosterone, you're a woman. But also if you have a vagina, you'll never be a man. But also if you have higher testosterone then you were never a woman. Woman never yes man a vagina testosterone no was an elevated. Vagina man.
hereās my one whole discourse post for pride month. you fucks will never ever ever wean off the radfem shit if you keep trying to giveĀ ācis men are evilā nuance. no, itās not bad because they could be closeted or questioning, itās bad because gender essentialism is a fucking brain poison and it makes you stupid
this is ānot all menā cloaked in progressive-sounding vocabulary
harry potter blog.
all the photos of him are like this, I love that this guy understood he had been born with the face of a wizard or axe murderer and just leaned fully into it
he knew EXACTLY what he was doing
he got what he wanted
Also
Backrooms - The Liminal Hotel Footage (Level 188)
Gustave Caillebotte, The Floor Planers, 1875
All hail Gustave Caillebotte, the only Impressionist who bothered to say āYou know what this art movement doesnāt have enough of? Shirtless rough trade, thatās what!ā And then he became the change he wanted to see in the world, and I think thatās beautiful.
i saw this in a museum once and i gotta go off on this for a secondā not only is it a gorgeous display of technical mastery over light, darkness, composition, form. itās also a slap in the face to artistic conventions at the time. at the time, you could have nudes but they had to be heroic. they had to be virtuous. 1875, parisā art was supposed to be elevating. it was for the wealthy, it was to be uplifting, it was so everyone who commissioned the pictures could flex their classics education. okay?
so hereās the floor planers. theyāre workmen. theyāre workmen. theyāre not some rent boy you dolled up with a helmet to be achilles or adonis. artists have been hornily painting working-class models (and sex-worker boyfriends) into their portraits forever, but youāre supposed to frame your appreciation for the male form as an intellectually irreproachable appreciation for the heroic body from literature, or, conversely you could depict the humble beauty of peasants, if you must, but it had to be a sort of ode to nature and the simple life. peasants could be art, as long as they wereā¦ out there, you know. in a field. being a metaphor. so thereās your options for looking at a shirtless guy: heās got to be mythic.
but no. look, here, at the workmen. the floor planers. the workmenās bodies not dressed up in sandals and helmet, in flowers, on a pedestal. the workmen not employed as some distant paean to an arcadian countryside, not stacking sheaves or holding a lamb or elevating the beauty of nature. theyāre here, theyāre urban, theyāre in a room just like you might have. the workers of your world, in your home, in this reality. the male body as a very real, very nonfigurative tool, humble and employed, but still gorgeous. the beauty of the men that the patrician class pays not to see. the men who come into your mansion through the back door and work unseen and leave unseen. those men. there, right there, this painting, glowing and beautiful.
not adonis. but beautiful.
anyway at the time everyone fucking hated this picture because itās a direct slap across the classist chops. they were BIG MAD, this was filthy, it was an affront. they hated it. the paris salon rejected it. established intellectuals didnāt want anything to do with this kind of confrontation. it wasnāt art.
i just love that.
like, look at those hot guys go. look at the shine on the floor and the way their arms are. no virtuous framing, no classic allusions. just some regular guys making the floors nice for a rich fucker who never laid eyes on them at all. but here they are: look at them.
theyāre still beautiful.
#if youd ever walked barefoot on a floor that isnt planed youd think this is heroic too
I was just thinking about the old Japanese censorship laws that gave birth to tentacle porn...
So for anyone not in the know, the Japanese government decided to fight perversion with censorship.
Specifically you weren't allowed to draw penises.
So they drew things that WEREN'T penises instead. Like tentacles. Fast forward to today and tentacle porn is an entire standalone genre with thousands upon thousands of examples and enjoyers.
The attempt at censorship did not quell perversion, it only caused it to mutate.
And now I'm thinking about tumblr's decision to ban porn and of all the people leaving captions under videos of heavy machinery and industrial accidents like "I need someone to do this to me" and "this wouldn't fix me but it would help" or "everything reminds me of her"
All this to say that without porn on Tumblr
The perverts are mutating again
when he has a gay best friend and a lesbian best friend and a lesbian daughter and asks two gay hunters what it's like to settle down and gets flustered when men flirt with him and has a thing for cowboys and all his relationships with men are paralleled with his brother's relationship with women but stop thinking so hard you're looking too much into it, right
What are some good beginner wants for someone just starting to get into desire?
peeling those sour rainbow gummy strips into long thin strings and putting them into cheap energy drink to create something im calling battery acid spaghetti will update once ive finished it
dont do this
I really hope its not too bad bc i actually love both components.
it forms a dry skin at the top made of the sour pellets. not a great start.
tastes really good actually. i also feel like i am about to explode.
do not do this.
Unanimous consensus: Do not do this
Other people: Hold on Iām about to do this
Rip to y'all, but I'm built different. Trying this tonight
Best I can do with what I have (I'm at work rn)
Oh that is a... fascinating smell
Don't do this
Alright now Iām curious
Didn't have strips so I made what I call battery acid cereal
Don't do this
im gonna do it
someone tell me what happened to them a couple days after consuming this if it didnāt kill you
Science side of tumblr please explain
So on another reblog chain it was explained by @rosespirit, their explanation below
I keep seeing this post going around so, for folks who want to know why not, hereās a chemistās hypothesis:
-Human saliva has an average pH of ~6.7 (https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC3800408/), which is pretty neutral.
-Monster energy has a pH of ~2.7 (https://patientconnect365.com/DentalHealthTopics/Article/Energy_Drinks_and_Your_Teeth_Should_You_Worry), which is quite acidic but not dangerous, except to your tooth enamel if consumed in large quantities.
-Rainbow sour belts contain malic acid (a common food additive as a potent acidifier and sour-flavor agent), citric acid (another common sour flavoring in pretty much everything) as well as ascorbic acid (aka vitamin C, used here mainly as a preservative). (https://candypros.com/products/sour-belts-bulk-rainbow)
-All of these acids when added to water would normally release their protons (H+ ions), thereby making the water solution more acidic. However, a chemical constant of these acids called the acid dissociation constant (pKa for short) indicates the pH of a solution at which acids are most likely to keep or release their protons. The pKaās* of these acids are higher (3.4, 3.1, and 4.2 for malic, citric, and ascorbic acids respectively) than the pH of the solution (2.7), which essentially means that the acids canāt release their protons and all that acidic potential is trapped in the solid formulation of the candy.
-Thereās also some evidence that sugar decreases the solubility of acids in water solutions (https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/3411471/ only sorbic acid is discussed here but itās relatively structurally similar to the acids in discussion). The undoubtedly high sugar content of both the Monster and the candy therefore may contribute to the accounts of the sour crystals bubbling/floating on top of the solution instead of dissolving.
-Malic acid in particular is notorious for causing mouth irritation when eaten in high quantities.
-Thus, I can imagine that upon consuming the battery acid spaghetti, not only is the mix itself quite potently sweet/sour, but also the solid malic acid coming into direct contact with your mouth quickly becomes painful, and as the solution mixes with your (pH neutral) saliva the trapped acidity of the malic/citric/ascorbic acids is dumped into your mouth and esophagus, creating a sensation that I can only imagine is similar to consuming actual battery acid (pH = 0.8).
(*Each of these acids actually has multiple pKaās corresponding to number of protons theyāre able to donate, but really only the lowest pKa is useful here since once that one dissociates then all of the other ones are already dissociated too.)
@shofarsogood scrolled through the reblogs after seeing your question and found more detailed info!
Thank you!!!
Omg oh no this sounds awful
at this point i wish i could obliterate harry potter from cultural consciousness i hate hearing positive and even neutral references to it. find a new thing
my friend's discord server has a "proof of touch grass" channel where they post pics of them doing regular activities outdoors/in public. i think many online spaces could benefit from such a thing
"can you take care of this" i already did. an hour ago. i'm the fastest secretary in the west. i am the swiftest gazelle sprinting on the field of schedules and phone calls and emails. secretariat? the triple crown record holder? that was me too. seabiscuit get fucked. turning you to glue. i redid your dumbass filing system while i was at it. fuck with me
bad news everyone: i have a take
the loneliness epidemic/gen z dead-eyed stare/poor socialization of younger generations and increasing rudeness of older ones is kinda an internet thing and kinda a pandemic thing but it is also the well-meaning chickens of the Stranger Danger movement coming home to roost
something something everybody thinks violent crime is at a high when itās at a 30 year low, something something training your children to see everyone outside of their family as a threat until you yourself believe it, something something. again this was well-intentioned, people want their kids to be safe, but when youāve heard ādont talk to strangersā all your life itās hard to kill that instinct as an adult
but yeah if youāre an early 20-something person, it might be helpful to be directly told this: talk to strangers. that rule only applied when you were a child. you not only should but must talk to strangers
glowing fish
lately when i've been going to bed i've been trying to imagine a darker shade of red than i did the night before
rothko sleep
