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i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges
When Tess Morgan's son came home with a tattoo, she was griefstricken. She knew her reaction was OTT (he's 21) but it signalled a change in their relationship
This is gold this, absolute gold, the most over the top melodramatic hysterical ridiculous thing Iâve ever read
This is actually so interesting to read- itâs from 2012 but its full of the same anxieties, even some of the same phrasing that many of the guardianâs later pieces on transness use. really hammers home how much of the terfism that emerged in the late 10s was middle class mothers angry at a loss of control over their adult children- whether that be their bodies or their friends or their opinions- and making that everyoneâs problem because they have the power to do so
He says, âIâm still the same person.â
I look at him, sitting there, my 21-year-old son. I feel Iâm being interviewed for a job I donât even want. I say, âBut youâre not. Youâre different. I will never look at you in the same way again. Itâs a visceral feeling. Maybe because Iâm your mother. All those years of looking after your body â taking you to the dentist and making you drink milk and worrying about green leafy vegetables and sunscreen and cancer from mobile phones. And then you let some stranger inject ink under your skin. To me, it seems like self-mutilation. If youâd lost your arm in a car accident, I would have understood. I would have done everything to make you feel better. But this â this is desecration. And I hate it.â
Also just the classism of her associating tattoos with âvest tops, dogs on chains, broken beer glassesâ; like, just say you hate poor people
You people would not have survived Bojack Horseman
I know because of how big the fandom is there are bound to be a lot of children and idiots but whoof
It is exhausting wanting to go online and see what other people enjoyed about the episode and see what you might have missed, only to see people completely miss the point or wilfully misinterpret characters to paint them how they already saw them.
There is a reality not so far from our own in which Ratitouille (2007) was filmed as an avant-garde conceptual horror akin to Eraserhead (1977)
There is a young American man in France. His mother has passed away. He has few friends, and works the thankless job of a bus boy in a prestigious restaurant, but dreams of becoming a chef despite having very little skill.
He returns one night to his humble apartment, which is known to have vermin, and comes across a rat, which he could easily kill or set loose on the street.
But the rat- it is special. It seems to speak to him. Promises him every little thing he desires- talent, fame, and fortune. Recognition and esteem like he has only ever seen from afar; fine company like the wealthy men and women whose scraps he picks at over the sink.
Put me on your head, the rat says. Put me on your head and think of nothing.
It is strange at first, yes. Strange to feel another take control of his life and live it better than he ever could. To see miraculous things created with his own two hands, to feel his feet move in graceful and fantastic ways with a confidence he has never had.
But the rat delivers as he had promised: he receives promotions, notoriety, admiration. He is noticed. Envied. Every day is a waking dream, rubbing elbows with beautiful women and handsome men and influential personalities who lavish him with praise. It is addictive, this lifestyle- never mind that he is only ever truly conscious of it as a passenger of in own brain.
It is when he has reached heights few can ever conceive, with all that the rat had ever promised- a beautiful wife in a beautiful house with all the world in his palm, in possession of all the wealth and success a man could ever want, that the rat says that it is leaving.
Leaving? The rat cannot leave. Everything he is, the rat has provided.
"I have delivered on our bargain", the rat says. "I have brought to you all that you have ever dreamed. What more could you desire? I must live my own life, now."
The man is furious. He is terrified. He destroys the rat, in all of the ways that a rat can be destroyed, until nothing is left of it but a fine smear of marinara sauce.
He returns to the restaurant the next day moving like the shell of something hollowed-out and brittle. He cooks well- his fingers remember the movements, his eyes recognize the patterns, his mouth knows without his asking what orders to speak and what platitudes make patrons smile pleasantly with their straight white teeth.
He retains the talents of the rat. The charm of the rat. All the worldly pleasures the rat had provided him.
Still, it seems, he is little more than a vessel for the talents of the rat.
But the rat is gone.
What remains of the man?
You see my vision
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HOW THE FUCK DID YOU DO THAT THERES NOTHING THERE
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Legitimately good example of how thorough you need to be to protect private information
Iâm literally in my beast form going to bed
Stop calling the crumbs shit. None of you realize how hard it is to photoshop crumbs falling mid-air via a birds-eye perspective. They don't just have 'mid-air granola crumbs' on google, no one has ever thought of photographing that before. I had to color a bunch of boulders brown. I had to find images of various boulders and color them brown, whnich yeah, when I say it out loud, does make it sound like a funny euphemism for shit, but it's really more of a light brown color and it took a lot of time and effort, so stop.
i thought they were bees.
oh my fucking god. oh my god. it can't possibly look like that to you
woke up, mxster freethem... woke up and... smell the pronouns
Happy to see this in places where I usually find white nationalist stickers.
Donald Trump, let's be clear, is circling the drain. His mind is well and truly going. When they put him in front of a camera, he mumbles and confabulates wildly and forgets the names of his own cabinet and mispronounces words egregiously. Or just falls asleep. Donald Trump is still a clear and present danger, because he's a sadistic, spiteful old man with all the self restraint and sophistication of a spoiled toddler. But we need to be mindful of the fact that not only do we know that he's on his way out, but his donors and puppeteers and handlers know it as well, and they have to be feeling extremely urgent about securing their efforts, but even more so their position and safety. As Steve Bannon said, if they lose the midterms, a lot of them aren't just out of power, they're going to prison.
So yeah. He's sundowning, hard. But that makes this a really dangerous time, and we can't just sit and wait for a good housecleaning at the midterms. We have to get out there and protest and organize and fight and call our reps and support each other in every way we know how. We have to put massive pressure on Congress to stop these insane threats of war. They've made it clear they don't want war; but they need to actually act to make that happen. We have to slow the administration down in every way we can. Because they're running out of time.
Share this, please. Do not be fooled by ICEâs administrative warrants. They are NOT a legal basis for a search or to enter your home or business. For that, ICE must present a JUDICIAL WARRANT.
The difference is shown below. Study it.
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Redditors competing to make the worst volume sliders possible...
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lvl 1: the plural of octopus is octopuses because the plural version of a word is the word with an s at the end
lvl 2: the plural version of octopus is octopi because if a word ends with "us" the plural version replaces the "us" with "i" e.g. cactus -> cacti and fungus -> fungi
lvl 3: actually, that rule is only for latin words. octopus is a greek word and the correct plural is octopuses or octopodes
lvl 4: actually, language is descriptive not prescriptive. since enough people over time have used octopi as the plural for octopus, it's a valid plural
lvl 5: the plural of octopus is octopeese, like geese
Lvl 6: My Marine Biology professor told me it was technically âOctopodsâ to bring it in line with âCephalopod,â but that if the class is falling asleep you can call them âOctopussiesâ
yeah i like to give my blessing to the most pathetic looking weak little knight at the tournament. she canât even look me in the eye when i give her my flower and she stutters out that sheâll do her best or something of the like. i think its funny when she has to cry and beg my forgiveness and i get to say âsuch a shame, i suppose my hand in marriage will have to go to someone elseâŠâ and then i get to hear her whimper like a dog. ive done this like 6 times alrea-
did she just win.
I shall prepare a stew for the wedding! Extra salt!
wait wait wait stew goblin wait
get ready for the wedding
The standoff with agents happened on Jan. 8, one day after an ICE agent shot and killed Renee Good in south Minneapolis. Wootenâs refusal to comply with ICE was captured on video and posted to Facebook.Â
The agents tried everything to intimidate the guard.
 âYou canât come back here, bro,â Wooten can be heard in the video saying to an agent wearing a mask and sunglasses. âIâm talking to your manager,â the agent said. Wooten responded: âNo, youâre talking to security, Iâm in charge.â
ICE left empty-handed. Wooten said he just stood his ground, â10 toes down.â
âI was doing my job like Iâm supposed to,ââ Wooten said. âIf you donât stand for something, youâll fall for anything. I just want to make my family safe because Iâve been here three years.â
Some helpful resources for those beginning to boycott the USA as much as possible. The app is definitely available on the Playstore in the UK, too.
People love to say things like âHiding Anne Frank was illegal, turning her in would have been legalâ without like fully grasping the modern implications properly. You have tons of folks like âif WW2 happened today id have __â that do not realize what is happening around them.
We have this idolized AND sanitized version of what happened then, and so we do not recognize it when it happens now.
Resistance fighters assassinated nazis and blew up weapons and infrastructure and destroyed records and forged paperwork and raised secret funds and smuggled people in vehicles and yes, hid them in their homes.
âWell itâs sad he got sent to an ICE camp but he faked his permit :/â
Whoever helped him fake his paperwork did what fighters in ww2 did. People who cut through chain link fences do what fighters in ww2 did, people who blow whistles chasing after ice cars do what fighters in ww2 did, people who destroy arms factories and cop city cranes do what fighters in ww2 did, people unmask agents do what fighters in ww2 did.
People are doing it now! Theyâve been doing it now! You keep saying âoh if this happened here__â it HAS! It IS!
What are you doing about it?