Aunt Pols Place

My greatest fandom loves come in "D's. Daniel Jackson, Dean Winchester & Derek Hale. Also thrown in a healthy dose of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. Apparently I like angtsty boys. I reblog all my meta here http://ladypol.tumblr.com/

[nocek]

the best part of field trip experiments is a chance to become THE experiment yourself ;)

[mangled-by-disuse]

in happier pride news i actually found this deeply heartwarming

that's solidarity baybeeee

[lgbtlaughs]

Further context: Durham city council (Reform UK) cut funding and support for Pride. The Durham Miner's Association and other trade unions raised enough money for Durham Pride 2026 to go ahead - a direct call back to when Lesbian and Gays Support the Miners (LGSM) raised money for mining communities when Margaret Thatcher seized union funding during the miner strikes of 1984-85.

At the 1985 Labour party meet, the motion to support LGBT rights as a party was passed due to a block vote from mining unions.

Stephen Guy, the chair of the Durham Miners’ Association, said that when it became apparent Durham Pride was under threat, he took it upon himself to “encourage the trade union movement to step up and do the right thing, and stand shoulder to shoulder with the LGBT+ community […] They not only raised funds for us, but came to our communities, uplifted our spirits when they were down, and showed their solidarity.”

[politijohn]

Source

Happy Pride Month!

[reasonsforhope]

Holy shit!!!!!!! HUNGARY DID IT!!!!

-via the Los Angeles Blade, June 1, 2026

[blumineck]

Archery x flower arranging

This was actually really fun!

Anyway, don’t forget I’m still raising money to test a bunch of things in a suit of armour:

The Bluminarmour Project

Blumineck is trying to fun a video series doing fun and serious historical and fantasy testing in fitted plate armour.

[ororium-z]

Happy Pride!

[rootbeergoddess]

Every pride, you must reblog this. No exceptions

[candycoloredwolf]

Anyone gonna mention how this guy actually preformed live with Carly Rae Jepsen?

[restfromthestreets]

I’m gonna scream is2g

[galaxa-13]

I was thinking of reblogging this again just because the original video is still amazing, but then I see the second video and lost my mind. The upgraded fan, the body glitter, the sheer fact that he got to do this with the actual singer.

[spinningprincess]

What if we were allowed to strive for "enough"

For background, I'm a shop owner. I own a small brick and mortar (ok, plywood and LVL and weird fake brick, but whatever) yarn store in a suburban town. 

I keep getting emails from review sites, my point of sale system, random cold calls: "increase your sales!" "advertise in more markets!" "unchecked growth!" "people always need more!"

Okay, those last two were paraphrases, but the first two aren't.

And like. We're a small shop. I have a relatively large staff and it's still under ten people. Only two or three of us can actually get a package in the mail. Mostly we have to have a whole conversation with a customer who comes in. I don't want unchecked growth, I don't even want a ton of checked growth. I want steady sales with a stable number of regular customers who buy yarn when they have a new project, and a medium number (maybe 25%?) of new customers who are themselves a mix of people who will become regulars and one-off tourists who will think of us fondly when they go back home. I want a medium number of online sales, again a mix of regulars who know and like us (maybe some of those tourists!) and people who are frantically looking for one last skein to finish a project. 

Unchecked growth is BAD. It's unsustainable for us, the humans who actually package and sell the yarn, and it's unsustainable for the customers, who will soon be drowning in yarn that they don't have time to work with because they're too busy buying yarn, and it's unsustainable for the YARN MARKET since there are people who have a finite number of people hours each. Slow, small, steady growth that doesn't balloon out and create a problem for us later is my ideal.

I do understand that the many many MANY people who are trying to sell me advertising don't really care about this, they have been told that their job needs unchecked growth and that they need to keep making their sales numbers increase, despite the fact that that's wildly unsustainable for them, but.

Guys.

What if there was enough. Not too much, not too little, but enough. What would the world look like if we strove for "enough" rather than "more all the time"? Wouldn't that be nice?

I know that Tumblr doesn't think this is weird and radical, but maybe MAYBE one of the people who's got a horrible sales job at an unnamed review site will happen across this post and think "hmm, maybe it's not me, maybe she just really doesn't want any advertising."

I live in hope, I guess. Hope and a constant state of "no thank you we've got plenty."

This post brought to you by my point of sale system trying to get me to advertise in more markets.

[justalurkr]

"For women, it (the 1950s) was an especially challenging time. They risked being seen as outcasts if they graduated from college without being married, got married and did not immediately have children, or had children but also wanted to work outside the home. To have a child out of wedlock was the greatest of shames.

"Even women’s clothing was restrictive. “Fifties clothes were like armor,” wrote Brett Harvey in the introduction to The Fifties: A Women’s Oral History. “Our ridiculously starched skirts and hobbling sheaths were a caricature of femininity. Our cinched waists and aggressively pointed breasts advertised our availability at the same time they warned of our impregnability.”

" Nursing and teaching were the only professions easily accessible to women. A woman’s role in life was to be married and raise children, and to start at an early age. She was supposed to find satisfaction in serving her husband and her children. If she had desires of her own—be they sexual, professional, or personal—she was expected to hold them in check, to wipe them out the same way she wiped germs from the kitchen counter or stains from the collars of her husband’s white dress shirts.

"To rebel against these restrictions was to invite scorn and humiliation. The unmarried life was seen as empty and joyless, and women living it were to be pitied. Women in the 1950s tended to marry as soon as they could. The median age of marriage for a woman in 1950 was 20.3. A decade earlier, the median age had been 21.5 (today it is 26.1). Why were young women of the 1950s in such a hurry to get hitched?

"With the war over and men returning home, single women had few options. They couldn’t compete with the men for jobs, and college, while potentially enlightening, only postponed the realization that career options for women were limited. “What’s college?” asked an ad for Gimbels department store. “That’s where girls who are above cooking and sewing go to meet a man so they can spend their lives cooking and sewing.”

"Another reason to marry: They wanted to have sex, and it was dangerous to do so out of wedlock. Condoms were sold in drug stores, but to get a diaphragm in most states required a doctor’s prescription, and most unmarried women were ashamed to ask."

--from "The Birth of the Pill," by Jonathan Eig, Chapter 2: A Short History of Sex

I'm not sure if the young people of any gender, any generation since, have had the social or emotional context to understand all of that.

And that's a good thing. The Pill, safe and legal abortion, no-fault divorce, and equality in education, employment, and banking have made a lot of difference in people's lives... where those things have been possible, which is to say mainly for straight white people with access, admittedly.

I really hope you kids can pull together and vote vote vote against that social context making a comeback, and to expand civil rights in real and lasting ways.

[writingdose]

insane to me how, to some people, this is not a common sense

[catchafalling-star]

reblogging twice because omfg

[samcormac]

what’s the rush?

[rainwasheseverythingaway]

The time will pass anyway

[love-notes-to-survivors]

I promise you haven't fucked up as badly as you think you have.

[crazycatsiren]

A wise mentor once said to me while I was student teaching: "Did you actually fuck it up, or did it just not go how you expected it to go?"

Life changing words.

[justalurkr]

Samsung News

Oscar-Winning ‘Star Wars’ Legend Dies at 80

Maria Lucas, who made Star Wars watchable, has passed away.

[zesty-mordant]

[auntpol]

Same bb, same

[hatchetfielddropout]

fan changyu: do you think i'm too violent 😔

xie zheng: who told you that 🤨 anyway do you want to beat up your ex in a dark alleyway 😊 do you want to kill your uncle instead of kidnapping him 😊

[foxehrobot]

You Have More Power Than You Think You Do: A Case Study In Getting Shit Done

I don't live in a walkable city.

I live in a mid-sized Texas town that only realizes that there are people who don't drive when TXDoT gives them money for active transportation infrastructure.

People constantly tell me that you just cannot walk or ride a bike in this city. It's impossible!

I do it anyway, because I firmly believe that solarpunk is a useless aesthetic if you aren't living it as best you can. We don't need technology to solve our problems we need will.

Also I do volunteer work on the political side of the local animal shelter and so I find myself at city hall several times a year and there's no bike rack.

Or rather there wasn't a bike rack.

I complained to someone, politely, informing them that I am doing this volunteer work and I don't have any safe place to lock my bike and that locking it to a handrail is inconvenient for everyone and also hideous.

A few months later a single staple-style bike rack was installed at city hall. It's not much, but I got sent a photo of someone else who got to use it before I did, clearly there was a need, if small.

Then I turned my gaze to the local grocery store, which had a bike rack, but the bike rack was terrible. It was too short for modern tire sizes, it was placed too close to the wall so one side was useless, and it was generally pretty cramped.

It took some time, but an advocate friend told me to contact the property owner instead of banging my head against the wall contacting HEB itself, and so I sent another polite complaint with a photo, explaining why it wasn't a very good bike rack and it would be really cool if we had a different one with better placement.

And about two months later, we have new staple-style racks at the grocery store, properly placed for maximum parking.

It's not a new bike lane. It's not a removal of parking minimums. It's not infill development or an active transportation advisory board.

They're just bike racks.

But that's the beauty of it. I, a person with an email address, some basic "how to be firm but polite while making an argument" skills, and a willingness to work out who to contact, fixed two problems for the local community. Trust me, I have had people wait on me to unlock my bike so they could have the "good spot." I was not the only person annoyed at the old rack.

It can be done. You're not powerless. Solarpunk doesn't have to be a wishful aesthetic.

Technology will not save us.

We have to save us.

[sparklejamesysparkle]

“𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝: ‘𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐧𝐮𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐫𝐨𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬.’ 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲, 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭.” Happy birthday to Oscar, Grammy, Emmy, and Golden Globe winning entertainment legend and style icon Cher, born on May 20th, 1946 in El Centro, California. 💗 Gifs of Cher wearing gowns designed by Bob Mackie from the Cher variety series, originally broadcast by CBS in 1975 and 1976.

[prokopetz]

Honestly, if you see an angel that’s all eyes and wings and wheels of fire, you should be worried. Like, not because it’s going to hurt you or anything, but because scripturally, angels invariably appear to ordinary people in human form. In general, they only show their inhuman true forms to prophets – which means if you’re seeing them like that, they come bearing responsibility.

[asteroidtroglodyte]

Me: [opens door]

Wheels upon wheels, eyes of flame, the roar of a thousand wingbeats: BE NOT-

Me: nope [closes door]

Bearer of the throne of heavenly God, through door: YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO-

Me: I don’t live here

Celestially Ordained Mover of the Unmoved: I CAN SEE YOU-

Me: fuck off!

[what-even-is-thiss]

Girl help I’m in a soulmate au and this stupid red string of fate is telling the fucker my exact location

[what-even-is-thiss]

How can he even see it? I can’t keep ducking into highly unromantic locations to dodge him forever. I only have so much luck.

[what-even-is-thiss]

I had to parkour up a building to dodge him last time. I can also see the string now. Creepy little thing, floating there and shit. Will NOT detach itself from my finger. My buddy tried his diamond tipped saw on it and it just phased through.

[what-even-is-thiss]

The bitch tackled me in broad daylight and everyone just allowed it because of the red string of fate thing. Fuck. We supposedly have a coffee date on Friday which means that I have exactly three days to leave the country.