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#My Dango Soul
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@ajdraws0430 @digisnow @cannottranslate
…and I just realized I don’t know Elvira’s tumblr but she’s part of your cursed eyeball cult too
@oscar-mildes
just saw a "only one bed" fic with the major character death warning
“You learn from the part of the story you focus on.”
— Hannah Gadsby, Nanette
“They say that there are only three or four or five topics for literature, but maybe there’s only one: belonging. Perhaps all books can be read in function of the desire to belong, or the negation of that desire. To be part of or stop being part of a family, of a community, a country, of Chilean literature, a football team, a political party, a rock band, the fan club of a rock band, or at least a group of scouts. That’s what we write about when we’re given a free topic, and also when we think we are writing about love, death, travel, telegrams or suitcases with swivel wheels. That’s what we always talk about, seriously or in jest, in verse and in prose: belonging.” — Alejando Zambra, Not to Read
Conservatives have wanted to kill this for years but they’re going for the killing blow at precisely the most damaging time – which shouldn’t surprise anyone at this point. Be mad and be loud about this one, friends. Call your senators.
The Electoral College method of electing presidents is an archaic relic of buggy-whip times and needs to be put out of its misery. We are now perfectly capable of counting every individual vote ...
There is currently a movement ongoing to render the electoral college obsolete before going through the lengthy process of completely abolishing it. It’s called the National Popular Vote Interstate Compact.
Me in the group chat.
@cannottranslate
@salsa-ishida *tears up* it me
The need for sleep goes far beyond simply replenishing our energy levels every 12 hours. Our brains actually change states when we sleep to clear away the toxic byproducts of neural activity left behind during the day.
@salsa-ishida
This is incredible and makes me want to watch my brain eat itself every time I deprive it of sleep. I imagine it looks like Scarlet eating cotton candy in I Am The Grim Reaper. Like dis:
Precious.
And Also @digisnow
I know you’re on vacay, so don’t worry about responding, but I wanted to show you this cuz I feel like this explains your interest in cannibalism.
Because you have chronic insomnia.
Your brain is eating itself.
Both of our brains are.
It’s committing self-cannibalism, Digi.
We are committing unspeakable atrocities within our flesh.
Kya and Lin’s first kiss about to happen, as described in my fic Late is Not Never, on AO3.
Please reblog. Not only are you doing a kind thing for me, you’re making it so others can see, and if you like it, you’ll be doing a kind thing for them too.
text ID:
a tweet by @/jodikantor that says, “Excellent questions from the wall of my daughter’s classroom.” attached is a photo of a whiteboard with the words, “Always ask yourself, Who writes the stories? Who benefits from the stories? Who is missing from the stories?” written on it.
The katanas, and the symbol on his sword holder have masks
@1-800-i-ship-it
xD
U R Correct Ma’am.
I have found my people via /r/memes https://ift.tt/30SsuQv
ME! ^ (except the last one)
I’ve never seen such an accurate description of how i grew up. Like holy shit.
@1-800-i-ship-it don’t call me out like this
Zahra LARI (UAE) Asian Winter Games 2017 SP | read her story here
I WANTED TO BE AN ICE SKATER WHEN I WAS LITTLE BUT DIDNT THINK I COULD BC OF THE OUTFITS BUT !!!!!!!’
^^^^^^ why I always reblog Muslim ladies doing sports
Ok. I’m asking this seriously. Public schools aren’t businesses. They don’t turn a profit. They aren’t running in the red. How is opening schools back up supposed to jump start the economy?
Oh I see. It’s so parents can return to work allowing the government to skip out on another round of stimulus money.
Hmm. Don’t like that much.
Also “back to school” shopping which is extra food, clothes, supplies, electronics. The big corps want those dollars too.
there are absolutely private companies that contract with school boards - dont think other wise - and they DESPERATELY want that school money
the new york times, may 24, 2020
Okay. I mention my philosophy professor and the lesson I learned in one of his Ethics lectures a lot, but the world keeps giving it meaning, so….
He asked us one hot summer day how to measure an evil. How do you measure the Holocaust? the genocide of the Native Americans? American slavery? a massacre? We, a bunch of kids whose brains hadn’t finished growing in yet, were mildly stumped. It wasn’t the number of the dead, we were told. Instead, we were told to imagine the following:
You’re standing on a street corner. There is a line of people in front of you. One by one, they introduce themselves to you. One by one, you learn names and what they did, maybe a hobby, maybe how many siblings or kids or nephews they had. One by one, you heard about talents or hobbies, what they did on their last holiday. One by one, you meet those who were lost.
This is how you measure an evil, my professor taught us. You measure not the number, but the individuals lost. Not just the names, but who they were, their connections to others. What is lost is an irreplaceable human being. The evil is measured not in the number, but in the who was lost. All of those whos matter. Every life listed above and listed on other pages mattered. Losing them hurts all of us. We lost nearly 100,000 irreplaceable human beings. This did not have to happen. That is the measure of the evil of “it’ll all just go away”.
May their memories be a blessing to those who knew them and mourn them. May they Rest In Peace. May we never forget they were living, breathing human beings whose lives were important and mattered. May we never allow negligence, nepotism, greed, racism, ageism, ableism, and incompetence to do this to us again.
It’s going to get worse before it gets better.
Reblogging again for ultra-relevant commentary.
Original credit to NonRock on R/Funny
Cats have the need to spill blood.
but we love the doofus murder-floofs so please keep your tiny psychopathic predators INSIDE your house