there r so many emojis i always stumble across something like 🗜 and i think who the HELL would ever use this emoji. and then i think abt some guy who probably works w those things all the time n hes so happy he can use this emoji. and im happy for him
My dad has started using them regularly in conversations to make the underrepresented emojis feel included, which is very cute in theory, but it means I get texts like:
Anyways this is the only correct way to use emojis have a very 🪔 day
reminds me of this interaction I had with my parents
they were in the same room and apparently when they got my explanation text my dad threw his phone down and said “how the FUCK does she expect me to know that”
Please remember that "land back" does not mean "indigenous people are mystical elves with innate epigenetic wisdom of land stewardship and they don't belong in big cities," nor does it mean "non-indigenous people can't be farmers."
What it DOES mean is that "non-indigenous farmers should be paying the equivalent of property taxes to the native governments their land was stolen from."
It means, "there's a great deal of indigenous scholarship on sustainable agricultural practices that farmers should be taking into account, because indigenous agriculture was more advanced than European agriculture at the time Europe invaded the Americas and western agriculture *still* hasn't caught up in terms of figuring out how to produce equivalently high crop yields without compromising the ecosystem."
It means, "non-indigenous farmers should be in an intellectual discourse with indigenous agricultural scientists and indigenous peoples that still do traditional farming, figuring how to repair the damage western farming practices have done to the ecosystem."
Really excited to see the years pass since this joke was first posted, and seeing the new generation thinks this is some non-sequitor when it in fact references a specific old flash game that has long past its day in the light, in which the goal was to fucking demolish this guy.
i’d rather have rainbow capitalism then living in constant fear of discovery. the woman in the pride flag disney t-shirt might be missing the nuance, but at least i know i can be myself. a street full of rainbow flags makes me more comfortable holding a mans hand. look. corporations aren’t your friend. they will sell to whoever will buy. but kids seeing gay everything every year is only ever a good thing, and a massive improvement in history
There is plenty to criticize about corporations rolling out cheap plastic rainbow shit every June for a quick buck.
But do you know how much it would have meant to 12 year old me if I could have walked into Target and seen even 1 cheap ass cup with a rainbow printed on it?
How much safer I would have felt? How much less of a freak and a weirdo? How much *less* realizing I was queer would have felt like a looming disaster? 1 rainbow cup or pair of socks or cheap little Love Wins button would have felt like a life preserver in my shitty little Texas town.
Hold those companies accountable if they turn around a donate to anti-lgbt causes in July. And support the fuck out of lgbt creators and artists now.
But remember that this visibility is a good thing- they've decided that its more profitable to pander to us than not. And that's much better than the alternative.
obsessed with sokka’s name kinda popping up everywhere in school books years after atla. like yeah ur learning history about the end of the hundred year war? oh right with the avatars amazing team and some non bender named sokka who probably wasn’t all that important. on to gym class where u learn different fighting styles, did you know btw that the first guy to ever train with the kyoshi warriors was some random guy named sokka? oh well. can’t be late for physics where we learn about the invention of the air balloon and the submarine by … sokka? huh okay I guess, on to politics where we learn about all these important decrees over all the different nations which were first proposed by.. ah man, sokka? again? anyway art class now, here look at these paintings made by sokka
#‘well at least this fucking dude won’t come back in my favourite class spirits and mythology where we will read how princess yue became the #moon spirit with one last kiss to fucking sokka again I guess. anyway here’s a list of the very little people who ever managed to go into #the spirit world and come back guess who’s on there too’ #‘aw man I’m still so mad about the loss of the spirit library imagine all that knowledge. the only thing we have left is a description of #one of the last people who visited the library. guess fucking who again’
#like obviously all the names of the gaang will be remembered but everyone else’s #name when u first learn about them u know you need to remember them bc of course they will be important to history. like of course you’re #gonna remember avatar aangs name bc you know his name will surely come back. of course you remember firelord zuko who led the fire nation #into an era of peace. meanwhile sokka’s name is kinda a side note like yeah this guy was also #here you might need to remember this random detail for a test #except then he keeps coming back in every single class and by the end of your school career you’re just like ‘oh this test is asking me for #the name of whoever invented this or did that? well if I just answer sokka there’s like a 50% chance it’ll be correct do’
#obviously then it becomes a meme #if tumblr exists 200 years after atla someone would make a post with a screenshot of some show with the text ‘ah they really invented love’ #and someone also will reblog with ‘nice try but I think we all know who really invented love’ and then it’s one of those long posts in which #everyone reblogs with ‘sokka’ probably in a bunch of different fonts #atla. #sokka #mine. #atla #avatar
Image two is another set of tags. They read: #average person has a 1 in 5 chance of making history factoid actualy just statistical error #Sokka Georg #who is a non bender and travels with the avatar #makes history 10000 times each day #is an outlier adn (“and” misspelled) should not have been counted. End ID[
What if you didn’t realize it was the same person though? Like you just think that it must’ve been a common name back then. But then you joke with your history teacher that it’s a funny coincidence and they’re just like “no it’s all one guy. All the other sokkas are named after him.” And then you just have to come to terms with the fact that one of the most influential historical figures was basically Just Some Guy.
This is not inaccurate though, there are lots of Just Some Guys.
You go to history class and learn that Ben Franklin was instrumental in securing aid from France without which the us may not have won the war. He was also the first postmaster general.
Next period is physics. You’re learning about electricity and oh hey Ben Franklin proved that electricity occurred commonly in nature. He also invented the lightning rod which has prevented countless structural fires.
After that you have music class and woah there’s Ben again inventing one of the most popular musical instruments of the 18th century.
Now, onto government class and well if it isn’t Benny boy laying the foundation for modern politician science.
Surely, he won’t show up in journalism cla- WHAT DO YOU MEAN THREE OF AMERICA’S MOST INFLUENTIAL NEWSPAPERS WERE STARTED BY THIS GUY?!
Okay, you think you might be clear of him. You go to your agriculture class. (did I mention you’re in a rural high school?) Your teacher tells you about the most useful publication you could read every year, better at predicting weather than any local meteorologist. It’s called Poor Richard’s Almanac and you already know who started it.
You run from your ag class to your school library to find something that this guy didn’t do. Ah! A book on astrophysics! American scientists didn’t really get involved in that until after his death. You crack it open just to be sure. Ha! The person who proved stars were actually distant suns wasn’t Ben Franklin, it was… Edgar Allan Poe?
nothing is worse than software that tells people when I’m online or when I read their message or when I’m typing something. I always want to be as unknowable in my silence as god
forgive yourself. forgive yourself for all the versions you couldn't become. forgive yourself for the wrong things you said. forgive yourself for not knowing any better at certain point of your life. for fucking things up so much that the grief still haunts you. forgive yourself for the darker and shadowed parts of you. you have to learn to integrate all parts of you, even the ones you desperately want to disown. it'll be alright.
every now and then i have to think of the roman family from two thousand years ago that buried their little daughter in a boy's athletic-themed sarcophagus and i weep a little because that's the softest declaration of love i can possibly imagine
i am once again emotional and sleep deprived so let me elaborate to make myself feel better.
octavia paulina was a six year old girl whose sarcophagus was found in her family's tomb at via triumphalis in rome, dated roughly around the third century a.d. her parents mourned her mors immatura, her premature death, by having the wall behind her sarcophagus painted with the image of a giant meadow with children and a chariot pulled by doves accompanied by hermes leading an unconscious girl into afterlife. (to my knowledge, the doves and the fact that they were led by hermes was a symbol for hope.)
the sarcophagus itself shows athletic competitions between girls and boys alike, and in the most important one on the front, octavia paulina appears as the winner (a palm branch in her hand, which is meant to symbolize her strength and honor, her virtus). her opponent is sitting on the floor, upset. what really stands out is that octavia paulina's parents ordered a common sarcophagus that was usually used to bury boys with athletic interests or futures but then proceeded to have it remodeled — smaller heads and genitalia cut off etc — to include girls in the relief.
i just get very soft when i think about parents ordering a sarcophagus for their little daughter who think it's perfect for her and who remodel it to make it even more accurate for her. the thought of parents more than 1.700 years ago thinking their six year old daughter deserves a sarcophagus that fits her personality (rather than what was expected of her as a young girl of the time) despite none being available and then ordering for it to be altered makes me wanna scream because it's such a human and caring thing to do. maybe octavia paulina even had a say in this because it took weeks to months to make a sarcophagus this detailed.
disclaimer: a lot of this messy little thing was transcribed from what my professor has told us in his sarcophagus class and this article; this is just a rambling post, it isn't detailed or well put or structured properly, and not fit for scientific research.
radioactive waste from nuclear power: ok spend 40 years and who knows how much money proving that putting it a kilometre under-fucking-ground will not release more radiation than background in the worst-case scenario, for 100000 years, and maybe we’ll stop sandbagging and let you build it
radioactive waste from oil and gas: eh whatever bro just dump it in fucking landfills and rivers, who give a shit
Eight years later, Chief’s Orders facilities, who would handle radioactive waste from fracking, are operating with no updated rules or overs
This makes me so so SO fucking mad you’re telling me that the fucking RADON that POISONED my grandma and gave her LUNG CANCER and KILLED HER is because of FRACKING? I DROVE PAST A FRACKING OPERATION EVERY TIME I WENT TO VISIT HER. Fucking doctors told us that radon gas just HAPPENED to be seeping up through the basement because that just happens in Ohio sometimes! IT WAS BECAUSE FRACKING PUT THE GOD DAMN RADON IN THE ENVIRONMENT IN THE FIRST PLACE?!
AND. IN THE GOD DAMN MEANTIME. Because of the gas prices I’ve been seeing POLITICAL ADS talking about INCREASING LOCAL FRACKING OPERATIONS I AM SO FUCKING LIVID
doctors told us that radon gas just HAPPENED to be seeping up through the basement because that just happens in Ohio sometimes!
well, that is the case. some rocks have radon gas trapped in them which leaks out over time. if you build a house from or on such rocks it might have dangerous levels of radon gas in it. however, fracking essentially crushes rocks underground to release trapped gas. if that includes radon then it gets into the wastewater (called “brine”) from the fracking well so… sometimes the ground gives you radiation poisoning, but fracking is basically digging that poison up to make cancer juice.
the fracking might not have poisoned your grandma but even if they didn’t they probably hurt someone else. you can read about some cases in this article
Oil-and-gas wells produce nearly a trillion gallons of toxic waste a year. An investigation shows how it could be making workers sick and co
In the summer of 2017, Siri Lawson noticed a group of Amish girls walking down the side of a dirt road near the horse farm where she lives with her husband in Farmington Township, Pennsylvania. The girls, dressed in aprons and blue bonnets, had taken off their shoes and were walking barefoot. Lawson was horrified. She knew the road had been freshly laced with brine.
Radioactive oil-and-gas waste is purposely spread on roadways around the country. The industry pawns off brine — offering it for free — on rural townships that use the salty solution as a winter de-icer and, in the summertime, as a dust tamper on unpaved roads.
Brine-spreading is legal in 13 states, including the Dakotas, Colorado, much of the Upper Midwest, northern Appalachia, and New York. In 2016 alone, 11 million gallons of oil-field brine were spread on roads in Pennsylvania, and 96 percent was spread in townships in the state’s remote northwestern corner, where Lawson lives. Much of the brine is spread for dust control in summer, when contractors pick up the waste directly at the wellhead, says Lawson, then head to Farmington to douse roads. On a single day in August 2017, 15,300 gallons of brine were reportedly spread.
“After Lindell Road got brined, I had a violent response,” reads Lawson’s comments in a 2017 lawsuit she brought against the state. “For nearly 10 days, especially when I got near the road, I reacted with excruciating eye, nose, and lung burning. My tongue swelled to the point my teeth left indentations. My sinus reacted with a profound overgrowth of polyps, actually preventing nose breathing.”
The oil-and-gas industry has “found a legal way to dispose of waste,” says Lawson, 65, who worked as a horse trainer but is no longer able to ride professionally because of her illnesses. Sitting in her dining room, surrounded by pictures she has taken to document the contamination — brine running down the side of a road, an Amish woman lifting her dress to avoid being sprayed — she tells me the brine is spread regularly on roads that abut cornfields, cow pastures, and trees tapped for maple syrup sold at a local farmer’s market.
“There is nothing to remediate it with,” says Avner Vengosh, a Duke University geochemist. “The high radioactivity in the soil at some of these sites will stay forever.” Radium-226 has a half-life of 1,600 years. The level of uptake into agricultural crops grown in contaminated soil is unknown because it hasn’t been adequately studied.
Ohio is one of the states where brine-spreading is legal, so if that was done near your grandma’s house, yeah, it very well might have been fracking that poisoned her.
You think burying nuclear waste is a solution? That doesn’t solve anything any more than burying your trash. It’s not like there’s a portal deep in that cave that takes the nuclear waste to some other end of the galaxy. It’s just gonna sit there. In a copper barrel. For 100,000 years. And how much nuclear waste do you think we can generate in 100,000 years? Enough to fill up that repository right? So we keep filling up repositories again and again and again. Then what?
It’s incredibly dangerous and corrosive. Cannot be reused ever. Doesn’t biodegrade in any human perceptible time.
That doesn’t solve anything any more than burying your trash.
Problem: ingesting it is dangerous. Solution: make it as good as impossible for anyone to access it. Sounds like a solution to me.
It’s just gonna sit there. In a copper barrel. For 100,000 years.
Yep! Half a mile underground. Who’s going to get hurt? No one!
Cannot be reused ever.
This isn’t true, spent nuclear fuel can be reprocessed and burned in special reactors.
Doesn’t biodegrade in any human perceptible time.
No, it degrades through nuclear decay instead. Over geological timescales, sure, but heavy metal wastes like mercury, arsenic, and cadmium don’t, ever, – and those we deal with in pretty much the same way, without anyone getting their panties in a bunch.
also like. the radioactive fuel came from way underground anyway. if you put it back you have broken even on the total quantity of radioactive gunk underground. And if you object to radioactive stuff being underground and away from people I have bad news for you about all naturally occurring uranium
TIL the first known case of “dying from laughing” involved the greek man called Chrysippus, who, after giving figs to his donkey, cried out “Now give the donkey a drink of pure wine to wash down the figs”, had a fit of laughter afterwards and died.
Translation is always tricky, but I remember this slightly different:
Figs were an imported delicacy at the time, and the donkey just managed to eat them (without being given any on purpose). Seeing a donkey eating several times their own value in figs, the philosopher looked to his servant who might have been standing there either in shock, despair, or both, and said something along the lines of
“Oh don’t just stand there. Get him some (undiluted) wine to wash the figs down with”. With (undiluted) wine also being an expensive drink.
I feel like that context makes it funnier. Basically like standing in front of your burning mansion with a butler, meeting their eyes, and telling them that you still feel a little chilly and ask them if they could put on an extra log or two.
Even if someone became homeless because of the stupidest choices and used every drug in existence, they'd still deserve food.
There are people who have billions. If you're worried about people having things that they don't deserve and that someone else worked for, start there.
