nightlight girl

i still want to make you proud.

[pukicho]

If you’re confused ever: idiot. 

[8-evil-annoying-catboys]

[parkchanwoohoo]

u ever talk to someone and wish you could be like, “god i totally understand where you’re coming from, and yes this DOES suck a lot, but your shift leader at panda express is not like, a member of the capitalist class, he’s just some dude who’s worked at panda express for a while, and him telling the manager and the manager firing you for your third no-call no-show doesn’t make him like, your oppressor, he’s just some dude who probably has nothing to look forward to in life except like, his biweekly board game nights with the same friends he’s had since high school, and you should be able to relate to that because you also have never left the town you grew up in, which is FINE, i’m just saying like, you shouldn’t key Dan’s shitty 2003 mini cooper, he doesn’t own capital, if anything you should be mad at the MANAGER, but even then i don’t know if he counts as a member of the capitalist class either, so like, find another panda express, there is no dearth of panda expresses around here, and it doesn’t even have to be panda express, i think panera pays a lil better”

[pulling-aggro]

u good?

[parkchanwoohoo]

I’M fine, but i know some folks who are not

[flowerinaflame]

[archiemcphee]

Here’s an awesome little piece of history:

Archaeologists in the Burnt City have discovered what appears to be an ancient prosthetic eye. What makes this discovery exceptionally awesome is the striking description of how the owner and her false eye would have appeared while she was still alive and blinking:

[The eye] has a hemispherical form and a diameter of just over 2.5 cm (1 inch). It consists of very light material, probably bitumen paste. The surface of the artificial eye is covered with a thin layer of gold, engraved with a central circle (representing the iris) and gold lines patterned like sun rays. The female remains found with the artificial eye was 1.82 m tall (6 feet), much taller than ordinary women of her time. On both sides of the eye are drilled tiny holes, through which a golden thread could hold the eyeball in place. Since microscopic research has shown that the eye socket showed clear imprints of the golden thread, the eyeball must have been worn during her lifetime. The woman’s skeleton has been dated to between 2900 and 2800 BCE. 

So she was an extraordinarily tall woman walking around wearing an engraved golden eye patterned with rays like a tiny sun. What an awesome sight that must have been.

[via TYWKIWDBI]

[knottybear]

Wow.

[followthebirds]

SOMEONE DRAW HER PLEASE

[beecher-arts]

CHALLENGE ACCEPTED!!

[kitsunecoffee]

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW AN ANCIENT CRAFTSMAN WAS PRESENTED WITH PEOPLE LOOKING FOR HELP TO NORMALIZE THEIR DISABILITY. AND THEN SAID ‘NAH FUCK THIS WE’RE GOING TO

MAKE YOU LOOK BADASS.’ 

[the-milk-eyed-mender]

i love her

[the-milk-eyed-mender]

i still love her

[finallyhavingthetimeofmylife-de]

We learn so much when we look at the past, so we don’t do the same mistakes over and over.

[autumngracy]

[reversewerewolf]

things i say that confuse and worry my coworkers:

“happy birthday” every time i hand them something

“well, that’s not ideal” whenever something is going wrong

“we are in the timeline that god abandoned” whenever i’m mildly inconvenienced

“can’t you see that your fighting is tearing this family apart?” whenever two or more coworkers are arguing

referring to taking medication as “eating medicine”

“time to go back to prison!” when putting animals back in their cages

referring to inanimate objects as (s)he, particularly when i break something and say “oh no, he’s dead.” this concerns them especially when i follow it up with “that’s not ideal”

“what are they gonna do, fire me?”

[dwarvesandrobots]

I work in a blood bank, and constantly refer to blood types as flavors, such as “Oh, you need two units? What flavor is he?” And my older coworkers just look at me confused but my coworker that’s my age doesn’t miss a beat and responds “A Pos”

[reversewerewolf]

this is probably my favorite comment on this post so far

[tampire]

[barkycatbros]

Thomas telling me about his busy to-do list. 😸📢

[princesstigerbelle]

Oh really? And then what buddy?

[everythingfox]

The wolf is so done with the fox’s bs 😂

[evilkillerpoptarts]

Foxes are cat software being run on dog hardware.  Clearly this fox is operating on the Kitten OS.

[misselaineofoz]

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog

[evilspice]

[kushandwizdom]

You got this Auntie

[strictlyquadrilateral]

earlier today i was nonverbal for a bit but no one was around except the cats, so i signed at molly that she’s a good cat and she. immediately started purring. this cat knows too much. i live in fear that someday s

[fabulousairpirate]

the cat killed op

[strictlyquadrilateral]

#false she merely sat down on the keyboard and hit the post button prematurely

[platoriagf]

run in here and come get yall juice

[terfs dont interact, also: dehyrdate]

[diversehighfantasy]

How White People Handle Diversity Training in the Workplace

As a former professor and current facilitator and consultant, I am in a position to give white people feedback on how their unintentional racism is manifesting itself. In this position, I have observed countless enactments of white fragility.

One of the white participants left the session and went back to her desk, upset at receiving (what appeared to the training team as) sensitive and diplomatic feedback on how some of her statements had impacted several of the people of color in the room. […] [Later] her friends wanted to alert us to the fact that she was in poor health and “might be having a heart attack.” Upon questioning from us, they clarified that they meant this literally. These co-workers were sincere in their fear that the young woman might actually die as a result of the feedback. 

All of this is going to feel very familiar to anyone who’s blogged about racism in fandom.

[theotheryongbok]

“White fragility functions as a form of bullying: ‘I am going to make it so miserable for you to confront me — no matter how diplomatically you try to do so — that you will simply back off, give up, and never raise the issue again.’ White fragility keeps people of color in line and “in their place.” In this way, it is a powerful form of white racial control. Social power is not fixed; it is constantly challenged and needs to be maintained.”

[lissanaria-deactivated20220607]

Quoth the article: “What would it be like if you could simply give us feedback, have us graciously receive it, reflect, and work to change the behavior?” Recently, a man of color sighed and said, “It would be revolutionary.” I ask my fellow whites to consider the profundity of that response. It would be revolutionary if we could receive, reflect, and work to change the behavior. On the one hand, the man’s response points to how difficult and fragile we are. But on the other hand, it indicates how simple it can be to take responsibility for our racism. But we aren’t likely to get there if we are operating from the dominant worldview that only intentionally mean people can participate in racism. 

[flavoracle]

I am a white man and I am racist. I’m not proud of being racist, and I honestly strive to overcome my own internal racism. And as much as I would like to claim that I’m not racist, the reality is that I can’t improve unless I first acknowledge the problem. The same is true of overcoming my own internal sexism, homophobia, transphobia, and other forms of prejudice.

To my friends of color on here, any time I say anything or act in a way that is offensive, insensitive, or racist in any other way, please let me know. I promise to listen, reflect on what you’ve told me, and work to improve myself.

To my white friends on here, I encourage you to let your friends of color know that you’ll do the same.

[velinxi]

Stop being mean to me I’ve got eyes and I’m not afraid to cry

[doggosource]

s l e p y t i m e

[tastefullyoffensive]

[the-memedaddy]

[officialunitedstates]

She smelled like hand sanitizer, pure and reminiscent of a hospital.  Her lips were like marble, cold and smooth.  Her eyes were like a stop light, you wanted them to be green but they were red and occasionally yellow.

[katharinemoe]

okay?

[officialunitedstates]

This isn’t about you.  Mind your business