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hey i'm jetfuel
22 yrs / queer / any prns / masc-neu terms
i barely tag anything so be warned
the only things i tag consistently are original posts (#jetfuel speaks) or things i think would be useful to find later (#resources)
good luck finding anything on this trainwreck of a blog after like nine years of not knowing how anything works. i was raised on pinterest and then lived in a hole in the ground (used mobile).
i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny
It's hard to say this without sounding like a right wing dickhead, but the thing about progressive spaces is that they may naturally attract people who are always on the lookout for excuses to start a fight. Like you can find yourself faced with someone whose political outrage is totally justified, and whose humanitarian ideals are right on the money, but simultaneously they are carrying a ton of psychological baggage about being wronged and getting revenge, and they will exploit literally any opportunity to live out this psychodrama with anyone in their line of vision. I have thought of several related anecdotes since I started typing this post, but I'll limit myself to the thing that inspired it, which is that I just visited this ultra-lefty cafe/bike shop/community gathering space where I've heard that the proprietor is constantly in a fight with everyone around her. When I paid for my stuff I noticed that there was no tip option, but I thought I had heard something about this, so I snuck away to look at the website and it made me really glad I didn't ask! I think there should have been a really enticing and exciting way for her to say "I've decided to be the change I want to see in the world, so I'm paying my baristas a full living wage, I'm making sure EVERYONE feels welcome and comfortable here, and I'm selling products I believe in!" -- but instead all the web copy sounded more like "You're either with me or against me, you're a fucking piece of shit asshole if you can't handle the inclusive atmosphere here, and by the way tipping is for fascist cavemen and if you ever try to tip someone you are refusing to relate to them authentically and you are enforcing a dangerous and evil power dynamic that should be purged from human society (so therefore I pay my staff well)." Like everything she stood for was totally agreeable, but why did she have to put it like it was directed at her worst enemy, rather than at the kinds of people she wants to attract? If the word on the street is to be believed, the reason for this posturing is that she spends quite a lot of energy making as many enemies as possible, and she probably likes it that way. I guess I'm just reminding myself, and perhaps others, that while one might think of "politics" as being broadly social and theoretical, no individual can fully separate the political from the intimately personal. Even somebody who seems to want to uplift and protect their fellow humans may be getting some perverse inner satisfaction out of that valiant crusade, and you may never realize it until you find yourself in a confusing fight with them.
I ran a LARP for a few years explicitly aimed at being queer friendly and accessible, and eventually cut it short mainly for this exact reason. You wouldnât believe the amount of abuse my staff and I took for reasons that felt genuinely insane. I got called ableist for telling someone they couldnât be invincible in my game of make believe, more than once. Defended myself, multiple Jewish players, and a conversion student from accusations of antisemitism based on alleged lore weâd never written / suggested / that simply and plainly did not exist in game. Had a staffer try to talk to someone about how a joke she made was uncomfortable only for this person to retaliate in epic proportions full white woman crocodile tears style, trying to get this staffer removed and eventually escalating into a full public hate campaign when she didnât get her way. All thatâs still just the tip of the iceberg.
Progressive spaces are naturally populated by traumatized people, and unfortunately trauma makes people more difficult. (Iâm not excluded in that. No one is.) Running a progressive space is doubly difficult because a lot of left-facing trauma was inflicted by authority, so youâre setting yourself up to be the windmill that someone tilts their displaced rage at. I donât really know what the solution is, but I do know that this is one of the huge reasons itâs so hard to find community: the people with a bone to pick canât reach the ones who actually hurt them, but theyâll sure find you along the way, and the safer they feel around you the safer theyâll feel coming after you.
Once again I am begging everyone to read Never Split the Difference: Negotiating As If Your Life Depended On It by Chris Voss.
Voss spent 25 years as a hostage negotiator, meaning that his job was to talk to guys on the phone who had literal guns to innocent people's heads. He KNOWS how to compassionately de-escalate a conflict and have productive, constructive conversations with people who are highly activated and reactive.
Especially if you are neurodivergent, read this book. The communication tools are specific, concrete, easy to implement, and will dramatically reduce the psychic damage you're taking just from trying to navigate the conversation.
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i was about to say this is at the Toronto airport and then suddenly it definitely. Was. Not.
Thatâs just the Toronto Bannana Boa
Jörmungandr is trying to catch a plane they are late for ragnarok
when people tag posts "unreality" it's a signal to people who struggle with discerning reality that a (likely scary if believed to be true) post is not real even though it's written as if it was. it's also a filter tag so those people can opt out of seeing posts like that entirely. many people who rely on the unreality tag are psychotic and struggle with paranoia alongside (or because of) the struggles discerning what's real. posts that these people interpret to be real can lead to incredible distress and compulsions.
when someone tags your post "#unreality" and you screenshot the tags and say "what are you talking about? this is real" because you consider the post easy to discern as not real and find this joke funny you're actually just causing paranoia for people who now feel like they can't trust the unreality tag. not everyone has the same reality discernment skills as you. what's "obviously" a fictional story to you may not be obvious to other people.
I don't think most people make this joke maliciously. I think most people making this joke don't even realize why the unreality tag exists. anyways, if you've made this joke or have the urge to make this joke then consider not doing that.
a lot of people on this post complaining about their real posts being tagged #unreality and how it pisses them off
*politely* correcting people is fine. this post is pretty explicitly about sarcasm. if you're not being sarcastic then it's fine to correct people. this post is only talking about sarcasm. people not being sarcastic about this actually helps you because people feel safer trusting that you're not making a joke
and if you think your annoyance at your post being tagged #unreality means that the tag shouldn't be used at all you need to get your priorities straight. be kinder to psychotic people thanks.
tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents
not me though. im girl with tanktop
Maryland will become the first US state to ban surveillance pricing in retail stores, after passing Protection from Predatory Pricing Act.
Jesus fucking christ that this exists in the first place
I WAS FUCKING WONDERING WHAT THOSE DIGITAL PRICE TAGS WERE ABOUT SUDDENLY i had hoped they were so the workers didn't have to finagle those little papers into the slider part anymore đ
Hi, yes, that is the OFFICIAL excuse made to me by the guy replacing the paper tags with digital ones at my local Walmart, but the end goal is to remove the numbers off the shelf entirely, replacing them with QR codes that you have to scan with the appâŠ. Which requires your login informationâŠ.. and also stores your card information so even if you didnât use your Walmart account at the physical checkout, if you used a card they recognize, they assign that purchase to your Walmart account purchase history.
I explained very clearly to the manager my issue with the meat section not having the price tags listed, and they claimed it was only going to be for the meat, since meat is by weight, and the price of each item is printed on the packs of each item.
Sure. Thatâs how they get their foot in the door. Fast forward not even two weeks, and here we are:
Bar codes. No prices, no item descriptions. No price stickers on the individual items. Heck, not even the name of the item that is SUPPOSED to be there.
No. The only way to see the price is to scan it on your phone app, which is also recording what you looked at recently, as a way of gauging what you might be looking for in the future.
So hereâs what weâre gonna do gang:
Every time you go into a store that has implemented these price-less tags:
Take 1-3 items up to the cash register. Ask the cashier for the price, or hit the price check item on the self checkout, which will likely call over the attendant.
Express that you didnât actually want it, you just couldnât see on the shelf how much it was.
POLITELY, AND WITH A THANK YOU FOR THE PRICE CONFIRMATION, Give the items to the cashier or attendant to put back.
When they inevitably try to push the app, politely decline. If pressed for why not, say you donât want to have to carry your phone in-hand the whole time you are shopping in order to see how much things cost. (Not having cell service or data to use the app is NOT a valid excuse, as stores already often have complimentary WiFi AND more stores will provide WiFi rather than give up on this push for surveillance pricing)
If itâs a shelf-stable item, the cashier will have to set it aside, taking up room in their limited operating space, and eventually pass it off to someone to put in a holding area to put back later. If itâs a fridge/freezer item, it might have to get tossed due to food product sale regulations.
In either case, you are making it a pain in the ass for them to have these digital bar codes. Tie up the checkouts. Give the employees more busywork that the company has to pay them to do. Hurt their bottom line having to toss the pint of ice cream you carried around in your cart for 20 minutes before giving it back to the cashier.
Yes, call your reps. Yes, push for more legislation like this in more places. But also take an extra minute out of your shopping trip to MAKE IT HURT for companies to pull this shit.
minors on social media will be like so this is my full medical history, my ethnicity, my microâ nay, nanolabel, every single trigger i have and if you ask nicely you can have my social security number đž IN THEIR BIO
if any minors happen to follow me or see ths post: i know the state of privacy and personal data on the world wide web is fucked but please don't make it easier for people with bad intentions. you're basically providing a list of all the things that make you more vulnerable. even if you think you're too smart to fall for anyone's hidden agenda or scam.
i wasn't stupid at 15, and yet the only reason i didn't end up meeting with a random 50+ y/o stranger who i'd been talking to for months, at a concert in a dodgy area of a city is because my sibling got wind of it and decided to buy a concert ticket too. as soon as he heard about this change, he ghosted me. the reason i trusted this man? he'd told me he was gay and autistic, we had been chatting about a shared interest and i had an okay track record of being a good judge of character. it wasn't enough.
THIS! @leonkennedysprostate
i dont envy youtuber friendship fallouts like im imagining the times ive had to ditch a toxic ex-friend but with the additional baggage of a) having to maintain some professionalism as a public figure and b) there being hundreds of gay teenagers on the internet who headcanon us as found family and/or lovers. i think i would crash out.
Several years ago, on a crowded commuter train in southern england, I was standing in the aisle, being miserable with many other miserable people, and there was an annoying persistent rattling noise. it was loud, inconsistent but constant, and designed to inflict suffering. Eventually I worked out that it was a window, which obviously needed to be open because it was sweltering hot, but which (being a british train not in London) was a piece of shit falling apart.
I took a random scrap of receipt from my pocket, folded it up, and with a serene "pardon me" popped that fucker straight into the part of the window that was rattling. the rattle stopped instantly. silence spread like a balm. the bliss was intense, palpable, intimate. I felt powerful love and affection. sometimes things happen like that.
did they all applaud you? They should have
Haha, not in the British isles, âand then they all clappedâ is only for something truly spectacular (although i personally think theyâre more willing than Americans to suddenly chant things in unison or react collectively). But the British do a good line in collectively convening a silent court of public opinion, that passes and broadcasts judgement. Sometimes the psychic battles and disturbances can get intense, and may erupt into someone actually saying something out loud pointedly. But in this case, there was nobody in favour of the clattering window, and plenty of people bothered, and the solution unobtrusive. I think I got a few thoughtful nods avoiding all eye contact, and perhaps some reflective head tilts
what world do people imagine their fursonae exist inside of. I love how undefined it is. some people are like "this is my sona HryĂ xe, a hybrid dragon with ice powers who has been alive through three astral ages and toppled many kingdoms of men" and someone else is like "this is my sona he's an arctic fox named blurt and hes a barista in Toronto who loves to play mahjong." And then blurt and hryĂ xe are lovingly having sex on a tropical beach somewhere. and I'm like how'd they get to the beach
Emo.
They blocked tumblr at my school. Apparently it a âSocial Networkingâ site.. I might drop out of my computer classes now..
"This person has a secret onlyfans!" "This artist does NSFW commissions!" "This author writes porn on the side!" I cannot begin to tell you how swag and awesome that is.
I wish medical transition was seen as the miracle of modern medical science that it is and not some freak experiment that misguided young "girls" and perverted fetishistic "men" do as a vanity project.
