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A frustrating part of the mainstream vegan “love all animals and protect the environment” mindset is the fact that things need to die in real-life ecology all the time but deer hunting season makes icky feelings and carp culls aren’t cottagecore
The vegan “any animal death ever is morally wrong” mindset doesn’t hold up when:
We don’t have any of the large predators we used to (black bears, mountain lions, or gray wolves) but still retain large deer populations. If nothing is removing animals, they’ll quickly overload the carrying capacity of the environment and have massive losses to starvation and disease that can also pass on to livestock. Human hunters replace the large predators that our landscape can no longer support.
It’s kinder to euthanize an un-releasable hawk rather than try to find it a permanent home with humans. Wildlife rehabs have extremely limited space and resources and are usually run entirely on donated money and volunteer time. Only a few are large and stable enough to care for permanent residents long-term, and those spots are few and far between.
An invasive species poses a danger to threatened native wildlife. I will admit- Australian possums are adorable. But not in New Zealand, where they’re an invasive species that eats the eggs of ground-dwelling birds that previously had no such predators. The landowners I worked with replanting native bush, all native Maori, had no qualms about setting the dogs on them.
I don’t know how to end this except. Sometimes things just gotta die and acting otherwise just isn’t a realistic expectation.
Highlights from the notes over the past 6 months include a lot of angry vegans saying “you’re blowing things out of proportion, no vegans actually think like this!” and a lot of people who work in conservation and education saying “Every day. I have to fight people who think like this.”
As a bonus this post was originally inspired by the vegan who called me racist for saying we should kill invasive species
Fellas, is it gay to drag the guy you want to duel to death into a corner at the bar to reaffirm that you DO want his ass (dead) so so very badly? And what if he gives you advice, confirming that he wants it just as much? Can I threaten a homie without making Slaanesh lean in with interest?
Scary guard dog privileges! I enjoy the fact that Yvgeny did not hesitate to follow Lyphos' call, or to go along with his requests as soon as he has his word that Lyphos would protect him. It really sold the fact that multiple days passed since last session, and by now Yvgeny trusts him more. BUT HUM THE WARDING WAIL?? HELLO?? What other guard dog does Yvgeny have in his mind?!
Picking the Perfect Pencil Lead Hardness Grade
This is so perfect. Except it doesn’t mention that the 10B will smear with the touch of a finger and the 10H has probably been etched into the back of the page.
ok but you should be able to get all the shades of gray and a good black from any b pencil when your doing an all pencil drawing you genraly use from 3/4b to 8/9b
h pencils are mostly for tecnicall drawings not art and they will damage your papper even if its very good quality witch makes them very hard to erase
any thing from 2h to 2b is good for writing
h pencils are easier to sharpen than b pencils and break less esaley
Discovered a chaos odyssey 4 days ago and have watched it twice since then thought i should do some fan art
i haven't drawn a man in like 2 years and i've never drawn a space marine but i'm pretty happy with this
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It's so so telling, how quickly Sam puts together his vision for the revitalized watch in Men at Arms. Like this man has clealry thought about this, at length, many many many times over the years.
Also, this is probably more words than he's ever spoken in a single round. Like this infodump, in combination with his general unwillingness to look people in the eye, his strict hangups while also being suprisingly openminded, his issues with not speaking his mind, the alchoholism, the smoking, the explosive anger, the issues with depression, the unsocial career working nights, eating the same things at the same places over & over again, his dislike of change, his small group of friends...
I'm not saying Vimes is definitly autistic, but frankly there's a neon sign of neurodivergence practically flashing above his head.
I think they should put cubfan in phasmophobia but not playing with everyone else he’s just like. a ghost. you know it’s the cubfan ghost because instead of ambient noises it’s just things he says sometimes really quiet and also with a stupid amount of reverb. whoa! hahaha. let’s goooo. cheers man. I think he would thrive. if you put a hotguy poster up he starts getting kinda weird about it but he might stop trying to snap your neck. this comes at the price of you having to listen to him. not really a problem if you’re just trying to identify the ghost but if you want a perfect game it may come at the cost of being mildly uncomfortable. unfortunately he also thinks snapping necks is fun so.
this is gigs to me
is this coherent-
I've just been absolutely rambling in my notes app about Monstrous Regiment. Like.
It's such a silly premise at face value, a regiment where every single person is actually a woman pulling a Mulan (or, rather more fittingly, a Sweet Polly Oliver), but then you read it and it's about blind faith, the pitfalls of war and organised religion, how we use those things to hide hatred and fear. It's about gender roles, and how flawed the idea that “If women were in charge, there'd be no wars” is. It's about people, and human nature, as almost every Discworld book is, when you get down to it.
It's got a coffee-addict vampire. What's not to like?
I think William de Worde gets underrated as a Discworld protagonist. His book is great but it's not as riotously funny as some of the others. Moist basically replaced him as the not a Watchman Ankh-Morpork protagonist. The Truth often gets lumped in with Moist's books as "the industrial revolution series".
William is basically the opposite of Vimes. Vimes and his family clawed and scraped for everything they ever had. He's seen first hand what it means for the little people when the rich thinks the rules don't apply to them. That's why he does what he does. Vimes makes the law an equaliser, rather than a tool of tyranny.
But William is a pompous, arrogant, entitled, privileged little twit. At first, he hates it and tries desperately to be his father's opposite. He's the well meaning liberal. He knows racism is bad and abhors it, but he still treats trolls and dwarfs and vampires with kid gloves so he doesn't accidentally offend them. He doesn't stop to think about the food he's taking off of people's plates when he doesn't get his engravings done. He just sort of assumes the dwarfs at the press work for him rather than with him. Multiple characters called him out in this throughout the story, and he never really has a answer for them.
But like Otto says, he tries, and trying is how you get there. And William does get there, not by overcoming these flaws, but by using his privilege as a weapon against the rich and corrupt, like Vimes uses the law.
He takes the jewels, basically buys the dwarfs' loyalty with them. (Attempts) to blackmail his dad with them. Does blackmail Slant. Uses his little notebook to protect free speech against people like Vimes and Slant. Backs Vetinari into ensuring Harry King's daughter has a wedding overflowing with the rich and powerful, ensuring Harry will supply him with paper out of gratitude. His first response to a problem to either annoy it into leaving him alone or offering it a job.
William doesn't become a hero of the working class, not really. But he uses his pompous twittery to give them chances. To get a job, sure. But also to learn the truth. To help draw the lines that the rich can't just cross without fear of reprisal. To be the place where the falling angel meets the rising ape.
To Explain the Glorious 25th of May
For those of my followers who are confused, here’s a brief explanation.
In the Discworld book Night Watch, the 25th of May is the anniversary of the Revolution of Treacle Mine Road, otherwise known as the Glorious 25th of May. This was a relatively minor skirmish in the city’s great history, a struggle for power, a liberation that removed a madman from the throne to replace him with a different madman. But it was the city fighting back against oppression and cruelty and torture.
And in the fighting seven men died. Seven graves in the cemetery. And those who were there wear the lilac to remember them.
Discworld fans use this date as a convenient date to honour Sir Terry Pratchett and to remember his work.
Because there truly are no books like them. They are so amazing, with Pratchett having an amazing insight into fantasy, as well as the depths of the human condition.
Night Watch especially shows this. It’s dark, it’s funny, it’s grim, it’s silly. It’s a book about inevitably, it’s a book about change. It’s terrifying, it’s bleak, it’s hopeful, it’s warm! It’s about a man reliving the worst days of his past, but he still strives to protect those he knows are lost. Because they’re not lost yet. They’re in front of him and he does the job in front of him.
Where, as civilians riot against the cruelty of the law, a man defends his watch house by sitting out front with a cup of lukewarm cocoa in one hand and a cigar in the other, telling the rioters he’s on break.
A book where a man must mentor his own child self. A book where he must walk his own past through the horrors he witnessed.
Where he gets so close to changing fate, before fate spins round with a haymaker.
And it’s also a book where the chant of the revolution is “Truth, Justice, Freedom, Reasonably Priced Love, and a Hardboiled Egg.”
Where there is an old soldiers song about angels sticking their arses in the air, that just might make you weep.
We love you, Sir Terry Pratchett.
How do they rise up?
GNU Sir Pterry.