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The rise of androgyny and unisex fashion in the 1970s was apparently responsible for the introduction of a sex marker in passports.

milf--adjacent

Oh wow so me saying "no government documentation should ever include a gender marker for any reason" has been right all along. For exactly the reason I stated when people were giving me shit for not supporting x markers on documents.

teaboot

Wait what's a buildings fire evacuation plan if you aren't supposed to use the elevator to get down

lazodiac

You go down the stairwell/fire escape. Is that weird?

teaboot

But what if you have a walker or a wheelchair??

durpacerangerrogjro

in america at least, in this situation, there isnt one. either your loved ones or the firemen can get you out using the emergency fire escapes or stairs, or you die

teaboot

That's fucking horrific, thank you

official-lucifers-child

“fun” little story:

last summer my friend who is an amazingly talented artist and i were in this super tall building, and she’s in a wheelchair and i’m pushing her around the room. it’s an art exhibit and some of her art was chosen to be showcased there and so it’s all fine and dandy until suddenly an alarm starts going off

a FIRE ALARM

everyone starts running for the stairs and my friend just looks at me with this forlorn look on her face

“i can’t go down the stairs”

but i’m a stubborn bitch “i’ll carry you”

“what about my chair? it’s too expensive for me to be able to get another one if i can’t get this one back”

“i’ll carry that too”

and i did. we went to the stairs (by then most people from our floor were gone) and i lifted her up in a fireman’s carry over my shoulder and then lifted her chair up and used the ridiculous amount of adrenaline that was coursing through my veins to make it down approximately 20 half-flights of stairs until we met some people exiting lower floors, one of which who kindly took the chair. I changed positions so i was holding my friend bridal-style which was, somehow, easier and the person who took her wheelchair (with her permission to handle it of course) accompanied me to the ground floor and then out the doors

basically there is no real protocol for people who can’t use the stairs in an emergency. it’s up to the people with them, if anyone, to help them or the person to somehow make it down the stairs alone, unassisted

thank fuck that it was just a faulty alarm system, because if i was unable to carry her down those stairs and the building was on fucking fire???? then i don’t know what would have happened to her, but i don’t think it would have been very good.

it’s fucking ridiculous and ableist to the absolute max.

girlfriendsofthegalaxy

I use a cane. When I did a day-long fire safety training at my northeast American university (UMass Amherst), I asked that exact same question: “what am I supposed to do if the fire alarm goes off and I’m in my lab on the twelfth floor?”

the fire marshal hemmed and hawed for a while and then said to take the elevator- you’re supposed to leave it free for the fire department to use and they want able-bodied people out fast not waiting for elevators. if the fire alarm has just gone off the building probably hasn’t suffered enough structural damage to make using the elevator dangerous, and modern elevator wells are heavily reinforced. many large and high-trafficked buildings on my campus have fire rated elevators that link in with the fire alarm system so they won’t let you off on a floor with a possible fire.

if the elevator isn’t working, wait in the stairwell and call the fire department to let them know where you are. modern stairwells are also heavily reinforced- it might not be pleasant but modern building code usually requires fire-resistant stairwell doors in office and big residential buildings, also to help firefighters get in and out safely. older buildings’ stairwells may or may not be retrofitted with fire-resistant doors but a stairwell is generally the safest place to wait if you can’t get out.

what happened to your friend was horrible, and i’m very glad you were there to help her out, but you can absolutely use the elevator to evacuate if it’s not shut down. those don’t-use-the-elevator rules are for abled people.

tisfan

This is GOOD TO KNOW. why do they not tell people this??

ravynfyre

Okay, firefighter here. If you are not physically able to use the stairs, and the elevator is NOT compromised, use the elevator. But you MUST be ABSOLUTELY CERTAIN that the elevator is NOT compromised before you get into it, because there is always the chance that once you get into it, you may not exit it. Power could go out. The elevator may actually BE compromised and you just couldn’t tell from where you were until you were in there, and it suddenly shuts down on you. Something else could happen.

Understand that once you enter the elevator, you could POTENTIALLY be taking your life into your hands there.

It is NOT LIKELY, to be perfectly honest. It’s only in a pretty catastrophic scenario - think the Twin Towers, USA, on September 11th - that the elevators will be compromised and out of service. But there is a NOT ZERO PERCENT CHANCE and you need to understand that and accept it.

As for leaving the elevators free for the firefighters, okay, here’s the deal. Unless your nearest fire station is literally right next door? Your first on scene fire truck is NOT likely to be there on scene and needing that elevator before you get to the ground. It takes us TIME to find the address, gear up, and drive to the building. Then we need to hoof it into where the elevators even ARE, so YOU HAVE TIME to use the elevator to get down to the ground floor... BUT ONLY IF THERE’S NOT A RUSH ON THE ELEVATOR! And THAT is WHY we don’t tell people this shit. That’s WHY we tell people to NEVER USE THE ELEVATOR... because every self-entitled asshole will use it because they don’t feel like walking, and then put YOU in danger by delaying the elevator’s arrival to you.

IF, however, the elevator IS compromised, or you just can’t get it to come for you, or whatever, and you either don’t have anyone with you who has the adrenaline fueled BALLS to be able to toss you over their shoulder and hoof it down the stairs with you - because, let’s face it, that is RARE AS FUCK, then HERE IS WHAT YOU DO:

You call 911 and tell the call taker that you are in the building that has a fire alarm going off, and you are not able to evacuate because of a physical disability, and you tell them what floor you are on, and EXACTLY what stairwell you are waiting at. And the very FIRST thing that the firefighters are going to do once they arrive, if it is, indeed, a REAL emergency, and not a false alarm, is come get your ass and bring you down. Whether that means carrying you down the stairs, or whether that means locking out the elevators so that no one else can override them and coming to get you themselves, they WILL come get you FIRST THING if it is a real event. And if it is a false alarm? You will probably be the first person who is not involved with the building to know, because the call-taker is going to stay on the line with you until you are under someone’s care and out of danger, or until the scene has been sorted out as real or false, and you are out of danger that way.

These are pretty standard operations in the fire service throughout the United States. There may be some minor variations based on specific municipalities, but, for the most part, this is pretty typical: LIFE BEFORE PROPERTY. So, as long as SOMEONE knows where you are - hence why you call 911 - Firefighters will come get you. You are NOT alone, and you have NOT been abandoned. I PROMISE. It’s like, our whole reason for doing the shit we do: to save lives and to break shit. Sometimes, we get lucky enough to do both at the same time.

High rise fires suck ass, and I always hated them. But the very FIRST thing I asked anytime we got one was if we had “any entrapments” - which is what we call anyone who could not self-evacuate for ANY reason. We ain’t leaving you behind. And yes, your friend who doesn’t have the stamina to carry you down can stay with you, too. Because I would never ask that of someone, honestly.

Also, just a little FYI... MOST fire alarms are false alarms. Not to make anyone complacent or anything, but, yeah. Most of them are either system malfunctions, someone accidentally hit a pull station, or someone burned popcorn in a break room. So don’t let a fire alarm freak you out until you need it to - by smelling or seeing smoke or flames.

gentle--riot

i have had multiple nightmares about this very thing because NOBODY BOTHERS TO ACTUALLY TELL WHEELCHAIR USERS THIS STUFF

downwiththebad

I am loving these additions!

If you're disabled, this is worth the time and focusing energy to read through!!!

kyraneko

Short version:

If disabled and the fire alarm is just happened, you're allowed to take the elevators down but there's a small possibility you could get stuck if the elevators are compromised.

If you can't use the elevators or don't want that risk, go to the stairwell which is reinforced against fire, close the doors, and call 911 to let them know you are in that particular stairwell and can't get down.

Fire will strongly prioritize finding and rescuing people who might be still in the building during any actual structure fire. This is a major component of their job.

Fire people won't arrive in the course of one elevator run and actually half the deal with "don't use elevators" is supposed to be "leave it for people who need it in the emergency" which is both fire AND disabled people.

shatterstar

if you didn’t hear dc pulled gretchen felker-martin’s red hood book for posting about charlie kirk on bluesky and silencing of a politically outspoken trans woman aside it’s really unbelievably sad we aren’t gonna get to read a jason todd book written by a woman who posts like this:

“big two comics can be a medium for radical politics” my ass. Grow a spine and stand up for this woman

ckalaveram

Take a nap kindly old man

samsheadraws

explanation as to why in my previous comic Dink refers to Tim as "Bitty" (featuring tim's ability to spawn out of nowhere) <3

papayafromtv

Seventeen year old crime lord Jason Todd realising that the actual adulting part of being an adult is fucking hard, and when he forgets to go grocery shopping and is hungry on patrol he catches sight of the batmobile and just decides fuck it. He remembers when he was Robin. He knows for a fucking fact there are fruit snacks in the glove compartment of the batmobile. He’s hungry. Fuck this whole thing.

Batman and Robin finish dealing with a rogue and Bruce gets notified that the batmobile’s been compromised. Red Hood has already tried to blow up him and Robin multiple times this point, so without being sure who it is he’s already cautious. They get back to the car ready to fight only to find their city’s latest crime lord half-hanging out of the passenger window, legs flailing in the air, banging loudly about on the inside of the car with his fists.

“WHY THE FUCK ARE THERE NO CHERRY OPTIONS?! B I KNOW YOUR BITCH ASS KNOWS NEVER TO RUN OUT OF CHERRY.” He screams when he notices them standing around nearby.

Bruce is fucking flabbergasted. Tim’s the only one with the (albeit baffled) sense of mind to stick his hand up in the air like he’s at school before confusedly letting Hood know “…Uhm. I think- I think there’s some cherry flavour in the- in a box under the back seat…?”

Red Hood’s legs flail about slightly as he twists around into an even weirder angle to reach the back. A few more clanks and bangs later and he starts shuffling back out of the window, body language smug. Whe he’s out, he turns to reveal a handful of cherry flavour fruit snacks in his hands. He cocks a hip as he starts unwrapping them.

“So. How was Riddler tonight?”

Bruce makes an aborted movement towards him, suddenly panicked. “You can’t- don’t you dare eat those! Those are Jason’s!” He blurts unthinkingly, memories flashing in his mind of little Jason, the son he mourned, constantly hungry and stubborn about the types of snacks he’d eat. After he’d died and Bruce cleared out the car for the first time, he’d found one of Jason’s old stashes. He hadn’t been strong enough to get rid of them. Still kept a second secret stock of the second Robin’s favourite mid-patrol munchies on hand, as if his ghost would come back to complain about being forgotten. Seeing Red Hood desecrate his sacred offerings made his blood pressure spike, but it was nothing compared to the way he bluescreened when Hood didn’t react at all, instead continuing to unwrap the plastic and undoing the clasp of his helmet with one hand.

“Yeah, bitch-ass.” He sniped, taking off the helmet and shoving the snack in his mouth. “‘ason’s ‘uckin snacks. Mine.” He muffled around a mouthful of food.

Bruce goes very, very still. “What.”

Tim cocks his head. “…Did you really just identity-reveal yourself for a fruit snack?”

“Mind your fuckin’ business, Replacement.”

“Yeah ok.”

incorrectbatfam

Dick has a custom ringtone for each person in the family. The thing is, what is each ringtone, and how the Batfam finds out about it?

Roy: Thanks for meeting us, man.

Wally: Yeah, it feels like it's been forever.

Dick: Guys, I'm never too busy for my best friends.

Roy: Anyway, what's new with—

Tim's ringtone: *G note*

Dick: *declines and puts his phone away*

Dick: Sorry about that. You were saying?

Roy: I was just asking what's new with—

Bruce's ringtone: 🎶 Na na na na na na Batman! 🎶

Selina's ringtone: *meowing*

Steph's ringtone: 🎶 Pink Pony Club, I'm gonna keep on dancing at the— 🎶

Barbara's ringtone: *My Heart Will Go On on the janky recorder*

Cass's ringtone: *unsettling chewing ASMR*

Duke's ringtone: 🎶 We're in the middle of a hostile government takeover 🎶

Jason's ringtone: *Wii music*

Damian's ringtone: *AMBER Alert*

Alfred's ringtone: 🎶 Darling hold my hand 🎶 Nothing beats a Jet2 holiday—

Dick: I'm just gonna take this.

Wally:

Roy:

Wally: ...Bruce's one is new.

incorrectbatfam

Duke: I'm such a bad person but in a funny way. Like I'm inviting a bunch of my siblings who hate each other to go bowling for my birthday just to see how they interact. Hopefully they fight.

possumtion

Fuck it *washes your robins

Hanging them out to dry…

incorrectbatfam

The first time Jason said "no thanks" to a snack Bruce almost cried because it meant Jason understood he'll never run out of food as long as he's under batdad's roof

hannrum

I love aus where Harvey basically adopts Jason after he gets revived and i had to work it into the cowboy au🙏🙏😼

our-happygirl500-fan

Stephanie Brown & Weapons

wait, what’s this!.. It’s, it’s, BY GOD IT’S STEPHANIE BROWN WITH A CHAIR!!

Though Steph is probably most famous for being able to use anything & everything as a weapon from bricks to chairs Steph’s a character who has existed for over 30 years & throughout that time has used a variety of professional weapons

During her time as Batgirl Steph’s signature weapon was a baton whose length could extend into a bo-staff, Steph affectionately named the baton her ‘boom stick’.

When Steph was brought back in the N52 she was given her iconic sansetsukon also called a three section staff, sansetsukon are basically nunchaku bo staffs & the sansetsukon was Steph’s iconic weapon for years to the point where that was the weapon included with her few action figures

However a sansetsukon can be considered tough to draw which is why eventually Steph’s iconic weapon changed to her using either bo staffs or escrima sticks

The bo-staff felt symbolic of her extending baton from back when she was Batgirl & her escrima sticks were weapons Steph technically used in the preboot as her future self used them as Nightwing

Young Justice 2019 did call back to Steph’s iconic sansetsukon by giving her a weapon that could transform between bo staff and sansetsukon

incorrectbatfam

Duke: Who else is hiding in the laundry room trying to listen to Bruce and Alfred's convo?

Damian: Me. I'm in the laundry basket.

Cassandra: I'm in the washing machine.

Tim: I'm in the closet.

Jason: We accept you, Tim.

Tim: No, I'm literally in the closet.

Dick: Love is love.

emotional-piece-of-meat

Duke spent all his childhood and most of his teenage years in a middle class family, so I like to think that he carried these habits into his rich life as well.

Example 1:

Duke: who the fuck is wasting our water? Do you know how expensive the bill will be next month?

Tim: Do you know that even if we had opened all the taps in the manor, Bruce would still have no problem paying for them for at least the next ninety years?

Duke, closing the faucet: yeah, what's your point?

Example 2:

Duke: It's literally a rip-off! Six dollars for a fucking yogourt?! Nah, let's go Cass, bet I can find an analog for three.

Cass, handing him the hundred dollar bill that Bruce gave them to buy two yogourts (he didn't know the price and just hoped that it was enough): ?

Duke, dragging her out of the store: It's a principle now, let's go.

Example 3:

Dick, accidentally dropping his phone: oopsie-

Duke, without thinking: of course, go on and break it. We are all billionaires here, aren't we?

Dick, pretty much confused: well, technically…

Duke: I see you, victim of capitalism.

He also constantly turns off the lights when someone leaves the room for more than 0,5 seconds, because it pisses him off.

oh23

remember when i said Bruce would forget his kids arre adopted?

imagine the same thing but opposite w damian for some reason.

Damian starts showing interest in medical stuff and Alfred lightly comments, "just like his grandfather," and Bruce hums with a finger on his chin, "Ra's?" and Alfred gives him a look and THEN Bruce realises, oh his father. his side of the family. because he's the dad. for real this time. ohhhhh.