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Just trying to stay sane one cute animal and fanfic at a time. Lurking on Tumblr since 2013. She/her.

[everythingfox]

Crumch

[underwaterfraulein]

Paging @gothiccharmschool !

[gothiccharmschool]

FUZZY BABY!!!

[hiddurmitzvah]

The Joy of Hating Jews - Tablet Magazine

Why antisemites always have a blast—and how Jews enhance the experience

[mouse-fischer]

Today’s digital culture has monetized these pleasures. Online platforms are engineered to maximize engagement by maximizing emotional reward. Antisemitism is extraordinarily well suited to such systems. Platforms amplify the thrill of forbidden knowledge, insider language, memes, and collective outrage while making them instantly accessible and endlessly repeatable. The digital dogpile—coordinated mass attack on a single Jewish target—is the mob made digital. Like the analogue mobs that preceded them, these too are often gleeful and public. But unlike earlier forms, participation no longer requires gathering in the street or much physical effort at all. The mob no longer needs to gather, it simply needs to log on.

Flooding Jewish journalists’ social media feeds with Holocaust jokes and “oven” memes; defacing synagogues, menorahs, or Jewish community centers with swastikas—often timed to holidays; filming antisemitic taunts of visibly Jewish people and posting them online for laughs; turning classic antisemitic tropes into viral “ironic” content or remix videos—none of these are coherent responses to a supposedly sophisticated international cabal controlling the world’s economy, politics, media, migration, and satellites. They are rituals of humiliation. The point is not resistance. The point is pleasure.

[sprinkledsalt]

"The third pleasure is moral. Antisemitism allows its adherents to experience hate as virtue. The antisemite does not feel like a bully. His experience is one of courage. He is exposing hidden power. Defending society. Cruelty becomes public service. This framing—hating Jews as just and right—has proved infinitely adaptable. Medieval violence against Jews was 'defense of Christendom.' In the medieval Islamic world, Jewish subjugation under dhimmi law was framed as righteous social order and mercy. Soviet purges were coded as 'anti-cosmopolitan virtue.' Nazi propaganda framed persecution as national hygiene. In much of the world today, antisemitism travels under the banner of anti-Zionism and resistance, repackaging eliminationist sentiment as liberation theology. The vocabulary shifts—anti-colonialism, anti-globalism, anti-elitism—but the emotional architecture remains. The antisemite gets to feel good. He is a whistleblower. A truth teller. A patriot. A freedom fighter. It is remarkable how stable the narrative structure remains. The blood libel accusations that convulsed medieval Europe—murdered innocents, monstrous perpetrators, the righteous community that exposes them—have proven durable and portable. Dress the accusation in the language of human rights reporting rather than theology and the structure barely changes."

[strangesmallbard]

“If Jews protest loudly, it will be cast as Jews having something to hide. If Jewish organizations demand collective condemnation, it will be cast as Jews having the power to suppress criticism. If Jews stay silent, it will be cast as indifference, arrogance, or worse—tacit agreement. Confront the accusation publicly and Jews feed the spectacle. Ignore it and normalization spreads. Explain it carefully and with nuance and lose ground faster. Complexity will always be outrun by emotional simplicity and the vocabulary of moral crusade. In short, Jews become unwilling performers in someone else’s theater. The antisemite wins either way.

This is part of the exhaustion Jewish communities experience in the wake of antisemitic waves that followed Oct. 7 and have not abated. It is not only fear. It is the demoralizing recognition that every available response is both necessary and compromised.”

[apoemaday]

A Word on Statistics

by Wisława Szymborska tr. Joanna Trzeciak

Out of every hundred people

those who always know better: fifty-two.

Unsure of every step: almost all the rest.

Ready to help, if it doesn't take long: forty-nine.

Always good, because they cannot be otherwise: four — well, maybe five.

Able to admire without envy: eighteen.

Led to error by youth (which passes): sixty, plus or minus.

Those not to be messed with: forty and four.

Living in constant fear of someone or something: seventy-seven.

Capable of happiness: twenty-some-odd at most.

Harmless alone, turning savage in crowds: more than half, for sure.

Cruel when forced by circumstances: it's better not to know, not even approximately.

Wise in hindsight: not many more than wise in foresight.

Getting nothing out of life except things: thirty (though I would like to be wrong).

Doubled over in pain and without a flashlight in the dark: eighty-three, sooner or later.

Those who are just: quite a few at thirty-five.

But if it takes effort to understand: three.

Worthy of empathy: ninety-nine.

Mortal: one hundred out of one hundred — a figure that has never varied yet.

[clonerightsagenda]

I think this is just a trend everywhere but I've been very frustrated this week by how much admin work is being outsourced to me as the patient/customer.

My orthodontist tells me I can make an appointment with the surgeon. I call the surgeon. They tell me I need a new referral. I call the orthodontist. They do a referral. I call the surgeon. Referral didn't come through. They tell me about their special unique system we have to use. I call the ortho again and walk them through the referral. I call the surgeon. They say the referral was missing some details so they have to do it again. I call the ortho.

The insurance company calls me about repair shops. I give them the name of the repair shop which I already gave them yesterday. They say they're not in their system but I can use them, but I have to call the repair shop to ask them to contact the insurance company. I call the repair shop and they say the insurance company is supposed to email them.

I feel like at a certain point these constant fetch quests become unreasonable?? Is it too much to expect these groups to communicate with each other instead of making me run back and forth between them???

[clonerightsagenda]

Made this post and then the new property manager (who started on Monday and only finally emailed us today because I sent a vaguely professionally hostile email to her boss because I hadn't heard anything and was not convinced she existed) asked for a list of open action items which her predecessor should have had but apparently wasn't keeping track of, which I learned when I met her boss and provided her with the list of open action items, which I guess tragically died in a fire in the last 2 weeks since she was sitting at my kitchen table, being menaced by the skull. How many people's jobs am I doing now

[hlahlahlahlahly]

Executive Function Theft

The phrase arrived in my head so completely formed and concrete that I couldn’t believe it wasn’t already established in the lexicon, but at

[clonerightsagenda]

It has a name!!!

[slothful-rabbit]

I laughed so fucking hard at this

[paint-lady]

[ollielephant]

[cumonthevoid]

none pizza with left beef

[the-chocolate-chip-pancake-blog]

It should be a rule of Tumblr to always reblog none pizza with left beef

[babymarkers]

ive missed you

[greatmountainfloofsquatch]

Always, always, ALWAYS reblog none pizza with left beef.

[thedogeveryonehates]

[moniquill]

[politijohn]

Source

Happy Pride Month!

[flyingdreamsofpeace]

For the Americans on this post. Don’t let anyone tell you that elections don’t matter and all parties are the same.

People gave Biden’s administration so much shit for the White House pride and transgender day of remembrance recognition for being too performative. And now we have an administration that is trying to make being trans illegal.

[thememedaddy]

[yorgen-sh]

[littlefluffbutt]

Scruba dub dub🐢

[shamebats]

[kabretoss]

It does matter. It matters exactly like this.

Last month I was in the ER, the most vulnerable emotionally that I've ever been while putting myself in the hands of a stranger. That the intake doctor had a lanyard heavy with Pride pins mattered. It's such a tiny gesture, but the amount of safety I felt because of it, during an agonizing moment in my life, was huge.

[disarmonia]

Another change in the environment around my artwork, which is somehow still holding on after russia’s latest massive terrorist attack on Kyiv. As the world keeps caring less and less, genocidal freaks are now openly threatening to destroy our capital with missiles. ____________

If you want to support me and my art - my tip jars are HERE along with links to trusted foundations to support Ukraine.

[vaspider]

[dovewithscales]

Damn he's got a great voice. Including the original comic panel below:

[ID: Single panel from an X-Men comic, featuring two younger people listening to the above monologue.]

[dovewithscales]

Very much so. The early comics were written during the height of the Civil Rights Movement by people who had grown up during and right after WWII.

[onihcinimkcin]

okay but this panel is from 2015

[vaspider]

... and? That's eight or 9 years ago at this point. It's only "recent" in comic books by a very generous reading.

[bumblebeebats]

The crazy thing is, ninety-nine times out of a hundred, if you asked me on any given day "Would like to see a picture of some genitals?" my answer would be "😰 No, that's... No, thank you. I'm okay, actually." I have nothing but the utmost respect for people who do engage with the penis side of the internet, but personally, I've spent the better part of two decades doing all I can NOT to have pictures of dick and balls or sexy bikini babe buttcheeks blasted onto my retinas constantly. And yet... to be denied the penis? To have a jumped up pile of javascript tell me, a grown adult with an air fryer and an outstanding council tax bill, that I cannot be trusted to withstand the sight of a bare nipple unless I let it scan my drivers' license? I will move heaven and earth to see that fucking nipple, friend. I will walk a thousand miles barefoot on hot coals before I give you big brother bitches my passport number. A thousand miles through the desert with five VPNs just to press my face up against the glass and see the last uncensored picture of two My Little Pony Characters sixty-nining each other, and I don't even want! to look at it! But I will! I must! for the sake of our fucking democracy!

[drtrinitysantos]

sdxfcgvzdxfcgvhzdxfcgvhbjnkmlcgvhbjnk science

[dizzyhslightlyvoided]

#the reason that lab safety regulations are the way they are is because literally all chemists are like this #as in 100% of them #no exceptions (via @prokopetz)

[copperbadge]

My grandfather got the GI bill after the war and decided to become a chemist. He was a year into his degree when he spilled something on himself in the lab. The way he told it, he watched whatever it was start to dissolve the leather apron he was wearing, thought about what it might be doing to his lungs, and after calmly removing the apron, became an architect instead. I think chemists are Like That because the sane ones all self-selected out of the pool.

[clytemnestraaa]

you know the all the things she said club girl who is trying to use ilya to do her and her boyfriend’s little voyeurism dance floor cuck fantasy and for some reason ilya is opposed to this which is the number one most out of character decision reid has ever made. what you don’t see is that to me 4 years later ilya is the one on the dance floor while shane loiters demurely by the wall and ilya and this same woman run into each other again except this time

wait sorry really funny vision of shane at the club standing next to this woman’s straight boyfriend both just watching their partners getting freaky on the dance floor. just sipping their little drinks in silence. nodding because it’s too loud to talk.

[clytemnestraaa]

like it absolutely started as a fun sex game but then i think that perhaps midway through ilya and gabby (her name is gabby now)’s Beautiful Bisexual Bird routine (woman now assigned bisexual by post author) while they’re doing their sexy little “everyone is looking at me but i’m going home with you” thing for their partners, shane and devon (boyfriend’s name is devon now) are standing there and devon is like. “soooooo. um. do you guys like… come to this place often?”

and shane is like “um not really. we live in ottawa and we’re mostly on the road for work.” and devon *polite and clueless* says “oh cool. what do you do?” “uh we play hockey.” “oh you’re hockey players? like professionally? sorry, i don’t really know anything about hockey. i’m a software engineer.” and shane sips his little ginger ale and is like “oh, that’s cool.” and devon is like “i mean not really, i don’t love it. i keep meaning to try for some kind of horizontal promotion or something… what i really like is woodworking but there isn’t a lot of money in that.” and shane is like “oh no shit you’re into woodworking? like you’ve got a home shop and everything?” and devon is like “yeah it’s a sweet little garage set up :) i actually started a website, just so i could show my family backin the states my stuff…”

until eventually ilya and gabby have exhausted their list of erotic maneuvers and the point where shane and or devon is meant to cut in has long since passed and ilya is like “ah. please excuse me i should… go find my husband…” and gabby is like “…yeah me too….” and then they find shane and devon not even paying any fucking attention huddled by a wall

and ilya is like “😡🤬😤shane. i wore the vetements for this.” and shane is like “oh there you are babe, oh my god you need to see what this guy does with reclaimed oak”

[flyingdreamsofpeace]

I need at least 4000 words of this masterpiece headcanon.

[ulyssessimpsongrant]