I blog about Judaism, OFMD, Good Omens, and occasinally Lilo & Stitch (credit to @Among_Herbs on twt for my pfp) Check out my nbc Hannibal blog, https://www.tumblr.com/insert-stag-symbolism-here
Sorry to everyone who followed me for literally anything else, but this blog has become like 80% a Jew Blog™️. This is not really by choice, I would love to just reblog Izzy Hands posts and chill, but I’ve had to unfollow soo many people for being antisemitic :(. I’m still chilling on my Hannibal side blog though (link in my bio), if you want just fandom content.
Anyways, thank you anyone who’s still sticking it out with me, I appreciate it.
Hey so as the economy continues to get worse in the next few years, gambling companies are going to go extra hardcore predatory as people become more desperate. Yes, even more than they already are. You have to promise me right now you're not going to fall for it. No gambling, okay?
This is going to be especially bad with prediction markets and sports gambling, and it's already really fucking bad. But it also goes for loot boxes, blind box collectables, trading card games, and ESPECIALLY gacha games.
Listen, okay. I used to work in a gas station and as part of my job I sold lottery tickets. I'm about to tell you The One Big Secret State Lotteries Don't Want You To Know:
Scratchers have more prizes when the game is new, but those prizes are pretty much enough for you to break even and get addicted to the game.
They are the "first time it's free" wins. Because your brain doesn't remember that you won $10 on a $10 scratcher, it only remembers that you won. So you go back. And you go back. And in a few weeks you spend $100 to win $10 but it's fine, it's just a streak of bad luck, this game pays out all the time.
I once watched a woman pour almost $500 into scratchers, using her "winnings" to buy more and going back to her car and coming back in, jittery and shaky like every depiction you've ever seen of a speed addict in withdrawal. The symptoms didn't end until she lost her last dime. And then she tried to use our ATM. I'd actually called my manager in between buying bouts to beg her to let me do something, because I wasn't allowed to refuse the sale and if I did and it got back to corporate I'd be fired but I felt like I was handing lit matches to someone covered in gasoline, and she'd told me I could say the ATM was borked. So I taped a huge sign over the screen that said OUT OF ORDER STUCK CARD.
She was the most dramatic case, but far from the only one. I had people who came in every day after work and dropped $100 on scratchers. Daily. And that's not even the scariest part.
I had a customer I became friends with. We'll call him Jim. Jim invited me out for his birthday with his husband and a couple of other friends. We went to a casino, and because it was my first time I got a $10 free credit. And I was like "cool! I can play nickel slots all night long and never spend a dime of my own money!" And that is indeed what I intended to do. Early in the night, I won a $56 jackpot. I decided that was super-cool--I could fill my gas tank, grab a snack, and still have a little left over to throw in my savings account. Only five or six bucks, but hey! That adds up.
So I spent out the end of the original $10 and ended up with $63 total in winnings. At this point we'd been there like three hours, I was out of the money I'd been willing to spend/lose, and the noise and cigarette smoke was getting to me (the casino had gone nonsmoking but the carpets and stuff were still totally saturated, it was awful). So I said I was going to cash out and call it a night.
Jim physically took my playcard from my hand and forced it into a machine and said "no, no, you have to spend it ALL." He literally wouldn't let me leave the casino until I'd lost my winnings. And again, these were not huge winnings. These were "oh, that's nice." But he couldn't stand the idea of not gambling to the last penny--not just his last penny, but anyone's last penny. I hadn't realized until that moment that he had a problem--because he spread his lotto buys between multiple gas stations and never shared how much he spent at the casino.
Now Jim was a very nice guy with a very big problem (a few months after this he ended up in therapy for gambling addiction). I don't say this to slag off on him. We're actually still friends on Facebook. But he lost tens of thousands of dollars, several friends, and almost lost his husband, and he was taking other people with him. He was so deep in his addiction that he was putting the financial stability of other people at risk. I drew the line at spending my own cash--I'd actually left my bank card at home on purpose--but what if I hadn't? What if I wasn't autistic enough to basically have a built-in timer for flashing lights and ringing bells instead of finding them attractive? What if I hadn't grown up hearing my mother say "never take more money into a casino than you're willing to lose"?
Gambling addiction isn't just life-destroying, it can (in a way) be contagious. Your boss buys you a scratcher to put in your holiday card as a nice little token. What can it hurt? Your church holds a weekly bingo game for cash. It's just a chance to get out of the house, right? Your friend has a little casino outing for his birthday. You're just going to have a couple of drinks, play slots or blackjack for a couple of hours, meet some interesting people and go home--
--until you do more than that.
Be wary, kiddos. Don't take more than you're willing to lose. And the minute you think "this time I'm gonna--" you get your ass up and get out. Because that way lies debt and destruction, and the people raking in the billions don't care.
I can't articulate how badass it is to have gone through an amputation, survived a suicide attempt, hobbled onto the main deck on one leg while the ship is in the middle of a category 5 hurricane to shoot your boss to prevent him from killing the entire crew in a self destructive suicidal spiral.
Especially considering that said spiral is partially your fault. That's peak✨ c h a r a c t e r g r o w t h.✨
Wanted to give my thoughts, but may sound like a rant to the void. I apologize in advanced for that.
DNI's are unhealthy and unhelpful in my opinion. This is my experience, but they only made me feel uncomfortably confined in a community supposedly about being yourself. Not wanting to see NSFW is valid, and I often feel the same, but the idea of placing rules onto a count, that you truly can't upkeep, only barricades people and ideas you could comfortably explore if given the chance.
I started regressing a bit ago, and when I found the community, it was like a light; both agere and ABDL content was so comforting. But I saw these rules, restrictions. "DNI if you like this", "DNI if you do this". It felt like I had to be a "cookie-cutter product" instead of myself, and is a huge reason why I explicitly say that I have no DNI, and only asked to not be harassed.
I used to have them, to copy what others said, to try and fit myself and my expression into the molds that people unintentionally, or intentionally, created. When you crave community, like I did and truthfully do, and are young, hurt, and in a period where excepting yourself is difficult, DNIs do nothing but harm. I am heavily against them, but won't try and dictate what people do on their own account. I'll just avoid it. I believe heavily in the idea of curating your own internet experience, especially because the means to are there.
Not to mention, plenty of people are disrespectful about it! I have never been seen so much open hate and judgement towards a community which provides what most of these people claim to crave. "I want an adult pacifier!" yet they claim ABDLs are harmful. "I want adult nursery furniture!" but don't even research or listen when told that ABDL isn't about sex entirely, despite NSFW concepts being involved.
I've been hated for supporting people! And that's also a huge problem! I appreciate ABDL, despite using the regressor label (as, similarly to a lot of ABDL's I've heard of, the title feels more comfortable to me as it's the one I found when discovering myself), because they just want to be themselves. Similarly to how we do. I've been 'dipping my toes in the water', so to say, into the community, and it's truthfully beautiful. I won't say it's all my thing, but a lot of it is what I want in community; being yourself without judgement.
I mean, Capcon has separate areas for NSFW for people's comfort, entire playrooms for ages and strict rules for privacy! One of the biggest events for this sort of thing I've discovered has more respect than an online community, where even suggesting you like diapers or support ABDL will get you essentially put on blast. "UNFOLLOW SO-SO, THEY LIKE ABDLS AND AS WE KNOW, ABDLS ARE PERV PEDOS" when the person just happened to make a friend with someone of a similar mindset.
I apologize for this being so long, but this is important to me! The agere community is, truthfully, gut wrenchingly toxic. I only want to make a "banner" that says to be respectful, because I've had to block a few people who followed me without noticing the giant "I accept all" thing in my pinned while having "ABDLS ARE NASTY" essentially in theirs.
I also apologize if I missed your point.
I do hope you have a good day <3
Putting this under a read more because... it's long lol.
(First of all, I just want to say this: I do not interact with people under the age of 18. Period. So when I talk about the community here, note it is the older side of the community. I don't hate kids or think they're undeserving of a space, but I'm an adult and I just don't want to open my blog up to kids. Especially because even if there's nothing sexual about what I post, ABDL is an adult only space.)
I fully agree with you. I think it's valid to want to avoid topics and people that make you uncomfortable. Everyone wants that to some degree! But for a lot of people in the agere community, it's just avoidance and doesn't facilitate growing as a person.
Like I said before, DNIs are virtue signaling a majority of the time. And I'm not here to judge people, I don't think less of anyone who do this unintentionally, etc. It's just the truth of the matter.
DNIs are more about signaling to others in your community that you're a good guy and less to do with actually avoiding people on your DNI. Not that people aren't honest when they say they don't want to interact with these things, but to some degree I think everyone knows it's useless. People who are racist, TERF, MAPs, etc. don't see themselves as that most of the time. They aren't going to look at your banner and go "Aww shucks, I'm a huge TERF, guess I gotta leave this person alone!" Plus, I don't know many people out there who DO want to interact with pedos, terfs, nazis, etc. haha. So why say it at all if not to let those around you know you don't support it?
People need to be challenged. You need your ideas and beliefs to be challenged if you ever want any hope of growing into a well rounded individual. This also includes interacting with and sharing spaces with things you might not like or make you uncomfortable. Sure, you can lock yourself in your room and avoid all the bad things you don't like. But you'll never meet real friends, see true wonders, or evolve into a person that is fully formed. DNIs are just hindering people and giving in to the mindset that putting your fingers in your ears and closing your eyes is going to fix everything.
I also want to touch on what you said about the ABDL/ageplay community contributing a lot to what people in agere claim to want and crave. That's what I was saying before. The ABDL/ageplay communities have worked so hard to make so many things a reality. They've spent years of their life, their money, their ties to make products for age regressors. Adults only, but still. A huge chunk of the audience that buys these accessories, props and furniture just use them when age regressing. So I don't understand the hate. Or, when people use them, I can't wrap my mind around hating the people who made them.
Agere wouldn't even be a thing if it wasn't for those in the ageplay community paving the way. Reminds me of the story of "The Little Red Hen". How she wanted to make bread for everyone to enjoy, but when she asked the other farm animals to help her make the bread, they all said no. But when it came time to eat the bread, they all expected a slice. Wanting to reap the rewards without putting in any effort. It also reminds me of people who say "Kink doesn't belong at Pride." Completely ignoring the history and the rights they were afforded by the people who came before them. Completely ignoring that this wouldn't be here if it wasn't for the kinky people that made it happen. They're actually really similar when you think about it. Most of it comes from purity culture and wanting the outsiders to accept you.
What you said is also true from my own experience. Agere seems to be extremely toxic. Not everyone of course but the vocal minority. It's very much a "You need to be what I want you to be. If you're not with me, you're against me!" But even then, half these people can't agree. Sometimes they say it's okay to wear diapers, sometimes that makes you bad. Some of them thing it's okay to be a "naughty" regressor, but others will say you're making the community look bad. Many of these people just want the aesthetic. They want to be the popular ones setting the trend and they don't care about individuals at all.
I don't hate agere either, and this is likely a symptom of being so new. It's sad to see the casualties of a budding community.
Again as you mentioned, it's hard though. When you crave community and want to feel like you belong, you give in. You adopt the behaviors and don't question why they're even there. No one is born with the knowledge of carving out your own path. Which is why you, me and plenty of others here are talking about this. It's not telling people they're doing it wrong. We're simply shouting down the pathway. We've been through this before, reached the end and we're calling out to those down the path. Telling them to "turn around now because it only gets worse!" because we know what happens, not because we think we know better.
Also, so glad you brought up Capcon. That and Babyfur Con are awesome. I'm thankful they respect privacy and don't allow photos from the con to protect the people, staff and convention centers/hotels. However, I wish I could link to a gallery or something. I want to show people how these spooky, pervy ABDLs party at a convention. Whole areas of the con, separated for NSFW. It's so easy to avoid because they know it's not for everyone. Every event is clearly labeled and often they even include a regressed age range for panels and events. The attention to detail and the hard work that goes into making everyone comfortable needs to be applauded.
I think that's what frustrates me so much about the ABDL hate. Aside from people who haven't even began to deal with life acting like they know everything, it's just so annoying to know they could have it so much better. There are so many things, so many cool, amazing features that come with ageplay and ABDL. You will never meet a more organized and welcoming community. They have so much to offer and I know if the agere community only learned to welcome them, it would form into something so much stronger.
I know I'll keep yapping about it til I don't need to anymore. I'll keep being the person who praises ABDL (for adults) and tells people the truth. Because I hope one day, either people leave agere for ABDL, or agere changes to be a more welcoming space. I'm so thankful I don't need to do it alone because there's awesome people like you who are also out there, showing a different perspective. Questioning the norms and asking for change.
My heart goes out to those who feel the same way, but aren't yet ready to face the backlash from their peers. I hope one day, everyone here finds a community built on acceptance and accountability. One where you don't have to hide who you are or feel the need to repress it to fit in with the crowd.
I learned about the murder of Kitty Genovese in two separate psychology classes, at two separate universities. It was studied as an example of the “bystander effect”, which is a phenomenon that occurs when witnesses do not offer help to a victim when there are other people present.
I was told by my professors that Kitty Genovese was a 28-year-old unmarried woman who was attacked, raped, and brutally murdered on her way home from her shift as manager of a bar. I was told that numerous people witnessed the attack and her cries for help but didn’t do anything because they “assumed someone else would”. Nobody intervened until it was too late.
What I was not told was that Kitty Genovese was a lesbian who lived more or less openly with her partner in the Upper West Side and managed a gay bar.
Now… is it likely that people overheard Kitty’s cries for help and ignored them because they thought someone else would deal with it? Or, perhaps, did they ignore her because they knew she was a lesbian and just didn’t care?
Maybe that’s not the case. Maybe it was just a random attack. Maybe her neighbours didn’t know she was gay, or didn’t care.
But it’s a huge chunk of information to leave out about her in a supposedly scientific study of events, since her sexuality made her much more vulnerable to violent crimes than the average person. And it’s a dishonour to her memory.
RIP Kitty Genovese. Society may only remember you for how you died, but I will remember you for who who were.
I also never knew this about Kitty Genovese, but I do know that, in fact, many of the dozen (not thirty-eight) people who witnessed some part of the attack (which took place after 3AM, on a chilly night in March when most people’s windows were closed) tried to help in some way.
One shouted out his window for the attacker to leave her alone, which did successfully scare the man off temporarily.
Another called the police but, seeing her still on her feet, said only that there had been a fight but the woman seemed to be okay.
And when Kitty Genovese was finally attacked in a vestibule where she couldn’t be seen from outside, Karl Ross, a neighbor, saw what was happening but was too frightened himself to go to her rescue–so he started calling other neighbors to ask what he should do. Eventually one of them told him to call the police, which he did, and the woman he called, Sophie Farrar, rushed out to help Kitty even though she didn’t know whether the attacker was gone.
Kitty Genovese died in the arms of a neighbor who tired to help and comfort her while they waited for the police and ambulance to arrive. Kitty was in fact still alive, although mortally wounded, when the ambulance reached the scene.
The man who saw the final stabbing? Who panicked and called other neighbors first instead of the police? The man who said, infamously, that he “didn’t want to get involved” because he was reluctant to turn to the police for help? He was thought to be gay himself. He was a friend of Kitty and Mary Ann’s. After being interviewed by the police he took a bottle of vodka to Mary Ann and sat with her, trying to comfort her.
So, no. I don’t think the evidence indicates that Kitty Genovese’s neighbors let her die because she was a lesbian, because Kitty Genovese’s neighbors tried to help.
See also: Debunking the Myth of Kitty Genovese (The New York Post)
A Call for Help (The New Yorker)
(Also, going by the content of the murderer’s confession, it was indeed a random attack.)
how on EARTH was this “scientifically” studied but the details gotten so wrong and the wrong as hell conclusion published and taught in schools?!?!?! where were those scientists observation skills?! on vacation?!
How to take facts and turn them into an urban legend that gets taught in schools: Make a bad made-for-t.v.-movie about it, watch it, believe everything the movie says, annnnnnnd go! That’s how it gets taught as this supposed “scientific study.” Someone got fucking lazy.
A book about this, “No One Helped”: Kitty Genovese, New York City, and the Myth of Urban Apathy, won the Lambda Literary Award for LGBT Nonfiction this year! if anyone wants to check it out try your local library!
I want to add one crucial but telling detail: the story about the 38 witnesses didn’t come out of nowhere, it was handed to the New York Times City Editor by the Police Commissioner in order to distract said editor from asking unwelcome questions about a different case, and the story that was eventually written and which made headlines was almost entirely composed from police sources.
At the time, the NYPD was coming under quite a bit of criticism about rising crime rates and the seeming ineffectiveness of the police’s response to the problem. In the Kitty Genovese case, even though people did in fact call the police, it took about an hour for them to show up and the first detectives didn’t arrive until three hours later (at which point they mostly spent their time interrogating Kitty’s girlfriend about their relationship, because for “some reason” they considered her to be the most likely suspect for the murder. In fact, the police wouldn’t catch the actual killer until six days later when he was picked up for having a stolen TV in the trunk of his car, at which point he admitted to having committed a total of three murders). It’s not an accident that one of the things to come out of the Genovese case was the establishment of the 9-1-1 system, because at the time that the attack happened, you had to call the specific number of a particular police precinct and it was up to the duty sergeant on the desk to take action - which was usually to send someone out from the precinct to the address reported, because cops on foot patrol wouldn’t be outfitted with two-way radios for several years.
It’s more than a little convenient that at a time when the NYPD is coming in for public scrutiny about its ability to do the basic job of responding to reports of crimes in a timely fashion, the Police Commissioner happens to hand the City Editor of the city’s most prominent newspaper a story which puts the blame for the slow response on the apathy and inaction of New Yorkers, neatly absolving the NYPD for its ridiculously poor performance in this case in particular and its response to the rise in crime in general.
It’s also quite telling that the New York Times ran with the story the way they did. It’s not like there weren’t people on the scene who said they had called the police, or that the basic facts about how many witnesses there were and what they had seen didn’t match the account that the commissioner had given. The writer the Times sent out chose not to include this information because “it would have ruined the story.“ The Times wanted to frame the story as a narrative about how the root of NYC’s problems was urban apathy and anomie - and the news organizations that picked up on the Times’ reporting and made the Kitty Genovese case a national and global story wanted to frame the story as proof that NYC was a dangerous urban jungle that deserved its decline because of the bad character of its residents.
I think the takeaway from this case isn’t just about sloppy scientific research, it’s that you have to always consider how official narratives are used to assign blame to specific individuals and groups and absolve larger institutions of responsibility.
Wait—sorry, Sir, is that a leather collar? No, that's not going to work. Sir, if I've told you once, I've told you a million times, I'm an art nouveau sub. You can collar me, but the collar has to look like this:
I want to unlearn english. Every day I wake up and get faced with news stories like "good news! they just made it illegal to grind endangered birds into bonemeal!" and in the comments someone is like "this is oversimplified, and only partially true: after decades of campaigning and like 3 of them left in the wild, we've gotten them to make it illegal to snatch specimens of this specific one species of super-endangered birds right out of the wild and throw them alive into the bonemeal grinder. They're still allowed to do that in every other condition except these specific parametres."
And someone else comments in, in outrage: "Ugh pretty fucking typical that they care about ANIMALS more when it's still 100% legal to do this same thing TO CHILDREN."
And some third person comments in "actually that is also illegal in almost every place in the world. The only countries where they have no law against throwing live children into bonemeal grinder is the US and Israel."
Seriously people? Do you actually think countries with de facto slavery like Saudi Arabia and Qatar and the UAE are taking any of those "fundamental rights of children" resolutions seriously? You know that China, Myanmar, Yugoslavia, Russia, Cambodia, Rwanda, Pakistan, and others are/were parties to the Genocide Convention at the times of their respective genocides? Do you seriously think Switzerland is going to punish Nestlé for its gross violations of the human right to clean water? Do you seriously think the US and Israel are the only bad countries in the fucking world?
Grow the fuck up.
EDIT: By the way, Bahrain, Bangladesh, China, India, Malaysia, Morocco, Myanmar, Singapore, the UAE, the US, Venezuela, and Yemen, only agreed to the Genocide Convention on the condition that their citizens be immune from prosecution without the consent of their governments, making any kind of prosecution of government officials basically impossible without a domestic change of government.
A notable exclusion from that list? MOTHERFUCKING ISRAEL! WHICH IS HOW NETANYAHU CAN BE PROSECUTED BY THE ICC IN THE FUCKING FIRST PLACE!