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harboretum

Like clockwork

harboretum

For reference

cat-faces

valtsv

i don't even gaf about shipping discourse because i'm a big boy and a bad person for other worse reasons but if i can be real for a moment "proship DNI" in bio means nothing to me. if you want to keep me out you're going to need to line your blog with salt and iron or rat poison or something.

valtsv

actually if i were to be less flippant and more brutally honest with you all my disdain for it stems from how much of it is just a thinly veiled excuse for people to fight about their fictional relationship preferences or simply for the sake of arguing without any investment in the reality of what they're claiming to represent and then take pride in their empty, performative activism. i still recommend the rat poison though.

valtsv

girl help they are calling me a pedophile sympathiser in the notes for trying to point out that being disgusted by something is not the same as meaningfully working to prevent and safeguard against it by critically engaging with the complex reality of it. can i please just have the rat poison.

omghotmemes

I laughed way too hard at this

mezimraky

in case anyone is looking through the notes trying to find the original artist it’s will mcphail !! feel free to check out his site but also here are some other things he made too !!

smooththegoofyshark

OOOHHH CLICK ON THAT LINK THIS GUY IS FUCKING GREAT

evilkitten3

HOLY SHIT

this guy GETS IT

randomslasher

Oh my God I forgot about the Marketing one and it hit me just as hard as it did the first time I saw it. Literal laughter tears omg.

#ok but hes definitely a secret Tumblr user right?#like the vodka one definitely reads like a Tumblr post

tinybed

comealongphil

dawn dimmadome? wife of doug dimmadome, owner of the dimmsdale dimmadome?

punkrorschach

actually she took the dimmadome in the dimmadivorce

erzvolnes

immortal words

dogpuppy

hayakawalove

I feel like that one scene of Justin Bieber getting shot in csi

hayakawalove

trans-girl-nausicaa

new bit, it’s called “the wrong twin died.” any time you’re talking about an alive person who you dont like, say something like “yeah he sucks. the wrong twin died.” make up a fake story about how the person used to have a twin but the twin died tragically and they were probably nicer than the one who survived.

krasnoarmeyets

i bet it feels good as fuck to intend to do something and then actually do it

cowboyified

stupidlittlespirit

This is so silly but I'm watching a short video essay on sincerity in cinema and the creator is talking about how he watched Lord of the Rings for the first time at 17. He explains that he'd grown so used to the 'ironic' meta style commentary in the movies of the 2010's that as he was watching the opening narration of LotR, he spent the entire time waiting for the joke to come. For someone to take it all back with a zinger line. He listened to Blanchett describe and explain the backstory, and he waited for the other comedic shoe to drop.

And he kept doing it. Scene after scene.

He spent the film expecting someone to make a joke about how unserious things were or to break the fourth wall or do some other self referential type thing.

Now, maybe I'm just at that point in my cycle or maybe I'm too delicate in general, but I literally teared up hearing that. Straight up cried a bit. It is so fucking sad that sincerity and genuineness is being bred out of people.

People say all the time 'this generation can't take anything seriously!' and really, is it any wonder? Younger people have been trained out of it. You are no longer encouraged to be genuine or show emotion or be honest. You are actively punished for it. In fact, you are almost guaranteed to suffer for it.

That is so fucked up. I'm sorry to go on a bit of a random ramble rant but it's so fucking gut wrenching to see younger people lose that element of themselves. You can't express your passion without being told you're 'crashing out' or 'cringe'. You have to live in this neutral state of fear of perception, and god forbid anybody step outside of it!

You're told you should only consume and succumb and be ironic and emotionless and cool.

Listen, if you're following me and you're like.... 25 or under, let's say. Please. I beg of you. Do not fall for this rhetoric. Please, for the love of all things, feel. Feel and create and be honest with yourself. Indulge in things that make you happy. Be sincere. Wear your heart on your sleeve. Do not let this hyper-capitalistic, hyper-consumerist, self-centred, individualist culture take that from you.

Bleed yourself into the work you create. Live. Don't fucking let anyone tell you different.

fus-mar-hoz

talking of surplus labor one time my father and I calculated how much money he moved at his warehouse job with one single shipment and it was several times his monthly salary. the technical base of capitalism is so advanced that a warehouse peon can generate the value necessary to sustain themselves for an entire month in mere hours, having the rest consitute surplus labor that can be reinvented to economic development exclusively. the monumental amount of value generated by a mature capitalist economy is large enough to sustain its entire population multiple times over, but at the same time, the parasitism of the small class that owns all of this surplus labor is monumental enough on its own that those workers are barely paid enough to take care of their own health and their working hours cannot be reduced a couple of hours without sending shocks through the entire capital chain. never has the degree of separation between producer and production been so large, never has the chasm between the classes been so ample

fus-mar-hoz

of course he didn't produce the commodities being moved, his job was to put them into various boxes and shipments. this warehouse moved textiles, as part of a large international textile company. this one single shipment that could have fed him for multiple months came from an unnamed place in Bangladesh. Even greater is the dispossession and alienation suffered by the proletariat of the parasatized nations, paid for cents on the hundredth euro. Were those textile workers paid fairly, the parasitism of the capital owners wouldn't be sustainable at its current magnitude, but the products would still be sold and the materials would still be paid and the supply would still be more than enough. and the price or production wouldn't even rise that much or at all.