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we have to write poems in my creative writing certificate program, so I pieced something together from Belphie's medical reports
my professor really liked this and said that it should be 'the nucleus of a chapbook' (so like 15-30 poems of the same theme that I would attempt to get published) but now I feel awkward because I think that she thinks HE DIED? but it turns out, everything will be alright! his heart recovered! the FIP meds are working!
if I do make a chapbook, this will be the next page:
and then this will be the page after that:
I couldn't believe how fast he went from death's door to running and playing once we got the GS441525 into him. I am so incredibly grateful to everyone who's spent their time researching and legislating it!!
Belphie is over two years old now, and sometimes when I look at him, I still think he lived.
i really im absolutely astounded at the phenomenal job that MIB did not to be racist against aliens, despite being a movie about secret agents chasing evil aliens. that scene where jay helps an alien mother to give birth is probably one of the most humanizing moments for an Other ive seen in a movie ever.
like it grabs the body snatcher trope from the cold war "aliens are all around you, hidden in diguzise, they could be any one of us!" and then it says "and theyre just people, theyre literally just people trying to live their lives and thats fine"
you literally have a whooe scene where a cop stands out because he says "i dont care how menacibg or threatning someone looks im not going to shoot them if there is a reasonable explination for what theyre doing, one is sneezing and one is just doing excercise", and that is the guy that gets aproved to join MIB.
The movie has a real love for NYC and immigrant culture as a part of that. The opening scene where K welcomes the undocumented immigrants to the United States. One alien greets another and says he's ordered him pierogi. A lot of them are refugees from their home worlds who just want to survive.
Honestly surprised that Lucy Hebron doesn't get more attention in media focusing on the Sherlock Holmes extended universe.
Like, you're born in Atlanta Georgia sometime in the 1880s. Your mother is a white English immigrant. Your father is an African American lawyer who has managed to become fairly wealthy off his practice.
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle claims that your parents were married, but they almost certainly weren't or, if they were, they probably had to go elsewhere to get married and their marriage wouldn't have been recognised in Georgia. Realistically, they were facing huge amounts of prejudice that are only increased when you are born.
(Your mother openly says, in front of you when you're older, that it is a “great misfortune” that you were born with darker skin than even your father.)
Then disaster strikes. Your father dies. Your mother can't stand to stay in America without him and returns to England.
She does not take you with her. She says this is because of your health. It's just way healthier for you to stay where you are, as a parentless mixed race child in the Jim Crow era American South. Rather than going with your only living relative to England (which, while obviously still very racist, at least doesn't have any actual laws against people like you existing).
Your mother meets a new man. A merchant. He's white. She signs over all your father's money and investments to him when they marry. She doesn't tell him about you. She's worried he wouldn't understand. She later explains that this was a major ordeal for her. That she struggled in vain to resist the urge to send for you for three years, until it got too much to bear.
So now you live in England. In a cottage on the estate that was partly paid for by your father's money.
You're not allowed to leave the cottage, because if anyone sees you outside in the daylight then they might find out that you're black. While you're in the cottage, even (apparently) at nighttime, you are made to wear long gloves and a fucking mask, so that nobody can accidentally look through the window and find out that you're black.
Your mother visits you occasionally. She tells you that you're her “own girlie and mother's pet” whether you're “dark or fair”. When her husband comes to see what's going on, you and your nurse get shoved out the back door so he won't see you and find out that you're black.
Unfortunately, your stepfather has noticed that his wife keeps randomly going off in the middle of the night to visit a mysterious cottage where the only inhabitant seem to be a weirdly secretive servant woman and a strange masked figure, and has decided that something Fucked Up is going on.
So he goes to consult the Great Detective Sherlock Holmes. Normally, the Great Detective Sherlock Holmes can work this kind of shit out in his sleep, but unfortunately your family is so dysfunctional that you override his borderline magical deduction abilities, and the best theory he can come up with is either “secret affair” or “weirdly convoluted blackmail scheme”.
Fortunately however, this does lead to your stepfather eventually meeting you and finding out who you are. Including the fact that you're black.
Turns out he's fine with it.
Like completely. Quite possibly more so than your own mother is. Turns out there was no need for the traumatic abandonment, the years of separation and then the even more traumatic being forced to live like The Man In The Iron Mask in a cottage in the middle of nowhere.
Nope. Turns out you could have been allowed to go outside in daylight this entire time. You all go back to the big house (that was paid for in part with your father's investments) together and we never find out what happens to you.
I mean… what. The. Fuck.
Like, I'm not expecting Sir Arthur CD to have written an entire child psychology textbook to go with what was meant to be a fun little short story about racial tolerance, but holy shit.
I want a book about teenage Lucy Hebron at boarding school dealing with all the fucked up shit that went on in her childhood whilst also solving mysteries with the help of correspondence from her friend and mentor Sherlock Holmes. I want that shit yesterday.
#sherlock holmes#arthur conan doyle#honestly might write it myself#lucy hebron#racism#like to be clear we can recognise that mrs hebron was likely dealing with her own trauma associated with#being in an interracial relationship in the american south#in the 1800s#and that her fears that lucy might be rejected by white british society were honestly justified#and still acknowledge that her way of dealing with this was SUPREMELY fucked up#especially since she gave her husband all the money she inherited from lucy's father#like that's LUCY'S inheritance!#your husband left you both with a small fortune in investments#and you deliberately arranged matters so that when you died your daughter wouldn't have access to it#for NO REASON your husband didn't even want you to do that!!!#like you are fucking lucky that you apparently have amazing taste in men#because your original plan seems to have been that lucy would grow up completely isolated and uneducated#until you died and left her destitute as well (X @cheeseanonioncrisps)
hi this drives me crazy
canon is what happens in the text. e.g. merlin tries to poison morgana
a headcanon is a fact that you have personally made up as an elaboration of canon. it is your invention. e.g. i think morgana and gwen had a teenage lesbian situationship before the events of canon. or, i think modern morgana would love evanesence.
an interpretation is how one reads the existing text. it is not an invented fact nor is it a headcanon, it is a reading. e.g. i think merlin tries to poison morgana out of misplaced self-hatred. or, i think that one line was delivered with suppressed malice and shows a nuanced relationship.
fanon is the general fandom’s accepted headcanons and interpretations that elaborate or recontextualize canon. e.g. merlin is a badass waif and morgana is a bitch.
these are all different words with different meanings.
and a cannon is a large mounted gun, usually on wheels, that uses explosives to fire projectiles.
In today's "Not A Bad Bit Of Snark" dep't at Bluesky...
(For those curious about why he's so pissed off: the Daily Kos story spells it out.) ...Tl;dr:
The film’s success at the box office comes after weeks of a bigoted right-wing campaign led by multibillionaire GOP donor Elon Musk, who railed against the film for casting people of color and LGBTQ+ actors, including Lupita Nyong’o and Zendaya—who are both Black—and Elliot Page—who is transgender.
Random thing for people to consider is that since Laika is the saint of one way trips should Felicette be known as the saint of safe landings since she did make it back to the ground safely
tu LANCES félicette ? tu lances son corps comme la fusée ? oh ! oh ! prison pour les scientifiques ! prison pour les scientifiques pendant Un Mille Ans !
You can understand the French perfectly fine with only context but the English translation I got still had me floored
for the record im not technially 100% anti-AI, in the sense that its a broad category of tech being lumped under one umbrella term so it feels over-zealous to say i hate all of it all the time forever. but i also think trying to discuss what it actually IS good for is difficult right now when i cant take one step without something trying to convince me to use chatgpt to summarize my life and speed up my hobbies and turn my friends into chatbots and optimize my life into oblivion. i am certain there is nuance to the topic but can we stop cramming the square peg into the round hole before you start trying to sell me on the legitimate benefits of the square peg. please.
here's my super-quick, easy-to-digest summary that i use when i can't spend more than like 15 seconds on it but need someone to know the basic distinctions:
generative AI - bad evil AI. chatbots, LLMs, image generators, etc. this the one that steals shit.
analytical AI - helpful medical AI. this the one that helps detect cancer early.
game "AI" - fake AI. 100% human created and dictated. this the one that determines game mob behavior n stuff.
losing the battle with my own self-control so will briefly comment and say that categorizing certain types of ai as straightforwardly good and other types as "bad evil," even for the sake of summary, doesn't really hold water. just to give two counterexamples to the distinctions drawn above, large language models ("evil") are being used by human rights groups to parse huge datasets about police abuse while analytical ai ("helpful") is also the kind of ai that animates facial recognition software and the increasingly ubiquitous searchable license plate databases that police are using to stalk people. the goodness or badness of a given ai tool has less to do with its type and more to do with things like scale and scope, transparency, ownership, and contextual application.
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Things that I knew about: that the mass incarceration of people in the USA , particularly black men, has direct ties to/is an extension of slavery. Things I did not know: this specific shit about Louisiana HOLY FUCK this is evil.
OH MY GOSH????
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The 13th Amendment provides a loophole that allows for the legality of unpaid prison labor, which is sometimes called "modern-day slavery."
Grew up next to Angola. It’s much worse than you think
I wonder how many people are imprisoned for weed
I’m from Mississippi and it’s like this in my home town. Enslaved prisoners clean roadways, pick cotton, everything they’ve done since before slavery was supposedly ended. What they teach in schools is nothing but propaganda.
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Dope!! I'll have to check it out, myself! Thank you!
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i loooove when people draw different animals differently fat. giraffes with big thick necks. otters and ferrets with lengthy torsos and stubby legs, built like a stack of pancakes. cows that are blocky or pear shaped, horses with more top heavy chests and bellies
Thought it needed some visual reference
Challenge to authors. Could you get more tolerant with the idea of your protagonist characters being disabled
Maybe I am a little tired of every injury being a small problem that’s easily overcome. Maybe I’m tired of every concussion being for the purpose of a small jump in time and to move the protagonist easily and leave them temporarily incapacitated. Maybe I’m exhausted of characters joking about bullet wounds like it’s as mild as a scrape on the knee, and not something that is incredibly deadly and can leave someone permanently disabled.
Why is it that the unbelievably dangerous scenario always ends with the characters scratched up, but relatively alright? Every time? Every single time? Why is it that the worst thing that might happen to a protagonist is scarring (but in a tragic and badass sexy way, and nothing that isn’t appealing), and maaaaybe some PTSD.
“It’s for storytelling purposes,” yeah okay and maybe I’m absolutely exhausted of it being for storytelling purposes, for the drama, for whatever. Think for me on why consequences are not allowed to exist in your story. Why is it that the protagonist always manages to heal from devastating wounds perfectly in record time? Why are they just okay after having all the bones in their fingers broken? Why do you pride yourself on your realism, but get cold feet when a character has a severe concussion for the thousandth time?
Maybe I would be more accepting if this wasn’t the case for almost every single story. But my patience is being worn down.
help me make life less painful to live?
hi :3 im a multiply disabled 20 y/o trans girl. im moderate autistic and chronically suicidal- due to conditions out of my control. i had to drop out of high school, and in my country that makes jobs way less available- im lucky enough to work fulltime but it pays very little.
im going to get my adult leavers cert, but that requires time taken off work i cant really afford to take :/
theres a huge variety of things that would make life less painful rn- disability supports, furniture more suited to my chronic pain, etc
i know its a lot to ask, but i really need help making things less Actively Hostile to me- hopefully this is the last time i have to ask for help! things are looking up once i can afford to take the adult diploma!
i need about 1500 USD to make things actually livable. this will go towards things like medical care and accommodations and helping with things while i get the adult matric.
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Please help my friend okay?
im probably doing a bad job of describing how urgent this is :'3 im in pain every day and suicidally stressed from being unable to support myself and the disability related chronic pain abab
I complain a certain amount about how awful transmisogyny is to deal with even for a white and financially stable girl like myself. I dont sugarcoat trans life and the tribulations of transition.
But this is also true: transition is still one of the best decisions I ever made, it has increased my happiness to an extent on par with my marriage, it makes me capable of enjoying my marriage in the first place. Estrogen is the most effective antidepressant I have ever tried by an enormous margin.
For anyone questioning who might be reading this: it is hard. Transition is still so, so worth it. It makes certain problems more obvious and blunt, but being who you are meant to be gives you the strength and comfort necessary to face them. Being a woman and being in community with other women, Especially especially other women who had to realize they could be, has given my life color and purpose and meaning in a way i never thought possible. I can’t speak for all experiences or circumstances, but I am not special, i am not perfectly feminine, i am not flawlessly passing, i am a woman and i am loved as a woman. You can be too.
Wherever you are, however long it takes, just know that your sisters are waiting for you. I love you very much 💜
This is transfeminism!
Girl someone shot into my house there’s shattered glass we had to clean up & the cops came and was like damn that’s crazy 🤪
Nice it’s $300 to fix the window and it’s too low of a cost for my insurance to cover lmfao 👍🏾
Here’s my tip jar if anyone wants to help—I have a big doll convention I’m tabling at with my team next month, and I’m using the last bit of my money to get out there and make money for my family lol
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