I feel entirely dehumanized by the sun now and wish for fog, snow, rain and humanity.
Virginia Woolf in a letter to Edward Sackville-West written c. September 1926, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf

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I feel entirely dehumanized by the sun now and wish for fog, snow, rain and humanity.
Virginia Woolf in a letter to Edward Sackville-West written c. September 1926, featured in The Selected Letters of Virginia Woolf
Getting down on my knees and thanking the humans who invented dishwashers and washing machines.
InsNe that dishwashers are more efficient and easier than just washing them manually but they also use less water. Itâs a win win situation
They ALSO sterilize dishes, due to operating at a far higher temperature than human hands could ever tolerate. It's a win every way.
Made this post about 15 minutes after the repair guy who fixed the pump on my dishwasher packed up his tools and left, as the dishwasher was whirring along doing my dishes from that morning.
He said the exact same thing, which I did not know before that, so spreading this knowledge.
This is about the sexiness of The Golden Girls but I really feel the need to remind the world of how fucking progressive this show was.
In the episode 72 hours, we find out Rose may have contracted AIDs during an emergency gallbladder surgery.
Rose: Why me, Blanche? I'm tired of pretending I feel okay so you won't say, 'Take it easy', and I'm tired of you saying 'Take it easy' because you're afraid I'm going to fall apart. Dammit, why is this happening to me? I mean, this isn't supposed to happen to people like me. You must've gone to bed with hundreds of men. All I had was one innocent operation. Blanche: Hey, wait a minute! Are you saying this should be me and not you? Rose: No! No, I'm just saying that I am a good person. Hell, I'm a goody-two-shoes! Blanche: AIDS is not a bad person's disease, Rose, it is not God punishin' people for their sins!
In Isn't it romantic? we find out Dorothy's childhood best friend is a lesbian who recently lost her partner. She confesses she has feelings for Rose. Rose turns her down but makes it clear that she still wants to be friends even though she doesn't return those feelings.
Sophia: Jean is a nice person. She happens to like girls instead of guys. Some people like cats instead of dogs.
Jean: Rose, about last night. I should never have said anything. Rose: You only said what you were feeling. Jean: It's just that this last year has been so difficult for me. Pat was the person I planned to spend the rest of my life with. And when she died, I just felt so terribly alone. Empty. I thought I could never care for anyone again. Until I met you. I just got very confused. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable. Rose: Well, I have to admit that I don't understand these kinds of feelings. But if I did understand, if I were, you know, like you, I'd be very flattered and proud that you thought of me that way.
Ebbtide's Revenge gives us Phil's funeral, and Sophia addressing him wearing women's clothes.
Rose: So what if he was different? It's okay that you loved him. Sophia: I did love him. He was my son, my little boy. But every time I saw him I wondered what I did, what I said, when was the day I did whatever I did to make him the way he was. Angela Petrillo: What he was Sophia, was a good man.
Sister of the Bride, where Blanche's brother Clayton brings his boyfriend to town, because they're planning on getting married.
Blanche: Oh, look, I can accept the fact that he's gay, but why does he have to slip a ring on this guy's finger so the whole world will know? Sophia: Why did you marry George? Blanche: We loved each other. We wanted to make a lifetime commitment. Wanted everybody to know. Sophia: That's what Doug and Clayton want, too. Everyone wants someone to grow old with. And shouldn't everyone have that chance?
There are so many episodes I could sit here and quote but this show is still so important. It isn't perfect, there are jokes that definitely don't land that I will not sit here and defend, but in the context of when it was created? This show is a fucking masterpiece and deserves respect for that.
And this was during the Reagan/Bush years.
I think that this show hit as hard as it did because it was during Reagan/Bush
Season 3, "Dorothy's New Friend."
Her cool, cultured, interesting friend starts to show who she really is when she wants to take Dorothy out to a nice place... but no Jews allowed. This was not uncommon IRL. Perfectly acceptable, even.
I never in my life want to hear about Boomers not being "progressive" ever again.
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and itâs not to watch the shoppers. See, we canât actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didnât exist in my household. Itâs normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
âWhat the hell, Iâll take another,â says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. Heâs not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. Heâs not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadnât spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldnât have spent any. I go home. I donât own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.Â
Iâm not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlandoâs walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (âcast membersâ) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even âfaceâ characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
Next up someone is going to claim that the Narnia series isn't kids books.
Kids books is probably not the best way to word it, you can enjoy them at every age, including your childhood, as you get older you may find new truths in them, but they're still good for any age.
âYou write the beginning and then you go back and rewrite the beginning, and you never got off page one. Itâs kind of a syndrome, and I have a rash piece of advice which is â Go on, page two, page three, and never look back. Get something finished, no matter how lousy it is. [âŠ] Perfectionists cannot get going unless they kind of do violence to their own instincts, and just blast ahead.â
â Ursula K. Le Guin, The Last Interview and Other Conversations
some hyper famous artists like Van Gogh transcend overratedness and become underrated because they're so normalized. Like I'll look at a van Gogh and I'm like wait this really is amazing you guys don't get it
Shakespeare is like this
Every time I see a Van Gogh thatâs not one of his better known pieces it absolutely blows me away
Have you seen this shit my liege? smh unreal
THE ORANGES
favorite thing in the whole wide world when a story is about how a typically ânegativeâ trait is the one essential to saving the day. a character whose anger pushes them further than any of their kinder aspects. someone so stubborn that they cross a finish line no one else could reach. greed that becomes justification to protect people. ruthlessness that gets the job done right. the coward who becomes a hero because they were the only one with the sense not to face something deadly head on. selfishness that keeps you alive.
I love when our âworstâ impulses are shown to be as important to who we are and how we handle things as the best parts of us. sometimes you donât conquer what everyone says is wrong with you; sometimes you learn how to make use of what comes naturally instead of fighting against it.
âAll witches are selfish, the Queen had said. But Tiffanyâs Third Thoughts said: Then turn selfishness into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother! My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine!â
The Wee Free Men - Terry Pratchett
the thing about media literacy is that understanding why the author chose to specify that the curtains are blue is the same skill set as understanding that the way the author characterizes all black characters as angry or all chinese characters as meek and silent is racist. it is the same skill set as being able to identify when a news source is biased or when someone is feeding you propaganda. the ability to ask "why did this person choose to present this premise in this specific way?" is a critical skill in a world full of misinformation. why are the curtains blue? maybe it's a characterization detail. maybe it's extraneous worldbuilding. why is this character written as being right all the time? maybe you're intended to disagree with them. maybe it doesn't matter. maybe you should still ask why.
ohhh my god I just fact-checked, Nolan actually DID cut the "Nobody" scene from his Odyssey movie. Mfer that is like cutting the Father reveal from Star Wars. Let me speak in a language you understand this is like not dressing Batman up in his suit. "It was not possible to work it in" the TikTok musical with a budget of $4 and a scratched Hamilton CD managed to work it in in SONG form, step up your FUCKING GAME
As someone who has written academic papers about the role of disguise and deceit in the Odyssey â Nobody is so damn important.
Prior to this point, when Odysseus tries to exercise Xenia (ancient Greek guest rites/hospitality code), he did what he was supposed to do. (Well, we think so anyway â notably, the most famous books of the Odyssey are told by Odysseus, who isnât exactly a reliable narrator.)
But when Polyphemus kills and eats some of the men, the game changes. The Cyclops makes it clear he has no intention of abiding by Zeusâs laws, and will cannibalize the lot of the men. So, Odysseus responds in kind â he breaks Xenia and lies. He introduces himself under a false name as part of a trick. Polyphemus then breaks Xenia again â he tells Nobody heâll be eaten last, and that is the Cyclopsâ guest gift to him.
Odysseusâ transgression is clearly the lesser one. The Nobody trick works. It gets Odysseus and most of his crew out of the cave alive.
But, crucially, before leaving Odysseus sheds his disguise. He admits his true identity, in detail, so he can boast of his achievements and add vanquishing a Cyclops to the list. And it bites him in the ass spectacularly.
The only reason why Polyphemus can curse Odysseus, can bid his father Poseidon to curse the man who blinded him, is because he now knows who did it. If Odysseus had kept his mouth shut, he might have safely made it home from there. But while a big part of why the Nobody disguise vs. real name reveal is showing Odysseusâs hubris, itâs not just about that. Itâs also about the start of a pattern that hurts him more than it helps him.
From this point in the Odyssey on, Odysseus lies about his identity constantly. And sometimes it protects him, but more often itâs a detriment or at least unnecessary. Heâs lying about his identity primarily to people who are on his side â a kindly loyal swineherd, his son, his faithful wife, his ailing father.
The last one is especially damning, because happens when Odysseus has already killed the suitors and returned home and reunited with the rest of his family sans disguises. He knows from everyone else that Laertes never betrayed him or his legacy, but was mourning his son and heartbroken for almost a decade. Odysseus has publicly declared his return to everyone else â his father doesnât know because heâs living in squalor remotely. But Odysseus doesnât tell his father who he is. He makes up a fake identity and tells a story implying Laertesâ son is dead. And when Laertes bursts out crying, then Odysseus drops the charade and finally admits who he really was.
There was no utility to that lie. No loyalty to test. No hidden threats to worry about. But Odysseus still instinctively lies to his beloved father about who he is, only dropping the charade when he sees the damage itâs doing to his relationships.
Because at this point, lying is pathological for Odysseus. He canât seem to stop doing it. Because with Polyphemus, a lie protected him and the truth hurt him. That is the point of the â Nobodyâ disguise.
And they fucking cut it???
every modern kdrama romance writer needs to watch the last episode of the east palace and learn from princess saengang and gucheon's dynamic.
SHE makes sure that he is safe and runs off to the spirit hell world to protect his life and end hers to fix this curse.
HE wakes up and immediately slits his throat to reach her.
SHE dies there to make sure that HE won't have to.
HE ends up there and gives her his LIFE to make sure she lives.
SHE immediately wakes up in the real world and RUNS to him and begs that he comes back because how can she lose him?
she then spends DAYS with his DEAD BODY and refuses to believe he's gone, before running to the river to wade into it and beg, screaming, crying for his SPIRIT even to return to her, no matter what form it takes. it's unfathomable for her to live without him.
he then wakes up and she engulfs him in a hug and then instead of staying at court or living as a princess, leaves with him for more adventures.
this is the dynamic i want from my romances. i don't want half-assed one sided nonsense. i want a princess who has never once received respect, meeting this strange ghost seeing orphan man, who calls her "princess" with more warmth than anything else, and whom she fights her own father, the king, hell, and the universe to bring back to her.
and mind you, this was not a fully or even slightly romantic drama, by any means at all. and they served SO much!
as much as everyone loves "the power of love won't save us, we need the power of incredible violence" i'm sorry to rain on your parade but we've actually tried that about ten million times as a species, and you'll be shocked to hear the power of incredible violence, without the power of love behind it, is just brutality. the power of incredible violence has been ruling (various parts of, and then the entire) world for the past 5,000 years. ours is not that damn special.
like yes use that gun you found but WHY are you using it? on who are you using it? what would make you stop using it? is your goal to live in a world where every problem is solved by violence, or is your goal to do the violence necessary to live in a world where that necessity is unthinkable?
just in from tiktok: pictures of babies in diapers on the side of a diaper box is pedophilia
I don't know if stupid pearl clutchers know this, but the largest cohort of people who need diapers/nappies, has traditionally been babies, and it is a long established norm to put images of the target customer demographic on the packaging.
If people can't detach their sexualisation of continence aids from the children (and adults) that need them, that's their problem and actually they are the one who needs to stop projecting their sexualisation of children on diaper packaging as something the rest of us need to care about.
Ahhh, takes me back to when I was on the lj crochet community 2+ decades ago and there was a meltdown because someone posted a photo of their four year old wearing a beanie with cat ears and said "You can't see it, but he is naked because 'cats don't wear clothes'" and a whole section of the comm melted down and accused her of wanting pedos to find the photos.
I cannot stress enough: all you could see was this child's head and shoulders.
As the wank continued, someone else posted a photo of a baby in a diaper holding a crocheted pillow, and guess what happened.
Everything old is new again.
I think a lot of foreign relations discussions would be made vastly more productive if we all just switched to calling it âsubsidized military vendor lock-inâ instead of calling it âmilitary aidâ
Like. Yes, itâs also an exchange of value, sure, absolutely. Itâs even an extremely worthwhile exchange of value if youâre a country like Ukraine. But so is lots of vendor lock-in?? Using Amazon cloud services is a good business decision because they are a good deal, and a bad business decision because they make it difficult for you to ever switch away from AWS. Both sides of that are true and real!
âHow does sending this country free weapons do anything other than give them free weapons?â is a wild thing to have to keep explaining to people over and over again in a world where most people already understand that Google search is free because Google is trying to be an unassailable tech monopoly. The nuance here isnât difficult to understand, and for most people it isnât even a new concept, but for some reason as soon as you call it âmilitary aidâ everyone forgets that theyâve ever heard of such a thing and you have to start fresh and explain how it all works as though itâs Babyâs First Antitrust. There are real and substantive discussions to be had on the other side of âwhat even is the actual value proposition hereâ, and Iâm getting kind of sick of always needing to start from zero for basically no reason
âBut this was what happened when you didnât want to visit and confront the past: the past starts visiting and confronting you.â
â Bret Easton Ellis, Lunar Park