My Thoughts & Reflections

[lgbtaesth]

~ witchy sapphic dark academia aesthetic ~

for: anon

[notbecauseofvictories]

if you are going to do historical inaccuracy, then go big. Just take it to a whole ‘nother level.

I mean like Knight’s Tale “chanting Queen at the jousting tournament ‘foxy lady’” levels of anachronism. Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters with Hansel injecting himself with insulin and Gretel wielding a multiple-shot crossbow levels of anachronism. Go for Blazing Saddles, Blackadder, Jack of All Trades, Connecticut Yankee levels of anachronism

you either have to play by the rules or throw out the book.

[rachandroll]

Go full on Xena. All of history happened at the same time. Get your legs broken by Caesar and find out Lao Tzu didn’t write that book, his wife did, and she hitting on you…all 10 years before you go meet up with Helen at Troy. Fight with Beowulf and commission Sappho within a few months of each other. Abraham and Issac? Only like 2 years before Jesus. Invent CPR and the kite during the bronze age. Watch your gal pal teach Homer how to be a better bard. Have a fucking battle of the bands in Ancient Greece. TIME IS MEANINGLESS.

[notthepopeiv]

Go Full On Xena

[runcibility]

Look, I think that’s just good life advice: When in doubt, just Go Full On Xena.

[arievogues]

Kerby Jean-Raymon’s custom zoot suit for the 2019 Met Gala includes famous rapper’s heads as buttons and Black power fist cuff links by John Nelson Jewelry

[targsdaenerys]

dany: lives her whole life in exile, living on the streets starving with her sexually abusive brother who was driven into insanity with the thought of re-gaining their family’s fallen legacy

dany: sold as a sex slave

dany: loses her husband just as things are starting to become loving

dany: loses her child as well as any chance to have another child

dany: is constantly insulted and harassed for being a female ruler

dany: loses 1/3 of her dragons while saving jon 

dany: goes to protect winterfell with everything she has, leaving her kingdoms vulnerable to the max, only to be bombarded with xenophobes and sexism and the mad king’s daughter insults

dany: loses her claim to the iron throne and all she had ever built towards and been told to live for, all to the love of her life who does not even want it, but he has a dick so hes got it

dany: loses 99% of the Dothraki and Unsullied and the one man who had stuck with her through all her hardships who only cared about her safety and belief in her reign, all to protect the xenophobes against her previously murdered, zombified child and new slave master; something of which she had been banning for,,, the whole series

dany: sees that her claim to the iron throne is even more weakened by the way her opponent, someone whom she still loves and does not want the throne, is around his followers

dany: is constantly questioned with her state of mind 

dany: is constantly being questioned about her idea of rule, despite it being needed at this point

dany: needs to beg jon to not destroy the claim for something he doesnt even want…only for him to not listen to her anyway

dany: is constantly snarked by s/nsa for literally existing

dany: is forced to go onto a ship with her advisors that are for some reason, fearing her rule

dany: watches yet another, 2/3 dragon fall a brutal death into the sea right in front of her, plus most of her fleet coming to follow her to the red keep

dany: is not able to avenge either dragons’ deaths - both being by the names of her brothers, aka her only family shed known

dany: takes the remaining 40 men to attempt to save her innocent friend

dany: loses her innocent friend violently just for cersei to prove a point

dany: starts to lose sanity

everyone:

[etsyftw]

Pandora Celestial Moon & Stars wedding headband - No. 2269 by EricaElizabethDesign 

[hashtagloveloses]

Comrade Vine died for Workers Rights™

[seekingthespheres]

Postscript: Apparently, this is now happening on Instagram with meme accounts. They literally started a union called “IG Meme Union Local 69-420,″ and said that they’re “seizing the memes of production.”

[eveewing]

“I think of too many of my white graduate students at Harvard who somehow feel perfectly comfortable calling me by my first name, but feel reluctant to refer to my white male colleagues– even those junior to me– in the same way. And I think about how my black students almost always refer to me as ‘Professor Lawrence-Lightfoot’ even when I have known them a long time and urge them to be less formal. The title indicates their respect for me, but also their own feelings of self-respect, that part of them that gets mirrored in my eyes. And besides, if their mothers or grandmothers heard them call me by my first name, they would be embarrassed; they would think that they had not raised their children right. So I completely understand when one of them says to me (n response to my request that he call me Sara after we have worked together for years), ‘I’m sorry, that is not in my repertoire, Professor Lawrence-Lightfoot.’

  These private daily encounters with white and black students are punctuated by public moments– too numerous to recall– when the humiliation of being called by my first name seems to demand an explicit response; when I feel I must react to the assault not only for my own self-protection, but also in order to teach a lesson on respectful behavior. I regard these public encounters as ‘teachable moments.’ I make a choice to respond to them; a choice that I know will both help to shield me and render me more vulnerable.

A few years ago I was asked to speak at a conference at the University of Chicago, a meeting for social scientists and their graduate students about race, class, gender, and school achievement. The other speaker was Professor James Coleman, a distinguished sociologist, a white man several years my senior who was well known and highly regarded for his large-scale statistical studies on educational achievement. Both of us came to the conference well prepared and eager to convey our work to fellow scholars. The language of the occasion was full of the current rhetoric of our disciplines; focused, serious, sometimes esoteric and opaque. I say all this to indicate that there was nothing playful or casual about either of our presentations. Neither of us said anything that suggested informality or frivolity. 

When we had finished speaking, the moderator opened the floor for questions, and several hands shot up in the air. The first to speak was a middle-aged white man who identified himself as an advanced graduate student finishing his training at another prestigious university. He began, ‘I would like to address my question to both Professor Coleman and Sara…’ I could feel my heart racing, then my mind go blank. In fact, I could not even hear his question after he delivered the opening phrase. I saw there having a conversation with myself, feeling the same rage that my parents must have felt sixty years earlier in Jackson, Mississippi. How can this be? How can this guy call him ‘Professor’ and me ‘Sara’? And he has no clue about what he has done, how he has injured me. I’m not even sure that the others in the audience have heard what he just said; whether they’ve recognized the asymmetry, the assault. Somehow, I must have indicated to Jim Coleman (we were friends and colleagues) that I wanted to respond first. He must have seen the panic in my eyes and my shivering body. I heard my voice say very slowly, very clearly, ‘Because of the strange way you addressed both of us, “Professor Coleman and Sara,” I am not able to respond to your question. As a matter of fact,’ I say, leaning into the microphone, holding onto it for dear life, ‘I couldn’t even hear your question.’ The room was absolutely still. I was not sure that there were any people out there who had any idea how I was feeling, any idea that I was on fire. But my voice must have conveyed my pain, even if the cause was obscure to them. ‘Would you please repeat your question?’ I asked the man, who had by now slid halfway down his seat, and whose face revealed a mixture of pain and defiance. ‘And this time, would you ask it in a way that I will be able to hear it.’ …My ancestors were speaking, reminding me of my responsibility to teach this lesson of respect; reminding me that I deserved to be respected.” - Prof. Sara Lawrence-Lightfoot, Respect: An Exploration, Chapter 2

[catlogicdefiesall]

Well done, Professor Lawrence-Lightfoot!

[anxietyproblem]

[mishmonkey]

You know what makes me mad? I used to work at Pizza hut and everyday we would have to throw away perfectly good pizza or potato wedges or garlic bread in the bin because it was the wrong order or the customer had changed their mind. They made us bin the whole thing. We weren’t allowed to put it aside to eat from or take it home (we all earned minimum wage so it’s not like we culd afford pizza that expensive a lot). But what makes me even madder is that they could easily give that to the homeless or poor. Like, if a homeless person came into the store, we could have easily given him one of the 20 or so pizzas that we would be binning every single day anyway. Imagine all the pizza hut stores in the world. Imagine each and every one throwing away on average 20 pizzas a day. Imagine how many people that would feed. Fuck corporations man.

[scabphobic-deactivated20170206]

Capitalism is violence.

[mysmysmysmysmys]

Grocery stores almost always throw out food when it reaches the expiration date, and most of them destroy it so no one can take it from the dumpster and eat it. Literally, destroying food so no one gets to eat without paying for it. My local Stop & Shop does this.

[whes-blog-deactivated20180525]

c a p i t a l i s m    i s    v i o l e n c e

[brunhiddensmusings]

one of the top tricks homeless people learn is to stakeout the bins behind pizza hut and little ceasars- during the high traffic times for ‘wrong’ pizzas at hut, and during low traffic times for ceasars for the hot and readies that dont sell and are getting ‘old’ you probably were feeding people who needed it, but in a more degrading and less sanitary way

[theradicalace]

CAPITALISM IS VIOLENCE

[sapphicdumbass-deactivated20220]

fun fact my cousins go dumpster diving a lot, and once i went with them and the lengths stores will go to to avoid homeless people using their wasted products is actually insane

i dont remember where we went diving, but it was a clothing store and there were a TON of bags of shoes. pretty decent sneakers, not anything fancy or rich ofc but good sturdy ones. except that they slashed open the soles of every pair. every. single. pair. easily 50 shoes per bag and not a single one could be salvaged. it must have taken hours to destroy each one.

Theres no point in doing it, if a person is looking through the trash for things they need theyre obviously struggling enough that you’re not losing their business if you let them take what you dont sell, youre just being greedy and violent and incredibly wasteful for the hell of it.

eat the rich.

[transfemmepositivity-deactivate]

[bpd-dylan-hall-deactivated20190]

“our teeth and ambitions are bared” is a zeugma

and it’s a zeugma where one of the words is literal and one is metaphorical which is the BEST KIND

[tuesdayisfordancing]

I didn’t know about zeugmas until just now! That is so awesome, everybody: 

zeug·ma ˈzo͞oɡmə/

noun

a figure of speech in which a word applies to two others in different senses (e.g.,John and his license expired last week ) or to two others of which it semantically suits only one (e.g., with weeping eyes and hearts ).

ISN’T THAT AWESOME??

[professorsparklepants]

#in english class in high school my teacher had us write our own zeugmas in class#and one guy came up with ‘he fell from her favor… and the window’#i am forever looking for opportunities to use that one

[siesiegirl]

She dropped her dress and inhibitions at the door.

[crumbvulet]

What’s this? My favorite rhetorical device showing up on my dashboard?

[thranduilland]

IT HAS A NAMEEEE!! OH MY GOD!!!

[pluckyredhead]

My high school English teacher always explained it with: “He took his hat and his leave.”

[scoutbert]

if you are a man who had sex with a woman, and she became pregnant, and decided to abort, she does not “owe” you any say in the decision. all you did was bust a 10 second nut and suddenly you get a decisive say in whether or not she goes through 9 months of insanity and a painful expensive labour cause YOU want the kid? fuck off. your role in the creation of that fetus is minimal at best. if you really, genuinely wanted a child with her, you would have PLANNED for the conception of a child with that woman BEFORE y'all fucked. stop giving me that shit about “both of them created it together so they get equal say in the matter!” NO a man ejaculated and THAT’S IT, everything else regarding conception is on the woman’s body, she gets the final say in whether or not she’ll carry to term, NOT you. go adopt one of the 250,000 children in foster care waiting for someone to love them if you want a kid that fucking badly.

[scoutbert]

all pro lifers can fuck off my post please I still stand by this 100%

[jhameia]

remember that reddit post with the dude who insisted his gf carry the baby to term and she left the baby with him and fucked right off and was faithfully paying child support but he still bitched about how his life was ruined bc he expected her to stay with him bc of the child despite her repeatedly stated intentions otherwise

[ahdorablepsycho]

That’s exactly the intention when they say they want the baby. They don’t want the baby by itself, they want what they assume will come with the baby which is the mother, and trapping anyone into parenthood is terrible.

[hashtagloveloses]

breaking bad, fight club, rick and morty, clockwork orange, and the catcher in the rye are all arguably good things - but if a man says they are his FAVORITE book/movie/tv show? RUN.

[arthicat]

Can someone explain this to me?

[thescotchinthenorth-deactivated]

They’re all works that are examinations of compelling but deeply flawed (usually narcissistic and violent) men. People rightly like all these works because they are good, but the implication of the original post is that if a guy says they are his favorite work, he is probably misunderstanding the point of the work and instead idolizing the male protagonist and is unable to recognize their flaws.

[weedle-testaburger]

Basically, ask why they like it. If they like it because they think it’s well-written and made, you’re probably good. But if they want to be like Walter White, or Tyler Durden, or Rick Sanchez, or Alex DeLarge, or Holden Caulfield: yeah, RUN.

[callsigndreadfrost]

Finally I can reblog this post.

[lord-kitschener]

This also goes for Mad Men, run like hell from any guy who identifies with/idolizes Don Draper

[aphony-cree]

“It’s a satire. Many don’t get that… My daughter had a friend named Max. She told me ‘Fight Club’ is his favorite movie, I told her never to talk to Max again.” David Fincher, director of Fight Club 

[soyeahso]

Every few years I rewatched Reality Bites because my perception of it changes as I age but I don’t know if I can deal with the fact that Lainey was a single person with a roommate and a free car making the equivalent of 36k a year in a relatively inexpensive city and was still broke.

And I’m definitely long past the point where Troy is in any way endearing.

[bloseum]

moon is so beautiful, even the word is so pretty and has such a lovely compound words like: moonlight, moonflower, honeymoon, moondust

[graveyardrabbit]

my local library has a cafe (a nice sitting area in an alcove with a couple self-serve metal coffee pots and a vending machine), and basically what I’m saying is: Library Snacks™ are the only Liminal Space* Foods that I unreservedly trust

*or, at least Liminal Space-Adjacent

[aquarianwisp-deactivated2025092]

Talk to your house

Your house is a sentient being with it’s own spirit and soul. Some people identify this spirit as their household deities or friendly house spirits. But some people have altogether forgotten how important the spirit of their house is. Talk to your house. Houses that have been ignored tend to be dull, tired and susceptible to hauntings and negative energies.  So talk to your house, listen to its aches and pains, say hello. Tell it that you come in peace, tell it that you are there to listen to it speak. Be grateful to your house. And watch the energies of your home transform themselves into joy. 

[meanplastic]

Girls in the bathroom at the bar:

[4444555666777888999]

I’m the girl crying

[dapperalbinobudgie]

They don’t even know each other