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car culture advertising...
After the third or fourth one I started to think someone was just doing this on purpose.
Some of these are so neat that I’ve a feeling they were done accidentally-on-purpose. :->
Todays happypill! :D
How to Ditch Amazon
Support your local libraries and the small businesses that are actually making the products you want. Fuck Jeff Bezos and the systemic, universal worker abuse, gaslighting, and brutality they live off of.
Aaamen!
Demon Kawari Kabuto Samurai helmet). Mid Edo Period, 18th century, Japan The simple iron bowl built up to form a naga eboshi with a modeled demons head on the front, the surface of the bowl with a textured finish lacquered gold. On either side a raised red-lacquered Bonji (Sanskrit - Siddham script) for Dai Nichi Nyorai (the central deity of Esoteric Buddhism). A Hineno jikoro gold-lacquered and laced in sugake odoshi, the fukigaeshi lacquered-red, together with a hambo matching the helmet
Ooh, that is cool! But what the heck is he looking though?!?
How most people with invisible illnesses are treated by health care “professionals”
The Golden Girls didn’t fuck around
pls watch
honestly i really appreciated this scene when I first saw it bc it took me like two years to get a diagnosis for what’s wrong with me
Dorothy: Dr. Budd?
Dr. Budd: Yes?
Dorothy: You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick. Do you remember? You told me I was just getting old.
Dr. Budd: I’m sorry, I really don’t–
Dorothy: Remember. Maybe you’re getting old. That’s a little joke. Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick. I have chronic fatigue syndrome. That is a real illness. You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr. Budd: Huh. Well, I’m sorry about that.
Dorothy: Well, I’m glad! At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd: I’m sure. Well, nice seeing you.
Dorothy: Not so fast. There are some things I have to say. There are a lot of things that I have to say. Words can’t express what I have to say. [tearing up] What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.
Dr. Budd: Good!
Dorothy: But I will!
Dr. Budd’s date: Louis, who is this person?
Dr. Budd: Look, Miss–
Dorothy: Sit. I sat for you long enough. Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me. You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up. You dismissed me! You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time. Is that your caring profession? Is that healing? No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one. I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.
Dr. Budd: Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–
Dr. Budd’s date: Shut up, Louis.
Dorothy: I don’t know where you doctors lose your humanity, but you lose it. You know, if all of you, at the beginning of your careers, could get very sick and very scared for a while, you’d probably learn more from that than anything else. You’d better start listening to your patients. They need to be heard. They need caring. They need compassion. They need attending to. You know, someday, Dr. Budd, you’re gonna be on the other side of the table, and as angry as I am, and as angry as I always will be, I still wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
Reblogging for any of my mutuals who’ve ever dealt with Dr. Budd.
You guys have to understand: when this episode aired, CFS was the 20th century hysteria diagnosis. The primary study on it that all doctors consulted on it was made in the 70’s by a male doctor who never spoke to a single person, woman or man (because it’s not exclusive to women), who had it. He hadn’t spoken even to other male doctors who DID give an accurate diagnosis. All he did was read consultation records, look at the reported symptoms and said “well, obviously this is neurotic attention seeking” and for decades, literal decades, until about the late 90’s early 00’s when there were enough other studies for doctors to point to– *that one study* was what doctors had. Just the one.
And this is why this show was revolutionary. It was the first to ever address the insane medical prejudice against CFS/Fibro/Auto-Immune sufferers. We stan.
Do this, stand up for yourselves!
And doctors, stand up for your patients, demand the time needed from your organisations! Remember what you have sworn to do. It is a sacred duty for which you are very well compensated.
There are a lot of good doctors, most probably. But since we, the patients, come to you with personal problems when we are weak, it only takes one asshole to ruin the confidence and safety we should feel in contact with healthcare.
I really wish inner education, ethics and moral studies was a requisite in order to graduate from any education where the student will have power over others in their daily work!
Listen up!
You see a post like this? Where OP might hurt/kill themselves? You hit that button that I circled
Hit that.
Click Suicide or Self-harm Concern
Yes.
Fill in the rest of it, and hit submit. The "content you reported" will fill itself in
Tumblr will follow up and help them.
Warning: this is only for mobile. If anyone knows how to do this for desktop, please add it!
This could SAVE SOMEONE'S LIFE.
YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE NOT TO REBLOG THIS.
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF IT DOESN'T GO WITH YOUR BLOG'S THEME.
And yes, REBLOG. Liking does no shit at all. This isn't ig.
You reblog, people see it. You don't, people don't see it. This shit's that simple.
This could save someone's life. It's not a joke.
This isn’t some ‘oh yeah sure it could’.
This could legitimately do so.
Don’t you dare fucking scroll past.
This is good stuff to know!
Maximalism! Cover your walls with art, clutter your shelves with trinkets and ceramics, fill your corners with potted plants!
Bootcamp continues along the mighty Osloan River, communing with nature spirits and gods, sitting at norwegian benches! Tomorrow, the great challenge, stay tuned!
Korketrekken kommando has arrived in Oslo for secret mission...
It’s been a while, but Ralph ftw!!
Dekadensen vaknar
Sketchfika ftw! First time in a while for me, I met a heap of nice, skilled and inspiring people at Ritfika in Gothenburg. They gather every friday at Condeco by Domkyrkan between six and eight o’clock. Find them on Fb and come along!
Ursula K. Le Guin.
Just a doodle since it’s been a while.
Deer with bird friends
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Merry Christmas one and all! I’ll contribute with this years booze balls pre chocolate cover. Left to right: Sweden, Australia, Battlecat, Mystery planet Solaris, Luigi, Mario, Bubblegum, Poke ball, Christmas aaand Sunset! #Marzipan, #chocolate & #booze orgy with @antimmony
Våldshämnaren förmanar! #nassesnekrozin #necronasse (på/i Condesign)