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@knittingabstractly
some of yall really think politics is only about the presidency and it shows when you say shit like “i dont like biden so i wont vote” get a motherfucking vibe check and go vote blue so we dont have a conservative majorty supreme court for the next 30 years holy shit
Ruth Bader Ginsburg isn’t trashing lawyers from her hospital room about Congress’ intentions on the Birth Control mandate for y’all to think the presidency is all were fighting for right now.
This question and its answer from The New York Times work advice column is W I L D.
the only criticism of millennials l accept
Constructive Criticism
He’s not wrong, that’s for sure.
I think this is a good reminder for a lot of conversion students:
When in doubt, ask your rabbi first. Especially if it’s about doing X Jewish mitzvot but you’re not sure if it’s too far.
Yes, Rabbi Google and Jumblr can answer some more nuanced questions on theology or across-movement perspectives and/or basic things, but your rabbi is really good at guiding and helping with questions like “can I call myself Jewish?” “Can I observe this holiday?” “Can I wear a Magen David?”
If you’re not studying under a rabbi, then the answer to these questions is 99.9% “no.” There is an important reason why you study under a rabbi and within a community.
Also, if you’re not a conversion student (aka, you’re Jewish) but have some questions like “I’m a woman, can I wear a kippah?” Or “Can I wear tichel if I’m unmarried” - this would be great to ask your rabbi of the community you’re in because that, I assume, is the largest and most active specter of Jewishness you’re involved in daily. It’s okay to ask questions with you rabbis/other mentors in your community.
for chinese new year they get all these famous actors and comedians together and they do a lil show and one of the comedians was like “i was in a hotel in america once and there was a mouse in my room so i called reception except i forgot the english word for mouse so instead i said ‘you know tom and jerry? jerry is here’
jerry is here
my chinese teacher once shared this story in class about someone who went to the grocery to buy chicken, but they forgot the english word for it, so they grabbed an egg, went to the nearest sales lady and said “where’s the mother”
When I was a teenager, we went to Italy for the summer holidays. We are German, neither of us speaks more than a few words of Italian. That didn’t keep my family from always referring to me when they wanted something translated because “You’re so good with languages and you took Latin”. (I told them a hundred times I couldn’t order ice cream in Latin, they ignored that.) Anyway, my dad really loved a certain cheese there, made from sheep’s milk. He knew the Italian word for ‘cheese’ – formaggio – and he knew how to say ‘please’. And he had already spotted a little shop that sold the cheese. He asked me what ‘sheep’ was in Italian, and of course, I had no idea. So he just shrugged and said “I’ll manage” and went into the shop. 5 mins later, he comes out with a little bag, obviously very pleased with himself. How did he manage it? He had gone in and said “'Baaaah’ formaggio, prego.”
I was done for the day.
This makes me feel better about every conversation I had in both Rome and Ghent.
I once lost my husband in the ruins of a French castle on a mountain, and trotted around looking for him in increasing desperation. “Have you seen my husband?” I asked some French people, having forgotten all descriptive words. “He is small, and English. His hair is the color of bread.”
I did not find my husband in this way.
In rural France it is apparently Known that one brings one’s own shopping bags to the grocery store. I was a visitor and had not been briefed and had no shopping bag. I saw that other people were able to conduct negotiations to purchase shopping bags, but I could not remember the word for “bag.”
“Can I have a box that is not a box,” I said.
The checkout lady looked extremely tired and said, “Un sac?” (A sack?)
Of course. A fucking sack. And so I did get a sack.
I once was at a German-American Church youth camp for two weeks and predictably, we spoke a whole lot of English.
When I phoned my mom during week two I tried to tell her that it was a bit cold in the sleeping bag at night. I stumbled around the word in German because for the love of god, I could remember the Germwn word for sleeping bag.
“Yeah so, it’s like a bag you sleep in at night?”
“And my mother must probably have thought I lost my mind. She just sighed and was like ‘So, a Schlafsack, yes?”
Which is LITERALLY Sleeping sac … The German word is a basically a one on one translation of the English word and I just… I failed it. At my mother tongue. BIG
My former boss is Italian and she ended up working in a lab where the common language was English. She once saw an insect running through the lab and she went to tell her colleagues. She remembered it was the name of a famous English band so she barged in the office yelling there was a rolling stone in the lab…
I’m Spanish and have been living in the UK for a while now. I recently changed jobs and moved to a new office which is lost somewhere in the Midlands’ countryside. It’s a pretty quaint location, surrounded by forest on pretty much all sides, and with nice grounds… full of pheasants. I was pretty shocked when I drove in and saw a fucking pheasant strolling across the road. Calm as you please.
That afternoon I met up with some friends and was talking about the new job, and the new office, and for the life of me I couldn’t remember the English word for pheasants. So I basically ended up bragging to my friends about “the very fancy chickens” we had outside the office.
Best thing is, everyone understood what I meant.
I love those stories so much…
Picture a Jewish American girl whose grasp of the Hebrew language comes from 10+ years of immersion in Biblical and liturgical Hebrew, not the modern language. Some words are identical, while others have significantly evolved.
She gets to Israel and is riding a bus for the very first time.
American: כמה ממון זה? (”How much money?” but in rather archaic language)
Bus Driver: שתי זוזים. (”Two zuzim” – a currency that’s been out of circulation for millenia)
that’s hilarious
I am officially screamlaughing at my desk from that last one OH MY
Does everyone know the prime minister who promised to fuck the country?
So in Biblical Hebrew the word for penis and weapon are the same. There is a verb meaning to arm, which modern Hebrew semanticly drifted into “fuck”: i.e. give someone your dick.
The minister was making a speech while a candidate, bemoning the state of the world. “The Soviet Union is fucking Egypt. Germany is fucking Syria. The Americans are fucking everyone. But who is fucking us? When I am prime minister, I will ensure we are fucked!”
What the hell Biblical Hebrew.
Just guessing: The path from something like “give someone a blade” to “give someone a blade, if you know what I mean ;)” is probably not that difficult or unlikely.
^Given that the Latin word for sheath (like, for a sword) is literally “vagina”, I can verify that this metaphor is a time-honored one.
Oh yeah and one time my Latin professor was at this conference in Greece and his flight was canceled, so he needed to extend his hotel stay by one more night.
Except he doesn’t speak a lick of modern Greek, and the receptionist couldn’t speak English. Or French. Or German. Or Italian. (He tried all of them.)
Finally, in a fit of inspiration, he went upstairs and got his copy of Medea in the original Greek (you know, the stuff separated from modern Greek by two and a half thousand years). He found the passage where Medea begs Jason to let her stay for one more day, went downstairs, and read it to the receptionist.
She laughed her head off, but she gave him the extra night.
[Image description: a card on a lanyard reading “VidCon” in large letters, and above that, reading “In observance of the Sabbath, this attendee is not required to use their wristband at RFID locations from Friday, July 12 at 5:00pm through Saturday, July 13 at 11:59pm.]
This is so incredibly important. Religious Jews who keep Shabbat (the Jewish Sabbath) can’t use electronics (among other things) from sundown on Friday until nightfall on Saturday. As someone who used to keep Shabbat, it was so hard to participate in so many things. Simple things like electronic hotel door locks — or, in this case, RFID wristbands, can mean an event isn’t accessible to those who keep Shabbat. So, even though I’m not at VidCon myself (I’ve never been and I’m on the opposite side of the country!) and I don’t keep Shabbat anymore, I’m incredibly grateful and moved that they did this. This isn’t just a kind staffer waiving a rule for an individual, this is a convention-wide policy and system that allows observant Jews full participation in the con. This is what inclusion looks like. This is what welcoming diversity looks like. This is what making sure your space welcomes Jewish people looks like. Thank you thank you thank you.
(Non-Jews can definitely reblog this!)
Can we please stop the White Feminist™ idea that naked = empowered?
Because I had to watch the Muslim girl in my history class lucture the class on Islam’s treatment of women and why she wears her hijab to feel closer to god, because some new girl in our class tried to coerce her into taking it off, and then proceeded to try to take it off her.
I made sure she was alright after class and she told me she’s used to it. I. Got. Pissed. Because this sweet girl is used to other people trying to rip her hijab off. I’m not Muslim, but from what I understand, that’s like being used to people trying to rip your shirt off of you.
Also, this idea doesn’t just threaten and offend Muslim women and girls. Because a lot of women and afab people don’t like being naked. It’s not empowering to them, it’s demeaning. For example, I don’t like being naked, because I just don’t feel comfortable with it. But still, my family still forces me to wear bikinis to the beach and thinks I’m self conscious just because I don’t want to wear the least amount of clothes possible.
So, in summary:
Destroy the White Feminist™ idea that Naked = Empowered
Destroy the White Feminist™ idea that Naked = Empowered
Destroy the White Feminist™ idea that Naked = Empowered
Destroy the White Feminist™ idea that Naked = Empowered
Destroy the White Feminist™ idea that Naked = Empowered
Destroy the White Feminist™ idea that Naked = Empowered
Female empowerment is the ability to chose to behave or dress as you wish. Hard stop. If you, personally, feel empowered by walking around in public topless, more power to you. However, if someone else is choosing to be covered from head to toe because that makes them feel empowered, then back the fuck off.
The power is in the choice, not in the result.
I know I’m the OP but I wanted to reblog for this excellent addition.
I’m sick of live theater being presented as if it’s Broadway-only: people complain that theater is expensive, inaccessible, and for the privileged because they look at Broadway like some kind of theater-Disneyland where all the theater is held.
When you suggest that people pay maybe 5-20$ to see theater at a local high school, college, community, or regional theater tho that’s “cringey” or worse, “‘not actually theater.”
Fucking hell. A lot of small-scale theater productions are not only incredibly high-quality but also incredibly diverse but they don’t “count” the way other media does despite making massive steps for accessibility for the disabled and for often having predominantly queer performers.
I bet you can see live local theater for about the same cost as a trip to the movies: not everywhere, obviously, but lots and lots of places.
And there are often discounts if you’re a student or educator.
My dad works for our local university’s theatre department in the scenery shop. They make a quality of sets that’s comparable to what you’d find on a broadway stage. I work in the costume shop and our costumes are tailored and fitted and designed with the same care as a professional theatre. Here’s a guy in a costume that I helped sew the buttons on and make the vest for standing on a set that so many people I know worked for weeks to make:
And this guy was good at acting like the uncoordinated fool that his character was. A student assistant sewed those curtains. She’s really talented. And here’s the main cast from when we did Streetcar Named Desire last year, some of the best stage actors I have ever seen:
And sometimes theatre is meant to be minimal! And minimal is still great! Here’s a still from when we did Hands Up, a play about police brutality and the Black Lives Matter Movement done in the round:
That was an incredibly minimalistic play and it was done with such powerful acting by student actors. But do you want something big? Like when we did Heathers?
THAT was huge. And tickets are ten bucks if you’re a student, fifteen if you’re not.
Or maybe you don’t want to go to the university theatre and you have 30 bucks to blow, 50 if you also want dinner. Then the local community also has a dinner theatre that does musicals constantly. Things like Mama Mia, Hairspray, Kinky Boots, The Little Mermaid. And sure, their stage is a little smaller, but it’s still good and the actors and scenery people and costumers put in just as much work.
Theatre communities are all over the world, in big cities, small cities, towns, and rural communities. In liberal and conservative areas. My area is mainly Republican but people around here still very much care about the arts and want to fund it. It’s so easy to find good theatre for under 100 bucks. You don’t need a star studded show and pyrotechnics to have a good time. A lot of people wonder how I’ve seen so many shows. It’s because I grew up in a local theatre community. There are good actors and designers and directors right in your hometown or at least very close to it. There’s a lot of people I know that have made their careers in community theatre because that’s what they love. Not everyone wants to make it to New York or London. Not everyone aims to be part of a national tour. There’s professionals and career theatre people working everywhere.
And if you’re willing to sit in the nosebleed seats? Enter a raffle when a broadway tour comes to town and you can get 20 dollar tickets. If you have 50 or 60 bucks you can get a seat in maybe not the best place but hey, you saw a famous broadway show for under 100 bucks.
There’s so many options. Theatre, really good theatre, exists outside of broadway. Theatre is diverse and it’s everywhere. And if you know someone in the cast or crew? Ask them if they have comp tickets. There’s a non-zero chance that they’ll get you one.
Try less than 10 grand
$21k and I considered getting on the freeway in the wrong direction because of it.
ok very funny guys. you got me. now seriously who left all these neurotypicals in charge of the mental health field
who left all these healthy doctors in charge of the hospital
is literally what this sounds like
God, can you imagine how awful that would be? People with amputations consulting on things like prosthesis?
People in wheelchairs designing living and working spaces for people with mobility issues?
Autistic people actually trying to help other autistic people?
OMG, just thing – wouldn’t ti be awful if people who are now in remission actually helped manage the pain and other symptoms that come with having and treating cancer?
I mean seriously, what on Earth do any of those people really have to add to the discussion? What could they possibly know that an able-bodied neurotypical wouldn’t already know? I mean, experience doesn’t teach all that much!
/end sarcasm.
Might have these out of order but just a good thread to share.
[link to the original thread on twitter for screenreaders]
on one hand this thread makes me want to cry a lot and on the other I’m like, well, my brain is a complex system and now I have a sort of entry point to figure out how it works, so that’s good
Edie & Thea: A Very Long Engagement dir. Susan Muska and Gréta Ólafsdottir (2009)
jk rowling mentioned in the past that she had planned for hermione to have a sister but she let the idea go once it got later in the series because it was too late to mention her. i think she should do that thing again and just let her ideas go because it’s really, really late now
This is, without exaggeration, probably the best dating advice I have ever seen.
the princess diaries was anne hathaway’s first movie and like can you imagine being in her place and just casually being told oh btw julie andrews is your co-star no pressure welcome to hollywood
I imagine it would feel something like this
that’s the plot of the movie
The two ADHD moods:
- I can’t do it
- I can’t stop doing it
The two types of ADHD time:
- now
- not now
the two ADHD memory modes:
-I literally cannot recall the words that just came out of my mouth
-I can recite the opening paragraph of every single magic treehouse book
