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Out of Touch Thursday
OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY
but im out of my head when you’re not around…
happy birthday.
this is the only out of touch thursday you can reblog this
how do you pronounce the honourific "Ms." in english
"miss"
"miz"
other
unsure/see results
really good "shocking number of people are confidently objectively demonstrably completely wrong" poll
i am losing my fucking mind
#we dont use honorifics in my first language so whenever i have to select options (usually for flights) im always so confused#like what is actually the difference between miss and ms#i like miss bc it sounds more historical and im a historian so
"Miss" means an unmarried woman. "Mrs." means a married woman. (both of these have origins in the word "mistress" as in "mistress of the house".)
"Ms." - prounounced MIZ, btw - is a third option popularized by gloria steinem in the 70s - mainly through her feminist magazine Ms. - which is meant to be a neutral term, usable for any and all women regardless of marital status (hence the soul destroying irony of the tags above). it gained wider general acceptance when geraldine ferraro, the first woman to be nominated as VP on a national major party ticket, started using it widely to avoid confusion, since she was married but used her maiden name professionally. eventually over the years it came into common use though i do think the brits are a little more critical of it than americans (as far as i'm aware lol)
"obscure facts only a tumblr user would know" and it's one of the most influential institutions of second wave american feminism. PLEASE open the schools
Hi. I'm an unmarried woman in her forties. I use Ms. and pronounce it "miz", though I don't correct people who accidentally use a soft S. I use Ms. because it's no one's business but my own whether I'm married, to a man or anyone else, and that's what Ms. means. It means fuck off, my marital status is irrelevant, just as it is for every man who uses Mr.
I've had people (usually children) ask me at work if I'm a missus or a miss. I have replied that I am a miz, full stop. And when they pressed for which one I was REALLY, I have replied, "Why? Are you going to treat me differently depending on whether there's a ring somewhere?"
That's what Ms. is for. That is its linguistic function. It says, "This is an adult woman," and nothing else. Nothing else is necessary, and in my case, nothing else is desired.
I also use miz for other women unless and until they express a preference for something else because I don't magically know everyone else's marital status when I meet them. That's a courtesy—I'm declining to assume marital status and allowing them to decide whether they wish to declare it.
Also, I've taught English and worked as an editor for twenty years. I am quite literally the grammar police. This use of Ms. is a standard construction. If you didn't learn it in school, someone failed you.
“Obscure facts” Boo boo I was taught it in elementary school. One with a state standardized curriculum.
Ms. is marriage-neutral and it’s pronounced Miz. It is deliberately different from Miss.
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#richehsweep
I've decided I'm going to, as I work on completing it, post 'The Witch In The Walls' online on sites such as Royal Road and Scribblehub (both of which will be linked later). While I edit the to be posted chapters here's the prologue. Enjoy.
--------------------Prologue-------------------
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Death is inevitable. This is one of the first laws of the mortal world that all mortal beings must come to face. It was ordered not by us but by their biology. Even those touched by us here must face it.
From the moment one is born they are aware that one day, somehow, they will die. No amount of fighting can prevent this. No amount of magical intervention can truly abate it only delay it. Everyone's, everything's, web of fate must end. So, why did we intervene here? Why did we stop this conclusion? Not only was one life, a life that was ours, was spared but so was another that was meant to end that we had no stake in.
The second life had never belonged to us. It was not our kin nor our child yet, of all the threads we could have pulled, why did we pull this one? It didn't make sense. Surely it would have been smarter for us to pull a stronger thread. One that wasn't mere minutes from its end-fall. One that shouldn't have ever been here in the first place. One that was more near and familiar to our little kin. But there was no better choice for our life. For our kin. Even if it was not the most convenient of choices, our kin needed someone devoted. Someone that would need them in turn just as vitally.
The threads bound together so easily, so fluidly, as if they were meant to weave together. Both lives may as well have been ours to begin with. They were now. Both lives merged to one thread, tethered together to their mutual future whatever that may be. One could not be without the other and they would never be. Both webs, both fates, were now one. There was only one possibility and we ensured they were on it together until its completion. None could separate them, even us, now.
Now we must rest. Rest with ourselves and our judgments to pray that our kin was ready to be born into our world with another life alongside them. A life they did not know existed until this very moment.
clutching my cursed eye and gritting my teeth because of its unspeakable power and for some reason it makes people around me dim the lights
probably because they want to set the mood for my awesome power
My creative ambitions once again outstrip my creative ability.
Me in the oussy if im honest
Master, please forgive me. Just this once, I must unleash the forbidden technique... I cast 『Irretrievable White Cheddar Popcorn Kernal』!!
fumos love it when you bob them up and down by pressing on top of their head
this is healthy enrichment
if you get too good at posting, matt mullenweg gets an inferiority complex and deletes your account
little miss deletionbait has made a hilarious post
thank you 5 mutuals who like every stupid post i make i love you
Handler forgot to pack my combat stims and now im self medicating in the cockpit by drinking dr pepper but i spilled it everywhere doing a Mach 6 dodge. the enemy mech pilot heard me go "Uwah!" over comms when i spilled my soda :(
i highly recommend developing an intense interest in some natural phenomenon or creature such as bugs or stars or mushrooms. you will be delighted every time you go outside
more girls should have horns
All right, hold on – is there anyone in this room who wasn't grown in a tube by a shadowy quasi-governmental conspiracy as a living weapon? Anyone at all?
Mine was a sphere
you guys got your own containers? I was grown in a high-capacity vat with the rest of my batch
Bougie mf over here with a high-capacity vat acting like they were soooo much worse off than those of us grown from the fucking SOIL