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[Video: a construction worker shoveling dirt as children on the other side of the fence yell “YAY!” every time dirt is moved.]
Often I am struck with the child like desire to just dig a hole. Kids love to dig holes.
Kids have a pure admiration for blue collar workers. Garbage truck drivers, construction workers, fire fighters, etc. They appreciate and respect these people more than grown ass adults do.
Cause kids see big trucks and machines and the awesome people that know how to use it. Their mentality is “Parents don’t let me play in dirt and this guys gets PAID to play in dirt”
And that’s a good thing. We need to hold on to that and foster it in kids. That all labor is valuable and that there is no shame in doing it.
This is taught OUT of kids. And thata the problem. Dont destroy or undermine the admiration for the diggers and garbage guys. Cuz they keep us goin! I’m always grateful to the guys in the garbage truck and the people working behind the orange barrels on the highway.
Aaa, an excuse to post one of my favorite pictures on the internet!!
[ID: tweet be user @gsodoh that reads: if ur feelin blue just think of the kid who cried when he got to take a picture with the garbage men bc they were his heroes
Attached to the tweet is a picture of two garbage men kneeling down while smiling next to a child, who is sobbing and holding onto a toy garbage truck END ID]
heafache.
you evil evil freaks will reblog anything
ok note to self i gotta leave the house regularly so that i dont feel like im slowly transforming into an evil fucking shadow clone of myself
So as it turns out your sense of self doesnt exist in a vacuum. You gotta actually use it and bounce it off of other people like echolocation to see where you are as a person and shit. So if you dont regularly interact with other people the echoes just get weaker and weaker and before you know it your personality is a blurry fucked up fog clone of its former self. which it sucks because this makes it really hard to interact with people again but yknow
all stories need a part where the protagonists need to sneak into a gala or ball or other fancy event by wearing pretty clothes. this is more important then gay shit like arcs or conclusions
Every time one of my mutuals reblogs something from me this exact imagine pops up in my mind and have to restrain myself from saying this stupid ass sentence out loud
thank you medical technology for giving me a dad that’s still alive and for prolonging his life and for prolonging MY life and for all the times I’ve never caught a disease I’m vaccinated for and all the times doctors had to cut me open to fix my insides and I was able to sleep through it thank you anesthesiologists thank you surgeons thank you physical therapists thank you nurses thank you nurse practitioners thank you surgery technicians thank you neurologists thank you cardiologists thank you gastroenterologists thank you ENT doctors thank you OB/GYNs thank you midwifes thank you scientists who discover and synthesize new medicines thank you engineers designing prosthetics and insulin pumps and metal implants thank you janitors for keeping our hospital rooms and hallways clean and safe thank you phlebotomists thank you laboratory workers thank you pharmacists for filling our meds THANK YOU MODERN MEDICINE FOR MY LIFE AND FOR MY FAMILY AND MY FUTURE
today i learned that the finnish word for ‘hazardous waste’ is ongelmajäte, which can also translate as ‘problematic garbage’ and my roommate and i immediately agreed this is a word that belongs on tumblr.
Your fave is ongelmajäte
in german it’s Sondermüll which means special trash and that too belongs on tumblr
One man’s ongelmajäte is another man’s sondermüll.
“This is the nightmare that I've had—literally had nightmares woken up in a cold sweat about. The government has kidnapped one of my friends
"38-year-old regional video gaming champion Ludovic Mbock, who came to the US legally from Cameroon, was snatched by ICE while applying for his yearly work permit—as he’s done for 20 years. He has since been detained for three weeks and moved to facilities in Louisiana and Georgia, and his freedom depends on a critical bond hearing this week. In this urgent episode of Working People, we speak with Diane Sohna, Ludovic’s sister, and Nikhil Delahaye, a close friend of Ludovic’s and a fellow gamer."
hey, this is a friend of a friend -- i made a post that didn't get much traction, if you'd like to help out with legal funds, here's the campaign.
Ludovic Mbock is a dear friend who has always brought kindness and positivity to those… David Hazlewood needs your support for Support Ludov
affirmations for when you have to send emails
the post I stole this from got reblog turned off but I wanted to rb it so here
Hey so as the economy continues to get worse in the next few years, gambling companies are going to go extra hardcore predatory as people become more desperate. Yes, even more than they already are. You have to promise me right now you're not going to fall for it. No gambling, okay?
This is going to be especially bad with prediction markets and sports gambling, and it's already really fucking bad. But it also goes for loot boxes, blind box collectables, trading card games, and ESPECIALLY gacha games.
“hi welcome to mcdonalds what can i get for you?”
“yeah can i get a deluxe quarter pounder with cheese?”
“absolutely, do you want the meal or just the sandwich?’
“uuuuuh hold on”
*fishes something out of my pocket*
“mikey what do i do?”
“get the fries. youll need the energy in the coming days”
*stuffs it back in my pocket*
“uhh yes please the meal would be great”
serious question: can anyone else see this post? am I hallucinating?
this is like Schrodinger’s fucking meme because half the time the pic is deleted and the other half it’s visible
Second half is even better
#okay now join the IWW and train to be a Salter 🤞🏽🤞🏽🥺🥺
Nah besties, don’t keep this one in the tags, how many people on this hellsite even know what a salter is?
So taking a spot from someone genuinely looking for a job just for fun is considered activism now?
The employers will argue that by salting, unions are being “deceitful”. Nothing could be further from the truth. Employers are always spying on their workers (even to the point of hiring specialists to pose as difficult “customers” in order to “test” a worker’s “loyalty” to the company, or encouraging favoritism by having one worker spy on another). Because the employing class has a well documented history of using deceitful tactics (including lies and intimidation) to undermine (legally protected) union organizing efforts by workers, salting is how workers can fight back against repressive and often illegal union busting tactics.
So taking a spot from someone genuinely looking for a job just for fun is considered activism now?
I think you have completely misread what OP is doing, because the whole point is that they are not taking the job. What, do you think the employer’s going to have the salter come in and decline the job and go “well, guess we’re not going to hire someone for that position after all”? No. If they’re interviewing for the position, it’s not a bogus position, it’s one they actually need to hire someone for. Someone is still going to get that job. It might take another round of interviews, but that job will be filled by someone who is genuinely looking for a job.
but when that person gets hired, they will have a better chance of successfully negotiating for a good salary.
That’s what the salting is about. It’s about making the boss or HR person or whoever think “gee, if we want a good candidate, we might have to bump up our salary expectations.” It doesn’t guarantee that they’ll do it, but it does raise the odds of it.
Actual roman epitaph for a dog
humans are the same
I’ve seen this one doing the rounds a few times (and it makes me cry every time I see it), but was curious about the original Latin text, so I did some digging: it’s a shortened version of CIL 10, 00659, a tombstone from Salernum (modern Salerno, Italy). (source; CIL is the Corpus Inscriptionum Latinarum).
Portaui lacrimis madidus te, nostra catella,
Quod feci lustris laetior ante tribus.
Ergo mihi, Patrice, iam non dabis oscula mille
Nec poteris collo grata cubare meo.
Tristis marmorea posui te sede merentem
Et iunxi semper manib(us) ipse meis
Morib(us) argutis hominem simulare paratam,
Perdidimus quales hei mihi delicias.
Tu, dulcis Patrice, nostras attingere mensas
Consueras, gremio poscere blanda cibos,
Lambere tu calicem lingua rapiente solebas,
Quem tibi saepe meae sustinuere manus,
Accipere et lassum cauda gaudente frequenter
And here’s my translation:
Wet with tears I have carried you, our little (female) dog, just as I did in happier times fifteen years earlier (lit. “three periods of five years). For myself, Patrice, now you will not give me a thousand kisses nor will you be able to lie lovingly around/against my neck. I have sorrowfully placed you, merit-worthy, in a marble tomb and I have joined you always to myself in death, as by your cleverness you matched a human. Alas, we lost such pleasures for myself! You, sweet Patrice, were accustomed to join us at our table, to beg charmingly for food (while sitting in our) laps. You were in the habit of greedily licking our cups with your tongue, which my hands often held for you. Frequently and joyfully (you) receive a weary one with your (wagging) tail...
tl;dr: this dog was named Patrice and was very, very loved. (another translation with some glossing of the text.)
It's the fact she's joined to them in death, it's the fact that she sat in her owner's arms and ate their food. That he held the cups down for her to drink from....
Hundreds of years and we still know she was loved. We still know how she liked to sleep. All these years!! Loving dogs is the same!!!!
gonna point out too that 15 years is an INSANELY long lifespan for a dog in ancient Rome. This dog was both well loved and well cared for to have lived so long. Obvs there's going to be some statistical overlap with ancient dogs with loving epitaphs having longer lifespans, but in a world without modern vetrinary science or medicine, no canine vaccines, and no nutritionally formulated dog food, this Roman's beloved pooch exceeded even the average pet dog lifespan today.