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a story about tumblr’s collective ability to fact check
new website, same internet (part 2)
mj—
i’m scrolling through our digital online memories together and…did we have a good relationship? like ever? it seems like we could have. maybe in high school it was okay.
but my brain memories are so different from the ones imprinted in our conversations on each other’s walls. i remember a lot of hearing things you’d say about me behind my back. i remember writing how much you annoyed me in my journal. i remember watching you isolate yourself from other people because you thought you were too good for them. i remember being obnoxious and noncommittal the way i talked to you. i remember always ending up doing shit for you when i never got shit from you.
except for that one year. that one shining memory that really made myself believe that we finally had something.
before it all fell apart the second you didn’t get what you wanted.
i’m too old for this shit. you’re too old for this shit.
the difference is…you don’t understand why. because people three times our age act this exact same way. so how could you ever know? you said yourself ‘that’s just the way they are’.
i don’t fault you for that the way i don’t fault any of our fucked up generation members for it. for not having a normal meter. and not realizing ‘that’s just the way they are’ is just enabling toxic behavior.
i can’t even blame you for being so god damn blind to the way things are because it takes so much reflection in order to really step back and see it for what it is.
but you have to know….i feel nothing for you now. i don’t hold a grudge against you the way some other people might. i’m not even angry at you because then it’s just a massive waste of headspace.
i don’t know if i’ll forgive you. i definitely won’t forget what happened.
but i just don’t give a shit about you. and maybe it doesn’t seem like it because i’m writing this letter. but i’m writing it because i’m so sad.
i’m sad the way i’m sad about how fucked up everyone and everything is. i’m sad that i had to grow up listening to people talk about how much they love the people who are supposed to love them. i’m sad that i had to witness the way those people showed each other how they loved each other. i’m sad because i have never felt safe with any of you and i’m never going to. i’m sad because i can’t properly mourn someone’s death without thinking about how much i don’t want to see you all pretending to like each other at the funeral.
but i’m so grateful that it made so damn aware. and i’m so grateful that i was able to see it. and i’m so grateful that my kid is going to learn to see it too. no thanks to any of you.
so that’s it. never call me.
z.
Alternate title: Millennials are so humble about their lacking skills that they eschew pride in order to learn skills that their parents thought were unnecessary to teach.
alternate alternate title: Boomers Fail So Hard As Parents They’ve Left Their Adult Children ‘Helpless’
Alternate title: Millennials are so humble about their lacking skills that they eschew pride in order to learn skills that their parents thought were unnecessary to teach.
alternate alternate title: Boomers Fail So Hard As Parents They’ve Left Their Adult Children ‘Helpless’
Alternate title: Millennials are so humble about their lacking skills that they eschew pride in order to learn skills that their parents thought were unnecessary to teach.
alternate alternate title: Boomers Fail So Hard As Parents They’ve Left Their Adult Children ‘Helpless’
what the fuck is with men and how they write women taking showers honestly. like all of that back-arching mouth-half-open luxoriously-running-fingers-through-hair shit. straight dudes thinkin girls are like damn-near climax from just being naked, whats w/ that
from now on the only female shower scenes ill accept involve either; a). sitting in a ball on the shower floor or b). standing completely still while staring into the abyss absentmindedly and scratching your ass. anything else gets a 0 and a “see me after class”
Men who do this refuse to conceptualise female nudity as anything other than a sexualised performance designed to titillate them. They feel so entitled to our private lives that they create this horrible, voyeuristic fantasy whereby everything we do (even when completely alone) is about being sexy for them. This in turn informs fantasies whereby they seek to violate our private lives through surveilling us, whereby they see our desire for privacy as nothing but a conscious, coquettish refusal to titillate them. In writing us this way, they deny us our humanity by denying that we ever exist and think and feel externally to them.
Oglaf, “Rivulets” [source]
Perfect use of Oglaf’s wonderful strip :)
Hawk Moth:
ok let's see what's been posted since I last watched youtu-
BARBIE?? SAID BLM?? WHAT HELL YEAH WHAT
YALL
THEY TALKED ABOUT PEOPLE MAKING ASSUMPTIONS ABOUT BLACK PEOPLE THAT WOULD NOT BE MADE ABOUT WHITE PEOPLE
“WHITE PEOPLE GET AN ADVANTAGE THAT THEY DIDN’T EARN AND BLACK PEOPLE GET A DISADVANTAGE THAT THEY DON’T DESERVE“ - EXACT QUOTE FROM BARBIE
THERE WAS A (SHORT BUT IT’S THERE) STORY ABOUT POLICE
THERE WAS A STORY ABOUT A RACIST TEACHER WHO DIDN’T EVEN KNOW THEM
“I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO CONSTANTLY PROVE AND THEN RE-PROVE MYSELF“
THEY MAKE A POINT TO SAY THAT SILENT BYSTANDERS ARE PART OF THE PROBLEM AND CONTRIBUTE TO THE PROBLEM
it’s 1 am
i’m sick. tired. waiting for the laundry that I started on time but used longer wash cycles than normal so ending around the same as when i usually start late lmao. and trying to sell covers i don’t use and flipping out cause the market is so bad right now and i just want these out of my house. while simultaneously thinking about how i can afford a new wool cover if i can’t sell them because the one we use is literally falling apart (regret this purchase so much).
but also trying to figure out how to scramble myself into a properly presentable omelet so i can finish out this month and accomplish things.
ALL while trying to deal with my feelings about something that is about to drop that I’m still not emotionally prepared for.
So proud of my mother for doing her own research after I sent her that meme. A sign she hung in her car window.
Stay woke
Is this true?
Not only is it true, it gets worse. The Susan G Komen For The Cure Foundation has actually successfully sued “competing” charities, because (paraphrasing) their “message or branding was infringing.”
You read that correctly: they took money that people had donated to cure cancer, and hired attorneys with it, to sue ANOTHER group of people trying to find a cure for cancer, who, in turn, had to us their donated money to hire their own legal counsel to defend themselves.
Yeah signal boost because not enough people know about this and seriously FUCK SUSAN G. KOMEN THEY ARE THE ACTUAL WORST
Some links…
http://thinkbeforeyoupink.org/
http://www.somethingawful.com/feature-articles/for-the-cure/
http://thestir.cafemom.com/in_the_news/132728/susan_g_komen_foundation_has
(reblogged in honor of my mother, who died of breast cancer, 11/13/97)
Reblog every time I see it. Roughly once a month.
Also please never forget the pink fracking drill bit
that’s right fracking you know, a process using chemicals known to cause cancer that leech into the water supply
http://www.triplepundit.com/2014/10/baker-hughes-fights-breast-cancer-pink-fracking-drill-bits/
http://www.nbcnews.com/health/cancer/pink-drill-bits-bring-complaints-komen-tie-fracking-n223166
It’s that time of year again, please remember Komen is the actual worst
Komen For The Cure is pretty much awful.
My mother died in 1996 from breast cancer. Most cancer charities are scams, in that people throw fancy parties and get rich off them and very little money goes into research or support for patients. Here are some vetted cancer charities that get good scores on Charity Navigator and pay medical expenses or fund research:
Breast Cancer Research Foundation
Cancer Research Institute
Dana-Farber Cancer Institute
63 four star rated cancer charities on charity navigator
Signal boosting this
Reblogging from myself because it’s October now
LETS PLAY A GAME. It’s called: Who directed it TIM BURTON or HENRY SELICK
We’ll start with the 2009 Laika film Coraline based on the novel by Neil Gaiman. Do you know who directed it? Burton or Selick?
Did you guess yet?
If you guessed Henry Selick, you would be correct. Tim Burton actually had absolutely nothing to do with Coraline at all in anyway ever. Reminder: Tim Burton has NOTHING to do with Coraline. At all. But that was an easy one. Let’s go to the Walt Disney Pictures adaptation of Roald Dahl’s novel, James and the Giant Peach next.
Think you got it? Are you sure? Better double check…
Oh, look. It’s Henry Selick again! Tim Burton actually interacted with this project, though only as a producer. Bet that was tricky… Next one! Let’s go to the Disney/Touchstone Pictures film Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas.
Have you guessed it correctly? Have you really?
Yep that’s right. Even Tim Burton’s The Nightmare Before Christmas was directed by Henry Selick. Though Burton wrote the poem and created the characters in which Nightmare was based he didn’t have much interaction with the project beyond that. At the time he had already signed off to direct the film Batman Returns and did not want to be involved with the “painstakingly slow process of stop-motion animation.”
Looks like it was a trick quiz. But now you know Henry Selick, whom people rarely know of is responsible for many of the most well known stop-motion animated films. The more you know!
This isn’t even being qeued. This is just being reblogged, because some of you still don’t understand who directed Coraline.
You guys don’t understand, Henry Selick was so happy and so incredibly nice and grateful that there was a festival solely dedicated to the art of Stop Motion and that he was an invited guest. He was treated like a superstar in his craft, and he was absolutely surprised.
All stop motion animators were actually. So please please please, appreciate this guy and his hard work in his key role at keeping stopmotion animation alive and well today.
Notice how Shan Yu doesn’t even question it or make a comment about “BUT YOU’RE A GIRL” he just instantly goes into a “I’LL TEACH YOU TO KILL MY MEN AND STEAL MY VICTORY” rage and I think about this a lot sometimes
((Well that might have to do with the fact that he’s a Hun. Women among the Huns had higher status than their Chinese counterparts and even some of their own men. Women were free to hunt and fight along side of the men, could choose their own husbands and divorce him if she choose to. There were even records of clans being led by women leaders. So for Shan Yu Mulan is just another soldier))
thank you, history side of tumblr.
He also might not have been able to see very well, due to whatever horrible disease has taken hold in his eyeballs.
Pretty serious Wilson’s Disease judging by the copper buildup in in irises, and apparent melanocytosis localized to his sclera.
Thank you medical side of tumblr
I’VE BEEN LOOKING FOR THIS FOREVER
It’s always mandatory to reblog this whenever it appears
Shan Yu said these hands rated E for everyone.
I snorted
oof indeed,, The gaang plays Among Us!
Dear Marie,
Why do you keep showing up in my dreams?
Theory: Nobody who writes a physics textbook gives any fucks
Evidence:
Update: Legolas’ pupils are about 3.5 cm wide each. Now drawing kawaii Legolas on physics assignment.
And they told you science was no fun.
Science!
I’m going to do it. I’m going to hand it in.
Legolas’s pupil size isn’t the problem here, though. 5 leagues is 17.262 miles. The curvature of the Earth means that for a person of average height, the visual horizon is less than three miles away. Even if your vision is telescopic and the atmosphere is perfectly clear, you can’t see around the planet. If they were standing on a hill, it would have to be at LEAST 198 feet above sea level in order to see the horizon at 17.2 miles away, with nothing tall in between. Which, knowing Rohan, isn’t impossible.
But consider: Elven satellite eyeballs.
you mean like
@sidereanuncia it’s back, the post that I can only imagine haunts your nightmares
I shall never find peace.
Also, for what it’s worth, there’s absolutely no reason to believe that the curvature of Middle Earth is the same as that of Earth.
There’s no evidence that Middle Earth curves.
Yeah there is. The Silmarillion states that the world was curved after the fall of Numenor (I believe), preventing access to Valinor. But Elves (among others) can travel the straight path across it.
So middle earth is round, but not for Elves because magic.
So wait, the reason he can see that far is because Elves just have the ability to ignore the curve of the earth? That’s awesome. It also means that no matter how good your optics got, you would always want elf eyes manning the spyglass because they can see arbitrarily far while everybody else is limited by this ‘horizon’ bullshit.
Oh thank God, my poor elf prince has seen too much in this post
Elves are flat-earthers
This post went from amusing to horrifying, to be brought back down to amusing, sprinkled in with some cannon explanation, and then you leave me here in fucking outrage
This post really was a rollercoaster.
for elves it was a straight line
im going to have a stroke
Instead try… Person A: You know… the thing Person B: The “thing”? Person A: Yeah, the thing with the little-! *mutters under their breath* Como es que se llama esa mierda… THE FISHING ROD
As someone with multiple bilingual friends where English is not the first language, may I present to you a list of actual incidents I have witnessed:
Forgot a word in Spanish, while speaking Spanish to me, but remembered it in English. Became weirdly quiet as they seemed to lose their entire sense of identity.
Used a literal translation of a Russian idiomatic expression while speaking English. He actually does this quite regularly, because he somehow genuinely forgets which idioms belong to which language. It usually takes a minute of everyone staring at him in confused silence before he says “….Ah….. that must be a Russian one then….”
Had to count backwards for something. Could not count backwards in English. Counted backwards in French under her breath until she got to the number she needed, and then translated it into English.
Meant to inform her (French) parents that bread in America is baked with a lot of preservatives. Her brain was still halfway in English Mode so she used the word “préservatifes.” Ended up shocking her parents with the knowledge that apparently, bread in America is full of condoms.
Defined a slang term for me……. with another slang term. In the same language. Which I do not speak.
Was talking to both me and his mother in English when his mother had to revert to Russian to ask him a question about a word. He said “I don’t know” and turned to me and asked “Is there an English equivalent for Нумизматический?” and it took him a solid minute to realize there was no way I would be able to answer that. Meanwhile his mom quietly chuckled behind his back.
Said an expression in English but with Spanish grammar, which turned “How stressful!” into “What stressing!”
Bilingual characters are great but if you’re going to use a linguistic blunder, you have to really understand what they actually blunder over. And it’s usually 10x funnier than “Ooops it’s hard to switch back.”
I use Spanish and English daily, none is my native language. When I’m tired or did not have enough sleep I loose track of who to address in which language; I caught myself explaining something in Spanish to my English-speaking friends more than once. When I’m REALLY tired I’ll throw some Polish words in the mix.
There is nothing more painful than bad fake Spanglish by an American writer. Bilingual people don’t just randomly drop words in nonsensical places in their sentences ffs. “I’m muy tired! I think I’ll go to my cama and go to sleep!“ Nobody does that.
From my bilingual parents:
- Only being able to do math in their original language. “Ok so that would beeeeee … *muttering* ocho por cuatro menos tres…”
- Losing words and getting mad at you about it. “Gimme the - the - UGH, ESA COSA AHI’ CARAJO. The thing, the oven mitt. Christ.”
- Making asides to you in Spanish even though you’ve told them to not do this as lots of people here speak Spanish. “Oye, mira esa, que cara fea.” “MOM FFS WE’RE IN A MEXICAN NEIGHBORHOOD.”
- Swears in English don’t count.
- Swears in Spanish mean you’d better fucking run, kid.
- Introducing you to English-only Americans using your Spanish name so that they mispronounce your name for all eternity because that’s what your mom said your name was. “Hi Dee-yanna!” “sigh, Just call me Diana.” “Yeah but your mom said your name was Dee-yanna.”
- Your parents give you a name that only makes sense in Spanish. “Your name is Floor?” “No, my name is Flor.” “FLOOR?” “Sigh.”
- conjugating English words with Russian grammar and vice versa. Sometimes both at once, which is extra fun. самолет -> самолетас -> самолетасы
- when vice versa, dropping English articles entirely. The, a, an: all gone. e.g. “I go to store and buy thing, I fix car and go to place.” This also happens when i am very tired
- speaking English with heavy accent you don’t actually have - when my family and I are switching over fast, we say the English words in a very heavy Russian accent that mostly doesn’t show up otherwise
bonus:
- keysmashing in the wrong language when your keyboard is still switched over
- using ))))) instead of :))) or other culture-specific emoji/typing quirks
all of the above
I don’t actually speak Tagalog, but my mom’s Filipino. One of my favorite things is when she forgets how to preposition, so something is ‘in the table’.
SOMEHOW I NEVER REBLOGGED THIS?!?!?!?!? this is one of my absolute favorite posts on all of tumblr also, to add to the pile of fun things bilinguals do: cackling over bilingual puns that nobody else in the room will get and then being completely unable to explain why this is funny
Interesting. Reblogging this for future reference.
my favourite is that feeling when you have the perfect response to something but halfway through saying it you realised it’s in a language the other person doesn’t speak so you either just kind of… fade out, or try desperately to make it make sense in the other language
trying to explain something that only makes sense on your native language.
Ive take French for about seven years and had one friend who would laugh at my pronunciation. Then he took French and came to me and said “I understand now.”
I’ve been taking Spanish classes for three years now. I will not even try to pretend that I’m fluent. I still have a long ways to go. However, I accidentally adopted a habit my first Spanish teacher had which was to ask questions like “where is the [blank]?” Or “how do you say…?” So, occasionally, I’ll be in the middle of a conversation with a friend or family member who only speaks English, and I’ll just stop and go ¿cómo se dice? And get so many weird looks. It’s very fun.
What happens a lot for me is that I’ll be in spanish class and I dont know the word in spanish and for some reason can’t remember what it is in english so I’ll say it in arabic and confuse everyone.
Also a big bilingual mood is not knowing the english translation of food that only really exists in your native language. Like, what the fuck is طعمية in english????? I could say falafel, but this is something technically different
this reminds me of the eu sunt не femeie incident,,,,,,
i think the funniest thing about this post is that this is the ao3 font. someone screenshotted this from ao3.
One of my best friends speaks two languages I can speak, though neither is my native language. We usually write in English, out of custom, even though her native language is actually Spanish. When we’re in voice/video calls, however, I often have trouble understanding English sometimes, so she switches to Spanish mid-sentence and we continue the convo in Spanish with mixed switching to English when needed. Or I can’t remember a word in one of the languages and switch to the other and simple begin speaking the the other. Or I mix in Portuguese hope she’ll figure it out from closeness to Spanish and context.
Reading entire books and watching entire shows and being unable to identify, sometimes right afterwards, in which language was it on
Panicking in the native language. A classic. Will never understand how some ESL youtubers don’t switch to English when playing horror/anxiety-inducing games. Also counts to frustration. (”Are you okay, Link?” “NÃO. I’M NOT OKAY. NÃO TÔ BEM NÃO FILHO DA PUTA DO CARALHO”)
Related to the one above and already mentioned: cursing is only valid when in your native language. Sure, you can offend people using English, but if you resorted to “vai pra puta que te pariu seu desgraçado de uma porra, enfia um rojão no cu e voa” shit got serious
Related still, cursing heavily under your breath and making something up when caught
Getting an accent out of nowhere. I can speak American English without an outsider accent but sometimes I just. Get tired of rolling the “r” and I can’t do it anymore for some reason. Alternatively, speaking once with someone with an specific regional accent and adopting it for life.
Struggling to make people pronounce your name right when they are unable or unwilling, giving up, adopting a nickname not to be bitter (hi, hello, that’s me)
Puns and wordplay that only work in your language. You want to share them. You cry.
Having trouble with propositions. It seems like a common issue but “on, in, at” etc aren’t that easy to figure out. I mistake them constantly.
Inadvertedly glitching out and switching to another language when talking to someone, sometimes mid-sentence, and having them look at you in awe and confusion like they pressed a button in reality or something before you realize (or they point out) they can’t understand what you’re saying
Having to deal with (mostly US) native English speakers bolstering the strength and difficulty and poetry of their language, oh it’s one of the hardest languages to learn in the world because we have so many words from so many roots, when. No, it’s actually not. English grammar is incredibly easy compared to most languages. But because you have 5000 noninterchangeable words that mean the same thing, but are used in different contexts (safe/secure, see/watch, etc), an astounding number of verbal expressions instead of one-word verbs (pick up, look out, look after, etc) and absolutely no rule or logic regarding pronunciation and written language (WHY IS “RECIPE” WRITTEN/SPOKEN LIKE FRENCH, YOU’RE NOT FRENCH), you might think so. But English isn’t hard, it’s cheating. It has no logic. It’s not fair.
On the other hand, the ridiculous amount of different words you can use makes bullshitting in English a lot easier once you get a bit more savvy. Up to and including academic essays, facebook arguments, and fanfiction.
Watching in horror people adopting English barbarisms in the most despicable way, by using false cognates as actual cognates.
Posting in all languages you’re comfortable in + English, and telling people to use the fcking embedded gtranslate when they complain
(I’m making this all too personal)
Always learning something new. Which is amazing, honestly. (”Oh you mean it’s spoken like that?! That’s so cool! Okay: *repeats sentence correctly*”)
Parroting your friends whenever they use a word or term you’re unfamiliar with until you learn it
Pronouncing words like you read them following NONEXISTENT RULES and getting frustrated
To add to these relatable posts:
In the middle of an argument in another language while putting together a winning argument of your own in English, but unable to translate bc you cant remember all the words and it lacks the heat it has in English
Going to the grocery store in search of something which you only remember the name for in English, but you have to speak German, so you try to awkwardly explain, instead you get something completely different
Sometimes when I try to be sassy, I abandon the accent free English and switch to a heavily Croatian accented English like some cliche villain
Talking to your only english friend in english but forgetting to translate some words to non-English speaking friends so you end up with “(Sentence) (Sentence) (ENGLISH WORD) (Sentence)” and half of the group doesnt know what you’re saying
Trying to translate an idiom but failing miserably and ending up with something awkwardly hilarious (I.e. the expression in Croatian “Zdrava kao dren” means basically “as healthy as an ox” but when I once tried translating it to German it ended up as “So gesund wie eine Kornelkirsche” and everyone stared at me in confusion and mild horror on why someone would be as healthy as a cornel cherry (also another difference: the dialect. If I were to translate it in Austrian German, “cornel cherry” can also be translated as “dirndl” which is a dress in Austria. Now explain to your friends why someone would be as “healthy as a dress”)