mom making fun of me bc she heard me talking to my cat. i was asking him if he had permission to be baby and asking for his permit and now i’m being bullied
this little man does NOT have a baby license

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mom making fun of me bc she heard me talking to my cat. i was asking him if he had permission to be baby and asking for his permit and now i’m being bullied
this little man does NOT have a baby license
아니야 (no in korean) sounds like a funny meow imho 😆 Brigitte named the cat “Tiramisu” btw
this is a new take on the cask of amontillado
one time when working at a grocery store i had a kid and parent come through my register. as the groceries were getting scanned, the kid gets in the cart and lays face down. the parent, with a half-embarrassed smile, explained that the kid liked to have the groceries piled on top of them.
answering the question of “why are people gay” and “why are people trans” only benefits eugenicists
the human race is not at the stage where it deserves to answer the question “why are people gay or trans” because the next question that ends up being asked is “how do we make them stop”
i half agree but also half optimistically believe that more understanding of trans people will lead to better means of medical transition, less trial and error on e.g. dosage/form/ROA of estrogen, and other/better ways to relieve dysphoria (although that last one could get pretty close to being just “how do we make them stop”)
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[ID: Colored comic of Taako, an elven wizard with tan skin and blonde hair, and Kravitz, a dark skinned man with dark colored locs pulled back neatly. Taako wears a lavender shirt and light blue wizard hat. Kravitz wears a black jacket, grey shirt and black tie. Kravitz, while smiling at taako, says, “I love you babe.” Taako replies with, “HA. That’s gay.” Kravitz, with the panels moving in closer on his progressively more serious expression, says, “Taako you’re gay. Taako, I’M gay. Taako, we’re boyfriends!” Taako shouts, “SHUT UP. I was trying to say I love you back! Tako a fucking hint!” Kravtiz, smiling and holding taako’s hand, replies, “Oh, I know. But someone’s gotta draw it out of you.” Taako looks just the teeniest embarrassed. End ID.]
The idea that Pokémon is a contraction of the English “Pocket Monsters” is blatantly untrue when put under any kind of scrutiny; the poke element is a Japanese rendering of Pokkim (”Undermountain”), a term originating from the Ainu dialect of Sinnoh, who believed that the creatures spawned from the depths of Tengansan (Mt. Coronet). It is due to this primordial connection that the Ainu held rock and ground pokémon in particularly high esteem, specifically Rhyhorn, who they honored as the “first” pokemon. It is only with the later settlement by the Yamato people that we see the cultural ascendance of “heavenly” pokemon - Dragon, Flying, Fire, Electric, and Water.
In the Kofun period, as the early Japanese courts adopted Chinese culture, plant-type pokemon rose to social prominence, as Chinese philosophers glorified plant-type pokémon for their value in cultivating land, sustaining civilization, and promoting social harmony with their aesthetics (and, as would be later understood, chemical manipulation of the human brain). For this reason, the bulbasaur, a ubiquitous pokemon in China, was adopted as the chief pokemon of the Japanese imperial courts, despite the creature being alien to Japan. Later Japanese emperors would enshrine the mountain-carving Korean Blastoise and, much later, the European Charizard as equal symbols of Japanese cultural reach, but Bulbasaur always held the position as the primal pokemon of Kanto.
This “plantmania” did have a literally toxic knock-on effect, as the Kanto population of plant-type pokémon are entirely poisonous, unlike those found in other regions (including the imported Sinnohan Tangela; note that Tangela only dwells in a patch of grass near the aging port of Pallet Town, and in the Safari Zone). This led to a disproportionate amount of power concentrating in the hands of the psychic-training mediums in Kanto society, including the notorious “shadow regime” of the Itako of Mt. Osore.
Due to the psychic stranglehold on Kantese politics, the people were unusually ignorant of Ghost-types (with their existence only confirmed with the Sylph Co.’s work at the end of the 20th century), and Dark-types had been completely exterminated from the region despite their presence in neighboring Johto (with the dark variants of Kantese pokémon establishing roots in Pacific Island chains such as Alola).
Oda Nobunaga introduced Steel and Dark-type pokémon into the region in his attempt to unify Honshu and wrestle power from regional psychic priesthoods; While these types remained in Johto, their population never stabilized in Kanto and faded quickly after Nobunaga’s death in Honnō-ji at the hands of Akechi Mitsuhide‘s Portuguese Charizard Kapadokya.
At the end of the Kofun period, the Emperor established a rule to curb similar excesses; the peasantry could only own normal and bug Pokemon, while those of the merchant class could use water and flying, and no more than three. The other types, especially the “heavenly,” were the domain of the nobility; a noble could train up to six pokemon, but they must be of the type of their house. The Dragon-class was the sole domain of the Emperor and his household, who alone could raise pokémon of any type, without restriction. The Dragon-class privilege was later extended to the shogun in the Tokugawa period, leading to the eradication of the Fairy-type from Japan, with most local varieties of those species bred into normal-types.
This legally enforced connection of the poke to the symbolism of the noble and imperial houses lead to their conceptual merger with the Japanese system of heraldry, the mon.
In the Kamakura period, Johto became a major cultural and commercial center, as its rich soil allowed the production of Apricorns, which could be ritually altered with carving and mercury inlaying to seal away pokemon in a small, weightless space. These sealing spheres allowed the development of a far more efficient and mobile pokémon warrior class, leading to the ascension of the pokésamurai and a strong ronin underbelly, with Minamoto no Yoritomo generally acknowledged as the first pokemon master.
In the Meiji period, these noble houses’ type-monopolies were disposed of, and pokémon training was reorganized into the Gymnasium system of continental European origin.
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that’s not what it’s called nor do i believe that’s what you think it’s called. you’re simply being a wise cracker and it’s pathetic.
one of the most fascinating youtube subcultures imo is the MRE taste testing community…like those folks who get their hands on military ready to eat meals and do unboxings and taste tests of them? because usually theyre perfectly normal and just interested in testing what militaries around the world eat right now. but some of these folks go the extra mile. they go so hard they threaten to destroy themselves with their own hubris. some of these people are flying towards the sun at alarming rates and are going to not only melt their wings but also their 100 year old preserved foods, causing them to plummet to their deaths, their corpses reduced to stewing in the seawater mixed with the remains of the WWII soviet pea soup they brought with them. im watching a dude eat meat from a 1902 british military ration right now. my dude is deadass out here calmly trying to become the last casualty of the fucking second boer war. as an archivist and general antiques lover ive put my hands on some horrifyingly old and dirty things but the idea of ingesting legitimate american civil war hardtack makes me want to get my stomach surgically removed and i am just so FASCINATED by these people who see these military antiques and think “nice, there’s lunch right there”
“the smell is just awful” SIR you are BOILING cow meat that predates the FIRST WORLD WAR you are boiling beef from a cow that existed at the same time as ELIZABETH CADY STANTON sir this can of beef was canned during the fucking DREYFUS AFFAIR what pray tell WHAT did you EXPECT from this TURN OF THE CENTURY CAN OF MEAT
my dude is deadass out here calmly trying to become the last casualty of the fucking second boer war.
i’m dying
the last person caught mocking our hero and inspiration Steve1989MREInfo let out a nice hiss in their final moments
is there anything in the world better than a warm piece of bread with butter on it??? that was a rhetorical question no there’s literally nothing better. bread and butter stans make some noise!
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“30DD batteries” is a good pun but what a pain in the ass it would be to have to replace them all every so often
This is such a fucking funny way to write “I was almost killed today”
A lesbian couple were smoking weed together.
One was a high femme, the other was a stoned butch.
Exposure Therapy Doesn’t Work That Way
I occasionally encounter well-meaning people who, upon hearing of my anxiety disorder, take it upon themselves to “help me face my fears.” They know a little bit about exposure therapy, so they figure that if they just tell me “You can do it! It’ll be fine!” and throw me into the anxiety-provoking situation, I will conquer my fear.
In case it wasn’t clear from the title, that doesn’t work. At all. Ever. Do not do this to someone. Real exposure therapy is done gradually and with a trained professional. There is always, always the option to say no/stop without getting in trouble. If the anxious person doesn’t have a way out of the situation, it’s not exposure therapy. It’s throwing someone into the deep end without a life jacket.
Exposure therapy does not work for disorders. It works for experience-based fears.
One of the biggest examples of exposure therapy working that I’ve heard about is with people who are afraid of dogs after being attacked or bitten, usually as a child. Their exposure therapy involves being slowly introduced to other dogs, often therapy dogs that are trained to be calm. It works, not because of the type of therapy, but because their fear isn’t based in the way their brain is physically built.
Using “”exposure therapy”” for things like forcing autistic people to listen to loud sounds until they stop reacting to it isn’t therapy, it’s torture. It doesn’t make it easier for us, it just makes us learn how to hide that we’re uncomfortable and in pain, and also that those putting us through it are not to be trusted.
Imagine if someone was like “I notice you cry when someone stabs you in the leg. I’m going to stab you in the leg once a week until you stop crying about it. Then you’ll feel no pain when someone stabs you in the leg! :)” it’s literally that
My favorite quote about exposure therapy comes from a blog post about trigger warnings:
“Psychotherapists treat arachnophobia with exposure therapy, too. They expose people first to cute, little spiders behind a glass cage. Then bigger spiders. Then they take them out of the cage. Finally, in a carefully controlled environment with their very supportive therapist standing by, they make people experience their worst fear, like having a big tarantula crawl all over them. It usually works pretty well.
Finding an arachnophobic person, and throwing a bucket full of tarantulas at them while shouting “I’M HELPING! I’M HELPING!” works less well.“
You know what the Green Heron is basically the best heron because it is like 90% neck so when it is all folded down it looks like a giant head with wings and legs
but then suddenly ZOOP
fucking green herrons
What the fuck
Okay this is hilarious and all, but I hope no Trumpists actually take it seriously... Not because I give a crap about them, but because they might hit an ACTUAL hornet or wasp’s nest and seriously muck it up in there, and our friendly pollinators don't deserve that.
The only argument I’ve seen for hating them is: "they sting and it hurts" (yeah horses can kick you in the face and kill you, Sharon, but I don't see them getting demonised) which isn't even a PLAUSIBLE reason for all the wasp hate. I'm sure it's incredibly painful, so I get the fear,really, I do... But I've had wasps literally land on my nose. On two separate occasions (both in secondary school. Gangs of kids on lunch break with food + trash cans = wasp buffet).
I stayed still, and calm, and wasn't stung either time.
Now I’m aware that can be difficult to do during a moment of tension but TRUST ME. A wasp that stings you when you’re standing perfectly still and calm had been aggravated somehow and was gonna stick you anyway, staying still is the only way you’re gonna get out of this without swollen appendages. And like, if you have more fitting concerns re: wasps, such as allergies, then it's even MORE important that we lessen the stigma around them because when someone who is allergic to wasp stings sees a wasp the LAST thing you want them to do is panic-slap.
Care for the wasps, guys. Every wasp alive is another chance we’ll actually live long enough as a species to SEE our governmental officials get the chance to completely destroy us.
TLDR: Hate the Trumpists, but love the wasps.
“yeah horses can kick you in the face and kill you, Sharon, but I don't see them getting demonised”
then you’re not paying attention to the right people
Realizing that squid have an ink sac and an internal shell called a pen so we’re living just a few short evolutionary steps away from calamarigraphy and honestly there goes the rest of today