boys like it when you imprison them in the ornate birdcage that hangs in the centre of your lair
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@old-man-ghost
boys like it when you imprison them in the ornate birdcage that hangs in the centre of your lair
My dad wanted me to talk to my sister, to cheer her up. He said, "She is so thin, I can't bear looking at her wrist". She told my stepmom something about her boyfriend, but only on the condition that she wouldn't tell my dad. Dad got his news anyway.
No matter what I tried, the only thing my sister told me was "There was a slew of problems, with study and all. I already told mom, it was just a small problem, now I'm totally fine. I don't need any help. If I need any help I'll ask for it."
I told my sister a few nice things about talking and sharing. But given how unpopular this blog is, I don't think my tone was right. She said she knows all that but she doesn't need it. It was just a small problem to her.
I said this is not "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire?", it's not about whether you need it or not.
I told her that the older you get, the bigger your heart will have to be. Everything is small or big to *you* now, but it can't be that way forever. When you love, you are not just one person. Love doesn't confine itself to you. It has to be shared.
Whenever I come home, dad wants everyone to be at home to have dinner with me. If I just show up in front of him like a black hole, there wouldn't be any love to share. There would be no need for me to be there.
She insisted that she just has to eat more. Like doing homework.
Either the world has become so lonely or I have, I had to accept that much. But it pains me that a child thinks she is living in this world alone.
What kind of world is that?
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Love character relationships that can only be described as "whatever the fuck these two have going on"
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In case anyone hasn't heard, the cyclospora outbreak affecting tons of people in the US right now is coming from Taylor Farms produce. Best to stay away from bagged lettuce and prepared salads completely right now, but especially the ones mentioned in the screenshot:
Taylor Farms Earthbound Farms Little Salad Bar (Aldi) Marketside (Walmart) Kroger House Brand Target private label greens Costco salads and greens etc Trader Joe's chopped salad kits and fresh produce Fast food: McDonalds, Taco Bell, (Yum! Brands), Chipotle, Subway, Pizza Hut, KFC, Olive Garden, Top Golf, Red Lobster, Burger King, etc.
This is not the first time I've heard about a Taylor Farms foodborne illness outbreak. I stopped eating their salads after reading a description of the conditions in their facilities. Doesn't sound like they've improved anything.
We need a fully funded and staffed FDA, and regulations with teeth - and that's exactly what we don't have under Trump. To make things worse, the CDC is no longer tracking these outbreaks. We're on our own.
Normal 19th century guys with normal role models
Based on my own post
Mars Black aka Steve Smith aka UK Paint Whisperer (British, b. 1975, Macclesfield, England) - Oh God, the Cat's Thrown Up Another Sunset, 2020, Paintings: Oil on Canvas
Fancy leaved caladium in color. 1958.
Internet Archive
KATHLEEN BYRON as An Angel in A MATTER OF LIFE AND DEATH (1946) dir. MICHAEL POWELL and EMERIC PRESSBURGER
kissing you on the forehead
with tongue?
with tongue. 🥰
your muscles being pleasantly sore after exercise is such a nice incentive I can see why they patched that in. the forced regular logins to avoid losing progress however are a predatory practice and deserve nothing but scorn.
Truncated text of tweet from MrPitBull, Mar 11, 2026:
She kept finding women in laboratory photographs from the 1800s. Then she read the published papers—and every single woman had vanished. Someone had erased them from history.
Yale University, 1969.
Margaret Rossiter was a graduate student studying the history of science. She was one of very few women in her program.
Every Friday afternoon, students and faculty gathered for beers and informal conversation. One week, Margaret asked a simple question: "Were there ever any women scientists?"
The faculty answered firmly: No.
Someone mentioned Marie Curie. The group dismissed it—her husband Pierre really deserved the credit.
Margaret didn't argue. But she also didn't believe them.
So she started looking.
She found a reference book called "American Men of Science"—essentially a Who's Who of scientific achievement. Despite the title, she was shocked to discover it contained entries about women. Botanists trained at Wellesley. Geologists from Vermont.
There were names. There were credentials. There were careers.
The professors had been wrong.
But Margaret's discovery was just the beginning. Because as she dug deeper into archives across the country, she found something far more disturbing.
Photograph after photograph showed women standing at laboratory benches, working with equipment, listed on research teams.
But when she read the published papers, the award citations, the official histories—those same women had disappeared. Their names were missing. Their contributions erased.
It wasn't random. It was systematic.
Women who designed experiments watched male colleagues publish results without giving them credit. Women whose discoveries were assigned to supervisors. Women listed in acknowledgments instead of as authors. Women passed over for awards that went to male collaborators who contributed far less.
Margaret realized she was witnessing a pattern that stretched across centuries.
Women had always been present in science. The record had simply pushed them aside.
She needed a name for what she was documenting.
In the early 1990s, she found it in the work of Matilda Joslyn Gage—a 19th-century suffragist who had written about this exact phenomenon in 1870.
In 1993, Margaret published a paper formally naming it: The Matilda Effect.
The term captured something that had been hidden in plain sight for generations. Once you knew the term, you saw it everywhere.
Her dissertation became a lifelong mission.
For more than 30 years, Margaret researched and wrote her landmark three-volume series: Women Scientists in America. She examined letters, institutional policies, individual careers. She gathered undeniable evidence that women in science had been consistently under-credited and structurally excluded.
Her work faced resistance. Many dismissed women's history as political rather than academic. Others insisted she was exaggerating.
Margaret didn't argue emotionally. She presented data. Documented cases. Patterns repeated across decades and institutions.
Eventually, the evidence became undeniable.
Her research helped restore recognition to scientists who had been erased:
Rosalind Franklin, whose X-ray work revealed DNA's structure—credit went to Watson and Crick.
Lise Meitner, who explained nuclear fission—omitted from the Nobel Prize.
Nettie Stevens, who discovered sex chromosomes—received little credit.
Cecilia Payne-Gaposchkin, who discovered stars are made of hydrogen—initially dismissed.
And countless others whose names had nearly vanished.
Margaret changed the narrative. Science was no longer just the story of solitary male geniuses. It became a story of collaboration that included women who had been written out.
The Matilda Effect became standard terminology. Scholars used it to examine how credit is assigned, how authors are listed, who receives awards, who gets left out.
In the Mouth of Madness (1994)
"sound of the summer is this song" WRONG. its cicadas
for the 40th to 200th million summer in a row
Tag Game: GIF Search
The game: choose 5 shows/characters, search them up in the gif search bar and use the first gif that comes up. The fun is in the inaccuracy of the tumblr search system.
Ashes to Crown
Murder She Wrote
Dragonball Z
Octonauts
The Prisoner
i am frankly shocked that i got an actual The Prisoner gif.
This was fun, thanks @madame-yus-wife. Passing this on to @dying-suffering-french-stalkers, @laing-caster and @timecomets
@madame-yus-wife just pranked me...
...cause here is Wheel of Time 🤣🤣
I can't believe they ritually sacrificed Lindsey Graham just so he could be entombed with Mitch McConnell and guide him through the underworld. But that's politics I guess.
tragedy fans when their fave characters do not make it