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@pauchpee
hi
hi im pauch, she/they
i like musical theater and playing piano and art things and writing
anygays its v nice to meet you :)
Let's make a color together!
Red
Green
Blue
Once the results are done, I'll multiply 255 to the decimal version of the percentage, and see what color we make!!
Here's the result!! A nice lookin color, good work everyone!
i believe we've reached a consensus
HOLY FUCK.
I checked. I did the math. I converted it into hexadecimal.
The color hex code is #3b5273.
It's literally Tumblr Blue.
Wait. I just looked at what Xkit calls "old blue".
The hex for that is #36465d. It's darker, but that is to be expected because the poll restricted the possible values to only the color space where the sum of all 3 colors adds up to 255, so that removes a variable. You expect the saturation and value to be different just because of that - the saturation and value are 42% and 36% respectively for Tumblr Blue, while for this color they're 49% and 45%. It's a bit lighter blue, with a tiiiiny bit more saturation.
If you just look at the hue angle, however, that's completely unconstrained.
The hue angle for Tumblr Blue is 215°.
The hue angle for this color is...
215°.
You didn't just make "Tumblr Blue"
You made pretty much as close as this poll could've POSSIBLY GOTTEN to the actual fucking Xkit-defined "Tumblr Blue".
(for the record, if you wanted to truly get Tumblr Blue with this poll, the actual closest you could've gotten would've been 25% red, 32% green, 43% blue)
HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE
MAKE A WISH
the first post ever on tumblr
I WAS EXPECTING IT TO BE A REMAKE OF SOME SORT HOLY FUCK
this is my favorite post ever.
This is so disrespectful. It should be illegal.
THAT IS A LIE!!!!
I’m not even from the US and know like three things about US history but I studied genocide at Uni and congrats guys this is genocide denial at its finest
….I think this is a Canadian textbook? I’ve never heard any textbook in the US refer to Native Americans as “First Nations” people.
Ah, yes, Snopes has it. Textbook is from Canada.
Which is absolutely not intended to exonerate American textbooks, which have done similar things. However, let’s also not forget that Canada treats their indigenous people the worst of any “developed” country in the world–yes, including the US.
id in alt text !!
he occupies my brain at all times . i’m mentally rotating him in my mind as we speak
I've mentioned this thing in tags before but I've decided fuck it, it should be its own post.
I've seen this sentiment lumped into Eat the Rich posts which goes like "if you're worth more than $1 million I think you should die" and I think tumblr users need to know this is not the Eat the Rich statement they think it is.
Someone being worth $1 million doesn't mean what you think it means.
A 71-year-old widow who bought a single-family 2,000 sqft home in Somerville Massachusetts with her husband 40 years ago to raise their family in, who now lives in this home all alone because her children are grown and her husband is dead, is--without a shadow of a doubt--worth more than $1 million. Maybe even $1.5 or $2 million. And it's because of her home equity, because that's what single family homes go for these days in that area.
The 71-year-old widow may be living pension check to pension check, because her millionaire status can only be dipped into if she's removed from her home and sells it. And if it's the home she's loved for 40 years, where she simply wants to live out the rest of her time peacefully in, I wouldn't put her to the guillotine for that.
Maybe that comes off as an extreme example, like that's just an outlier of the "we hate millionaires" agenda. But I don't think it truly is. I'll scale back and tell you the median U.S. home price right now is about $430,000. And that's just median. Half of them are more expensive than that.
The statement "I think people should be able to afford to buy and own the homes they live in" is, I would desperately hope, not a radical statement to anyone on Tumblr. I think that's a pretty well-received idea. So someone who's done that, who's bought their home and worked many years to pay off the mortgage and now owns it fully, is worth close to half a million dollars on average. Many of them more than that, as many areas rapidly gentrify and drive up housing worth.
Statement 2: "I think people deserve to have a retirement fund which would comfortably support them through end of life." Too radical for anyone? I hope not. And I won't pretend to be an expert on how much retirement money is ideal. I'm sure it varies with cost of living in places. But considering this is money which, ideally, should support someone for the remaining 10-20 years of life (money which may be necessary to cover the absolutely crippling medical costs of end-of-life treatment) I'd bet it's well into the many hundreds of thousands. Even if someone was simply living off $30k/year of take home money and just making that work, then 15 years of retirement, costing $30k/year, plus maybe $50k+ of end-of-life medical costs... That's at least $500k.
Which is all to say, if you show me someone approaching retirement age who's "worth" $1 million dollars, my hope would be that their house is paid off and their retirement fund is comfortable. I'd be happy for them. I would want this for them.
Even that may not be true, though. Someone "worth" $1 million maybe owns a paid-off house which has rapidly appreciated to being worth $900k, and their $100k in retirement is something they're trying to stretch through end of life. Maybe someone worth $1 million owns a house which has ballooned to $1.1 million, and they're in fact $100k in debt.
And the fact that SO many Americans will never even meet this bar is significantly more appalling to me than the existence of people worth more than $1 million. "I own my home and can retire comfortably" is a bar we want every American to meet. I want more millionaires who are millionaires because they meet these criteria.
If Nana Somerville's house burns down tomorrow, she'll have lost everything. If a billionaire were to similarly lose $1 million of worth, he would not feel it. That's a fickle day at the stock market. That's Tuesday. That's the rich which desperately needs to be eaten.
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my god theres blood everywhere
tbh this is proof that social media has completely ruined my sense of humor like i could go see a stand up comedian live and not laugh as hard as i did from reading this one fucking tweet
i hate how fucking funny these are fghjdjskal
My Kryptonite
butter at christmas eve(ning) is back 😭
if you read in a frog paper “specimen was released in the field immediately after capture” chances are very good that what it actually means is
“i dropped the damn frog and despite the fact that we fell all over each other no one could recapture it”
sometimes when i am sad i go read through the tags on this post, because they are 70% other biologists saying things like “AND ALSO FUCK FIELD MICE” and “THAT CRAB ALMOST BROKE MY FINGER” and I am reassured that I am not the only one who has bobbled a wood frog right into their cleavage.
plus six or seven people who just….can’t figure out what a frog paper could possibly be. (guys it’s…a scientific paper. about frogs.)
and this one
which made me laugh despairingly because i mean
bro you don’t even know.
what is the code entomologists use for “i stepped on it, i’m so sorry, it was dark out and the specimen was very small”
“Impromptu dissection was performed under less-than-optimal lighting conditions.”
‘impromptu dissection’ is an alarming phrase in any context and i thank you for it
What’s biologist for “the little fucker BIT me and I yote it into the undergrowth on reflex”?
“Specimen was removed from the study pool due to abnormal interaction responses”
I am reblogging this 98% for the second to last comment holy shit I’m fucking choking
“Showed extreme vigour at release” in wildlife rehab and wildlife tagging studies/bird banding counts means “the asshole bit me and tried to attack my head when I let him go” so you guys know.
Though my favourite research bullshit story comes from a girl I met in university. Her thesis is on clove oil for pain relief and finding a way to make 99% pure clove essential oil for this purpose. They keep running trials but are getting 60-80% pure no matter how they calibrate the machine. Students being students decided to sneak into the lab at night and try make hash oil with this machine cause I think 25% is the most you can get even getting the extra potent medical kind even now. So students were like imagine even if it only comes out 60% we can get so high. While they are getting it ready to run and make super potent concentrated hash so literally one drop would get you high, someone dropped a glass vial and cut their hand on it bleeding over the machine. They cleaned up the blood and ran it with the cannabis and got 99% pure thc oil. The machine worked how it was supposed to. To hide evidence of having run weed through it they made a batch of clove oil and sure enough 99% pure. She told the prof she had an idea last night to try to get the machine working that still didn’t work but she had cut herself accidentally on some glass and bled on it a bit and she had run a test worried she broke the whole machine and it was 99% pure. The prof tried and again 99% pure. The machine just needed a blood sacrifice apparently. It was noted in the paper something about “additional lubrication of the (part of the machine that was bled on) was required to yield desired results following calibration” was how I broke into a lab to make hash oil on university equipment, bled over it, and somehow it worked to fix the problem was put into her paper.
I’m vaguely upset that it didn’t get referred to as a blood sacrifice to the machine in the academic paper.
i want u guys to know that the university of sussex is constantly graffiti’d with among us crewmates and that the university keep desperately trying to clean it off but some hero with chalk keeps going back for more. the university sign has a permanent stain on the ‘sus’ of sussex
in case you don’t believe me here is photographic evidence
this is an entirely serious institution
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warrior nun cancelled. first kill cancelled. paper girls cancelled. one day at a time cancelled. the owl house cancelled. im not okay with this cancelled. legacies cancelled. everything sucks cancelled. the babysitters club cancelled. dare me cancelled. i know what you did last summer cancelled. teenage bounty hunters cancelled. the wilds cancelled.
the attitude held towards sapphic media is clear and honestly just appalling. im so sick of this treatment we deserve better than this.
life advice:
never say anything to a penguin that the penguin has not already said to you
this reads like a shitpost but i’m actually 100% serious. i was walking along the side of the harbour this evening, just after all the penguins had come in from the ocean to nest. there was one penguin right by the footpath, and when it saw me it kept saying ‘höö’. so i said ‘höö’ right back. it seemed to like that, and we had a lovely conversation where we just kept saying ‘höö’ to each other. i crouched down about two metres away from it, and we kept talking, and it actually moved towards me a little bit, seeming to prefer my company to the heartless embrace of the sea. but then i made the mistake of trying to change things up. i said ‘hweh’, which was something that a previous penguin said to me, and this penguin hated it, and fucked right off. never said another word to me. i felt so rude.
I keep imagining this from the penguin’s point of view:
“Gustav, my friend, why so glum?”
The penguin in question looked up from his half-eaten sprat, shaking his head in disgust.
“Not glum, Sebastian. Affronted, outraged - I had the most perturbing encounter with one of the Beakless Ones.”
Sebastian nodded solemnly. “Yes, they are often perturbing. What happened, my friend?”
Gustav sighed heavily, looking up to the sky and holding his flippers wide, as if to ask the gods “why?”, before mournfully retelling his experience, “I was on the beach where the Beakless sometimes wander, contemplating names for this year’s chicks, when one of them approached. It seemed harmless enough to greet - they’re cute, in a strange, bald and flat-faced way, are they not?”
“Oh Gustav, you kind-hearted fool.”
“Such a fool, I am!” Gustav’s moans had gathered a small crowd already - the only thing penguins love more than a bellyful of fish, is a story. A good storyteller was always guaranteed a warm spot to huddle in the winter, surrounded by bored friends longing for entertainment.
“What did it do, Gustav? Did it kick you?”
“No! When it got close, I called out to it, ‘hello, friend!’. It stopped and returned the greeting - awkwardly, but it was rather sweet, like a chick learning it’s first chirps. ‘Hollow fren,’ it said back to me. I was charmed, but not wanting it to learn poor pronunciation, I repeated the greeting, and so did it! Getting clearer each time, till it could almost pass for a true penguin itself.”
“Gustav is a wonderful teacher,” Adelina, his mate, stated with a proud nod of her lovely blue head. “You remember how well our chicks could enunciate, before they even caught their first fish.”
“But what of it, Gustav? What happened to sour this experience so?”
“We went back and forth, till I was satisfied. It lowered itself near the ground, and I moved closer, carefully, not wanting to alarm it. I was just about to tell it how pleased I was, that it learning so quickly, when all of a sudden, it looked me right in the eye and said ‘Fuck off, freak.’”
There were avian gasps all around.
“Oh no!”
“How rude!”
“I was so appalled, I could not bring myself to even chide it.” Gustav bowed his head in shame. “I turned and left without another word.”
“It said that to you? Oh dear.” Sebastian tilted his head in a piercing glare towards one of their fellows, focusing on the only one who was slapping his sides and chortling. “Björn, you scoundrel! What have I told you about yelling obscenities at the Beakless?”
Björn cackled and bobbed his head in defiance. “How was its enunciation, Gustav? You soft-hearted buffoon!”
now that’s a fine addition to my post
Hah, the layers! Great stuff:)