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Peter Hujar. untitled (cow at night). 1978

Today is world AIDS Day and a good day to remember all the artists who died of AIDS, may who were stigmatized, rejected and ostracized by society out of fear and lack of understanding.

Peter Hujar was 53 when he died of AIDS

ashstfu

epilepticsaints

dreadwedge

For sale. baby shoes. just hatched. bonded pair. you will need to feed them shoe formula for the first month. adult shoes eat their young so i need to get rid of these asap. I was going to foster the cloglets myself until they're old enough to walk but I can't take it any more. the shoe mother is confined to my spare room and keeps peeing on my blankets. you can hear her pacing in circles at all hours except if the babies are loud enough that she can hear them through the wall. Then she gets weirdly silent. Like a predator. I don't like thinking about her that way. It's making me hate her. It's making me hate the pet I've had since childhood. I should have gotten her spayed years ago. I should have known better than to let her outside when I knew how many feral, masculine uggs there were in on the streets. But she loved the sunlight and it felt cruel to keep a sandal indoors. And my ex always talked down to me about how bad outdoor shoes are for local wildlife. So I let her outside to spite him and she came home pregnant and now I have nightmares about her eating her children. About her eating my own child. I fear I'll never be able to look at her the same way again. When she licks me, I wonder if she likes how I taste. My Flopsy. Her babies are innocents. Pure soles. Cherish them. Give the love I can no longer provide for my own pet. And for god's sake, get your shoes castrated. They are size 3.

redstonedust

people will insist humans are naturally selfish when feeding the birds is a common hobby. when there are wildlife hospitals you can call when you find an injured fox outside. do we get anything from helping wild animals? i don't think so. it's not personal. it's just nice. it's something we have the resources to do, so we do it. i think thats worth remembering.

byjove

there is this controversy going on on TikTok where a girl made a video about how she is unemployed and disabled due to currently going through cancer treatment and how the loss of SNAP benefits was going to effect her. and the MAGA crowd found her and ripped her to shreds because she was a young “healthy-looking” girl with dyed hair. the most baffling part was all of the people saying things like “My dad had cancer and he worked EVERYDAY until he died! No excuses, you lazy bitch!” which is soooo wild. it is crazy how many members of the conservative ‘blue collar’ crowd love to brag about being fucked over and killed by capitalism. that is not a flex, quite the opposite, if anything that is insanely pathetic and sad. maybe your daddy would still be alive if we had socialized medicine and better sick leave policies but no, he worked himself to fucking death and you want a 20 something young woman to die the same pathetic fate. we need to start telling these people ‘that is so sad, I feel sorry for you’ instead of pretending this is in the scope of good work ethic. because it’s fucked up the things they’re going through and patting themselves on the back for. maybe if they felt less proud of being fucked over by the system, they’d work to change it.

partlysmith

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Peyrelebade Landscape (1868) by Odilon Redon

greater-than-the-sword

When you're a kid you just take trees for granted. Then when you get to be an adult you realize that a fully mature tree cannot be created in an amount of time that fits in a convenient landscaping timeframe for love nor money nor all the powers of science. Then you realize that people are very very very cavalier about chopping them down