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[whitepeopletwitter]

[debkorvelus]

I feel sorry for the old man, but it was stealing.  There is no apparently about it. Water is not free, it’s not a right to have it, and people pay must pay for it.  If a government gives a thing to you like utilities, its still not free because they take it from somewhere else, like in taxes.  

[nutsacktorturer]

[gigastacyy-deactivated20231011]

my friend visiting my house: hey i’m thirsty can i get a glass of water

me:

[stormesandshowers]

Nestle isn’t gonna fuck you

[asingularcanadian]

Also water IS a human right, it’s classified as one by the UN the only country that really disagrees with this is the United States

[ruffboi-mags]

I know this post is a few years old, but I stumbled on it and I just want to also point out… Even aside from water being free or not, even aside from water being a human right,

the old man wasn’t stealing.

He was using a neighbor’s water, that the neighbor pays for, with the neighbor’s permission. Nothing was stolen. The old man just wasn’t the one paying. If someone comes to my house and I let them charge their phone while they’re there, are they STEALING electricity because I’m the one who pays the electric bill? If I take someone out to dinner, are they STEALING their meal if I pay for both of us? Get fucked.

I hope that person has become a better kinder person since 2021, but I"m not holding my breath.

[jewishtransdyke]

You don’t have to deepthroat the boot, Tumblr user debkorvelus.

[feldfrog]

If a fantasy world has an ancient tree of wisdom, that means it must also have young trees that are dumb as shit. Just giving terrible advice like, "the evil wizard is kinda hot"'

[theunfairfolk]

i do actually get tired sometimes of having the same basic decency discussions around native culture. stop using the term spirit animal. don't use the skin word for shapeshifters. i saw a plushie kickstarter with the W word for a small skull deer plushie and it had already met it's goal. people just blithely repeating terms with no connection to their culture. actively profiting off of it.

[subversivecynic]

Ok, so I'm down but a sentence here gave me confused and I'm hoping you have spoons to help me clarify my brain.

"don't use the skin word for shapeshifters"

I know that the We---- word is a closed cultural word, and I'm careful to not say it because I don't want to be an asshole

Is 'skin wa-----' offensive as well?

[theunfairfolk]

yes! though "offensive" is a bit reductive; it's not a swear or a slur, it's just a concept that the navajo would prefer non-navajo not to talk about, both because of their belief about how using it's name invokes/summons the being in some way and because of the ongoing appropriation and erasure of native culture.

[theunfairfolk]

i came across a dog insta account w the description "is it a dog? is it a [redacted]?". finger on the block button i see the account is new and small and decided to reach out to the owner about language use. i sent a message in my friendliest tone informing them of the word's taboo and expecting to get blocked in return.

friends. they messaged back a thank you and they changed the word to "cryptid". instant follow.

so shoutout to this dog and their humans.

finally: some commenters have been pointing out that this reaction might be interpreted as mysticizing indigenous beliefs. "dont say the wrong word or the spirit will Get You" is the plot of many D horror movies. my intended sentiment is this: whether or not you think these beings exist, using that language as a non-native is disrespectful and appropriative and should not be done.

[fox-bright]

do not taste plants if you don't know what they are

do not identify a fruit as edible just because it tastes sweet

hope you didn't eat any fucking seeds, bro

[fox-bright]

And today, we have this winner:

I saw the photo in my feed and went ohh, dude, no, we do not handle yellow rocks with our bare hands until we know for sure what they are. And I know that orange...

In comments, they continue:

and that's where I started cussing at the computer monitor. But someone else had got there first:

So just as a reminder, folks. If you don't know what it is, don't put it in your fucking mouth!

[fox-bright]

YOU GODDAMN STUPID MOTHERFUCKER

[knifefightscene]

[fidelcostco]

the human brain is so cool, if you're tired and stressed enough, your brain will go, "don't worry, I got you" and shadows will start moving

[fidelcostco]

and what's the genital situation on the shadows

[fidelcostco]

oh this is my post

[mollyjames]

I think a lot of transmisogyny stems from this idea that people are really scared to see a dick. The reason bathrooms and locker rooms and hot springs keep being flash points is because these are all places where if a trans woman is using them, it's possible you might see her dick. A lot of transmisogynistic humor revolves around being traumatized because the subject saw a woman with a penis. And look, to a certain extent I sympathize. I'm not a fan of dick; I dont want this thing either. But if you want to be an ally to trans women, I think a big important step you can take personally is to examine your own reaction to the scenarios I described above, and recognize that a dick is just a body part a girl has sometimes. Seeing it as inherently sexual and/or traumatizing is a major wedge conservatives use to justify their rhetoric

[moniquill]

Even more radical stance: as a society we need to normalize nonsexual nudity. Bathrooms/locker rooms are not made safer by segregation, they're made safer by privacy barriers, sturdy locking doors, etc. (segregation has never stopped malicious actors )

[aetherograph]

I was raised thinking nudity was not inherently sexual. I would see a penis sometimes at home as my dad was crossing the hallway from the bathroom to his room after a shower. It did not scar me for life or traumatise me. I didn't really think about it at all. Everyone did that at home, you just walked naked to and from the bathroom if you were showering. My dad slept naked, which was how I learned that was a thing you could do. I started doing it in my teens.

I think Americans need to see people naked more often. We need more naked art that doesn't cover up the genitals and isn't meant to be sexual. If you watch British or Australian or European stuff, there's a lot of nonsexual nudity. There's even comedic nudity, because of how non-sexual nudity can be there! Jokes can be a lot more earthy than America, which has what I like to call a 13-year-old furtiveness about it.

I've been watching documentaries about nudity in film lately actually, so here's some of the ones I've been watching:

Skin: A History of Nudity in Movies (2020)

A history of film nudity, from the silent era to now, as ratings boards, politics, and cultural norms have shaped how much celluloid skin we

This is slightly left of just nudity, but also helps understand a lot of American weirdness around it:

American Grindhouse (2010)

This deep dive into American exploitation films unearths the shameless and occasionally shocking origins of the popular entertainment genre.

And then here's one that is about Australian film and really showcases how different the attitudes about nudity are in other countries:

Not Quite Hollywood (2008)

Discover how renegade Australian filmmakers in the '70s blindsided audiences with a raw, uncensored explosion of sex, violence, and mayhem.

The Hays Code did a lot of damage to American art and culture and even our attitudes. It still influences how people think about art today. So do obscenity laws. "this stirs prurient interests" is the worst exception to the first amendment and should be struck down.

[exuberantocean]

When reading fanfic keep in mind that for professional literature: 

Short story: under 7,500

Novelette: between 7,500 and 17,500

Novella: between 17,500 and 40,000

Novel: over 40,000

Fics over 40k are literally a novel written and shared for free.  If you have written a 40k+ fic, you have literally written a novel.

[blondwhowrites]

“Clark.”

“Yeah—” wait, something wasn't right. Clark could feel it in his bones. There was a disturbance in the Force. For a moment his brain went blank, and then the realization hit him like a brick. He should've known. Your mind was brilliant. It was only a matter of time before you figured out his identity. He hadn't prepared for this. What was he supposed to do, act stupid?

“Shit.”

You gasped, eyes widening in surprise at his crude language. It wasn't every day that Clark swore. “When did you figure it out?”

“There's only one person in this world who would unironically say 'good gosh’ after being slammed into a building.”

Oh, yeah. He'd forgotten about that video. He still needed to get Mr. Terrific to erase that from the internet for the sake of his identity, of course.

“You weren't supposed to find out like this.” Clark, no, Superman almost wanted to whine, but he settled for a frustrated groan that left you grinning like an idiot. He was hunched over in the middle of your living room, panicking like a high school boy who’d just been outed by his crush; he was mortified.

“Oh? And how was I supposed to find out?” You raised an eyebrow.

“I don't know! Just anything but this!”

He took a deep breath, balling his hands up and pressing them to his eyes as he tried to make sense of what had happened. It wasn't as if he didn't trust you; it was the opposite. He cared for you in ways so deep that it scared him. The thought of you getting hurt because of him drove him mad during sleepless nights; he couldn't lose you.

He ran his hands down his face, both arms eventually falling back to his sides. He needed to calm down. Everything was fine. You were safe in your apartment with him.

“Clark?” Your voice interrupted his silent panic, effectively snapping him out of his reverie. He blinked. When did you get in front of him?

“Yeah?”

“Are you okay?”

He tried to put on a brave face; he really did. He told himself it was for you, but really it was for him. It backfired immediately, and he was left staring down at you with an expression that could only be a mix of panic and total adoration. You were staring up at him with those eyes, so bright and hopeful he could've sworn there was a whole galaxy hiding behind them.

“Yeah,” he sighed. “I’m okay.”

At last, his shoulders finally slumped, and the tension melted away. He offered you a soft smile.

“I think I’ll always be okay when I'm with you.”

[sprinkledsalt]

Some women will never want children in their life in any meaningful capacity. They don't want to give birth. They don't want to adopt. They don't want to be the fun auntie. They don't want to be a godmother. They don't want to work in a field with children. They will never change a child's diaper and don't believe their lack of childcare skills is a problem that needs fixing, because childcare is not a crucial part of the human experience, with billions of people on the planet. They go about their day while only seeing kids out at the grocery store or at the park, and nothing is missing from their lives.

The refusal to accept this is driving a global right-wing backlash movement.

[femjunosteel]

i feel very stongly that elizabeth 100% would have sworn darcy to eternal secrecy about the fact that he had already proposed once unsuccessfully when she accepted, solely bc you just KNOW mr collins' smug ass would be like, "oh ho ho! huh! so apparently it IS the usual with young ladies to reject the addresses of the man whom they secretly mean to accept when he applies for their favor! hm! interesting!" and then she would be honor-bound to leap over lady catherine's dining table and strangle him

[prideandprejudice]

— But you hate him.

[bennetsbonnet]

I re-read Pride and Prejudice (likely thing for me to do) over the weekend and this time I was really struck by how Wickham is such a brilliant villain and a master manipulator... I think it would have been very difficult for anyone to not be taken in by him and fully believe his version of events.

The thing about Wickham is he sprinkles just enough of the truth in the narrative he tells Elizabeth in order to make himself believable. In particular, it's such a genius move in the way he uses Elizabeth's family to make her feel closer to him and help her believe the worst about Darcy:

'My father began life in the profession which your uncle, Mr Phillips, appears to do so much credit to—but he gave up everything to be of use to the late Mr Darcy and devoted all his time to the care of the Pemberley property.'

Not only is it impressive the way his mind works—as he is so new to Meryton and thus would only have recently become acquainted with the Phillipses and their connection with Elizabeth's family, yet he still has the presence of mind enough to remember this fact and bring it up at an opportune moment—but I also find it incredible the way that he positions himself alongside Elizabeth's family, as though they are equal in some way and looked down on/used by people like Darcy. When, in actual fact, the Bennets have far more in common with Mr Darcy who, like Mr Bennet, is a gentleman with an annual income in the thousands, which places them far higher up the social pecking order than an attorney/steward.

It's... an incredibly audacious move, and perhaps a little surprising that Wickham pulls it off with such ease. Though, when you remember he's supposed to be the most handsome man in the room with bucketloads of charisma to boot... yeah, I can absolutely understand why Elizabeth overlooks that aspect of his behaviour and wants to think of herself as having things in common with him.

[cogentranting]

Mr. Collins would be such a fan of ai. He would love it. He would have it write scripts for him to use for complimenting people. He'd ask it what to do in social situations and then when someone would tell him "I think that's a bad idea" he'd be like "my dear madam it's so good of you to be concerned but I think the highly esteemed Grok knows a little more about this than a lady like yourself" and then he'd go humiliate himself publicly.

[doodleoo]

He'd probably ask a chatbot to roleplay with him as Lady Catherine de Bourgh.

[nicostiel]

Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

[teaboot]

Yeah Mr. Darcy’s proposal was a complete turd and a half but you gotta understand. You got your life together. A good career, stable income, retirement plan, all that shit together. And you meet this girl. And she’s everything. Clever, outspoken, funny, calls you on your bullshit. Grade A cutie, right? And she doesn’t go out of her way to spend time with you but she’s nice, and sometimes you catch her looking your way in a way that makes you think you might have a shot.

But her family. Holy shit.

First off, it’s p much ALL women, and mostly UNMARRIED women, which at this time means of something happens to her dad then you’re financially responsible for like. Four grown ass adults, potentially forever

Because mom in law is DEFINITELY gonna need someone to take care of her when dad in law kicks it, and they have like. NO money. So already you’re accepting that if all goes well, you’re gonna be one random old bag’s retirement home. That’s expensive and exhausting, yeah? Imagine asking someone on a first date knowing that if they say yes and things go good her high-strung chihuahua mother is gonna move in with you. IMAGINE.

And girly’s other sisters. Well, one is a sweetheart, yeah, so she probably won’t be an issue, but that still leaves three more, and two of those ones are INSUFFERABLE. Never went to school, dumb as rocks, spend cash like it’s toilet paper

And while one of the two is young still and might grow out of it the OTHER one is actively torpedo’ing her entire family’s reputation by wandering off with random dudes and chasing ass. She’s never gonna work, she can’t build connections, she’s a fucking sinkhole, and she’s being led on by the same goddamn con man ass leeching tit who’s been bleeding you dry while telling anyone who’ll listen that your family is full of ratty thieving bastards.

And if he dumps her after a week- WHICH YOU KNOW HIS BITCH ASS IS GONNA- you’ve got a SECOND UNMARRIABLE GROWN ASS ADULT TO PROVIDE FOR. And you KNOW she’s gonna be a tantrum-throwing little shit about it, and it’s not like you can lock her in the basement or something, you’re gonna have to bring her fucking. Everywhere. And give her an allowance and shit while she contributes zero, because again, she NEVER GOT EDUCATED AND HAS NO MARKETABLE SKILLS. She’s not even good to TALK to. FUCK

And you’re looking at this girl’s father like “please for the love of fuck get your spawn under control, marry them off, get them working on their résumé, learning to sew or be nursemaids or manage staff or SOMETHING, yall got no money and one foot in the grave” and that old man just laughs like “haha yeah, what can you do. lol”

So you’re looking to the mom and finally it’s making sense how she got that twitch in her eye and as MUCH as she is you’re starting to realize she’s the SMART one, desperately throwing her armloads of girls at random men like they’re a bunch of fucking lifeboats bobbing around a sinking ship, like yes Jesus Christ sweetly that life boat IS old and ugly and kind of boring but for FUCKS SAKE PICK ONE

And you look back at this girl who is ALSO REFUSING THE LIFE BOATS BY THE WAY and god damn it she’s still the most radiant thing you’ve ever seen so fine, fuck it, Christ alive, you’ll do it. You’ll shoot your shot. She’s everything you’ve ever wanted in anybody abut it’s not even just about that anymore, it’s about being her best fucking shot at a future, and even if she doesn’t like you all that much she’s still gonna say yes and that might break your heart a bit knowing it’s about the money but who knows, maybe it will at least be civil, or companionable, and even if she doesn’t LOVE you at least you’ll know she’s well and cared for

And so you’ll do it. You’ll take on the neurotic stress mess mother in law, the absent father, the broke ass wingnut no brain no money no future airhead sisters, the bad mannered relatives and the embarrassing behaviour and the impending future of sharing your entire shit with a clown parade of freeloaders, you’ll risk it all and accept the absolute certainty of financial ruin and emotional exhaustion for the rest of your whole ass life and you’ll make your own family deal with it too, you’ll do it, you’ll fucking DO IT, you stupid lovesick motherfucker

And so you go to this chick like “look. Your whole family’s a shitshow. You’ve got fucking nothing and you’re gonna die on the street. But for some reason- and I don’t get it either- I’ve fallen in love with you, and I wish I didn’t, but I did, so I’m telling you that whether you like me or not, I’ll give you everything. I’ll give you everything even if it’s the dumbest shit I ever done. Fuck my stupid Baka ass, I’ll marry you.”

And she looks at you- having heard or considered absolutely none of your months-long internal debate and monologue- and goes “The fuck did you just say about my family, you son of a bitch?”

And the shock of that is enough to jolt you back into a reality where you are able to actually hear and process what just came out of your damn mouth And yeah

Yeah, I think I kinda get it

[ellynneversweet]

Darcy’s introduction in Pride and Prejudice is really ‘what if you had just had the worst month of your life because your ex-bestie tried to lover boy scam your baby sister out of her share of your dad’s life insurance and your friend dragged you to a shitty party in a dive bar in the neighbourhood where he’d just signed a short term lease, and you decided to let your bad mood show because you were never going to see any of the assholes in this stupid shitty bar EVER again. And your friend ended up making out with a girl he’d just met there while you were stuck talking to her sister who was less cute and then her mother appeared and started trying to matchmake and started saying how if she was twenty years younger she’d clime you like a redwood and ooooh is that a black Amex, guess the next round is on you hahhahahahaha, while her other sister (how many fucking sisters does she have?!) flashed an obviously fake ID at the bar and ordered six vodka-diet red bulls and no one in her family except the less-cute sister even tried to stop her. And you went home and consoled yourself that you would never see any of these people again but then you met them over and over again because they live next door and your friend and the cute sister keep meeting up to make out but not actually date and then. You fall in love with the less-cute sister because it turns out she’s really witty and charismatic but she already knows and remembers and resents the fact that on a day when you were in a shitty mood you called her mid out loud in a dive bar.’