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Spike: I'm playing a new drinking game. It's called "Every Time I'm Depressed, I Take A Drink."
Willow: That game exists. It's called "alcoholism."
Growing up, I was often compared to mice, usually because I was quiet, but also because I was small. I heard it to mean that I didn’t register, that I was doomed to insignificance and anonymity.
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Excerpt from a Rookie Mag interview w/ Joanna Newsom
JOANNA NEWSOM: I don’t eat weird shit like bananas. [...] I can’t even be in a room where there’s a banana peel in the trash. I have to clear out. TAVI GEVINSON: Really? JN: It makes me straight-up sick. Like, gasoline-fuel style. TG: Are you OK with mayonnaise? JN: I’m not a huge fan of mayonnaise but there’s nothing that fills me with horror and rage the way that bananas do. TG: Whoa. I’ve never heard such a strong opinion about a banana. [...] Do you have a feeling about banana bread? JN: A very negative feeling. For me a banana is like, it’s a non-food. Like it’s like dog crap. Like if someone was like, “You don’t eat dog crap bread? You don’t even eat hard candy that’s flavored like dog crap?” It’s still a hard no. http://www.rookiemag.com/2015/10/joanna-newsom-interview/
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Have you ever wondered what it would be like if a horses' mouth was like a dogs, like if it went back that far? I think we'd see horses a lot differently and I think about this a lot.
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Um horses' mouths do go back that far -- have you ever seen them stretch & smack their lips? -- but they have an additional joint in their jaw, making the shape of their mouths different (and less horrifying than) these illustrations suggest.
That is all.
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They are doing such a good job.
omg…thank you for your service….
Wow this would be so much more effective than the current construction co permanently digging up & filling in & digging up [...&c] the road in front of my house.
Also cuter.
What will the creature made all of seadrift do on the dry sand of daylight; what will the mind do, each morning, waking? (Ursula K. Le Guin)
What will the creature made all of seadrift do on the dry sand of daylight; what will the mind do, each morning, waking? (Ursula K. Le Guin)
Current-borne, wave-flung, tugged hugely by the whole might of ocean, the jellyfish drifts in the tidal abyss. The light shines through it, and the dark enters it. Borne, flung, tugged from anywhere to anywhere, for in the deep sea there is no compass but nearer and farther, higher and lower, the jellyfish hangs and sways; pulses move slight and quick within it, as the vast diurnal pulses beat in…
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An Interactive Guide to Ambiguous Grammar
This McSweeney’s article is so well-constructed and gradual that excerpting a single part won’t do it justice, but I would highly endorse reading it to the end.
Every Time I Use an Elevator
Today I got on the elevator in one of our main classroom buildings, one of the largest on campus (aka Huge Classroom Building/HCB). I got on the elevator with a professor and two other students. While on this elevator, we find ourselves talking about elevators and how this professor taught at a university where the only people who could use the campus elevators were people with keys, including faculty and handicapped students.
A fellow student in the elevator with us got off on the second floor, and before the door even finished closing, the professor makes a comment to me and the other guy in with us about how she didn’t “look handicapped enough to take the elevator up one floor” and how this was his “biggest pet peeve.”
For the record, I’ve had a really painful day. Emphasis on really. So of course, I looked at him and said “well to be fair, I have arthritis and I take the elevators up one floor, and nothing sucks more than when someone has the nerve to make that comment while you’re in the elevator with them.” I think I shocked him, because he then followed up with “well she didn’t look handicapped.” So to make it worse, I said “Yeah, but neither do I. You never know what someone’s dealing with.” He was jaw-on-the-floor caught off guard, mumbled something about how what I said was true and how I “do look young,” and I proceeded to get off on the third floor more than slightly irritated. The guy with us in the elevator said nothing.
Now I am sitting outside of these elevator doors writing this. There is nothing more infuriating than this notion that all disabilities have to be visible. There is nothing more annoying than a constant reminder that whenever I take the elevator up one floor, people in it are judging me and/or making comments the second the door closes behind me.
So if you’re one of those people who finds yourself in that sort of thought process, please stop.
You never know what someone’s dealing with or going through by a 40-second interaction in an elevator. Maybe it was leg day yesterday, maybe they have arthritis, maybe they’re just tired.
Keep your judgments to yourself.
When elevators are designated only for students with disabilities, the university (or office building, or public building, or institution) is telling me I am not allowed to keep my medical history private, that I am obligated to disclose my disability to everyone who sees me get on that elevator, that I am free to police others and assess from outside whether they are “disabled enough.”
There’s nothing shameful in my disability; there is potential disadvantage in it, if only because some colleagues, classmates, and professors will factor my disclosure into their unconscious calculations about me — in short, because there are bigots among us.
#done with your shit since 1993
He said the Holocaust would have been "diminished" if Germany’s Jews had been armed. History proves him wrong.
Carson claims that one of the foundations of the Holocaust was civil disarmament, and other gun advocates invoke that idea when they claim that armed citizens will prevent tyranny. Such bullshit.
“A grim irony is that the 1938 Kristallnacht pogrom was blamed on a Jew with a gun. Herschel Grynszpan, a Polish-German Jew living in Paris, upon learning of the expulsion of Polish Jews from Germany, bought a gun and bullets (quite legally), went to the German embassy, and assassinated the diplomat Ernst vom Rath. (An additional irony: Rath, though an anti-Semite himself, had expressed regret at the treatment and suffering of Jews.) A citizen with a gun became one of the gross pretexts on which the Nazis began their Final Solution.”
"To reduce us to no more than the point of our almost-destruction and then display us forever as a cautionary tale is worse even than hatred—it’s contempt. And using the Holocaust as a debating point in America’s endless Second Amendment tussle is bad enough without the additional implication that mass extermination is just the sort of thing that happens to people who don’t ammo-up and fight back. Ben Carson likely won’t become president, and we will all feel better about laughing on Twitter at his inanity. But there is a very real problem with amnesia peddled as blithe counter-history. It isn’t disarmament, after all, that makes history repeat, but forgetfulness."
Person with no mental illness: You have to stop depending on others for happiness! It has to come from you, look inside yourself to find happiness!
Me: Okay
Me: [looks inside myself]
Me: Oh... oh GOD. That's... Look, I'm sure you meant well but that's the worst advice I ever got. I don't know who told you there was happiness in there but they are NOT a reliable source. Good news for fans of sadness and hostility though.
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I wrote this comic while it was raining.
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He began to wonder about the noise that colors make (Anne Carson's Autobiography of Red)
He began to wonder about the noise that colors make (Anne Carson’s Autobiography of Red)
It was not the fear of ridicule, to which everyday life as a winged red person had accommodated Geryon early in life, but this blank desertion of his own mind that threw him into despair. Perhaps he was mad. In the seventh grade he had done a science project on this worry. It was the year that he began to wonder about the noise that colors make. Roses came roaring across the garden at him. He lay…
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“Does the walker choose the path, or the path the walker?” -Garth Nix, Sabriel.