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Memes never die.
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Found this beauty while looking at my art from grade 9
consent is sexy. not murdering people is sexy too. not indulging in identity theft?? suuuper hot. one time this dude came over and didn’t burn my house down and i was turned on FOR DAYS.
this image is haunted
in the thumbnail he has no gun but when I click for the full view he has a gun
I love the look on his face when he gets to the smallest one.
You know what doesn’t fuck around?
Australian children’s books on animals
That’s the last time i book a hotel in Night Vale
the biggest fuckup was naming time periods after an intrinsically relative notion like “modern” like congratulations asshole now you locked us into a bunch of relational shittery like “premodern” “postmodern” “postpostmodern” “extrapostmodern” when will it fucking end will we enter some new post(post)modern level of irony where we just start innovating new affixes to append to the term just to make it even less comprehensible because that’s some doublepostextramodern shit if i ever heard some
well eventually they’ll run out of modern-ness
and then someone will propose without a trace of irony that the then-present time period be referred to as “future”
are cats solar powered?? why are they always trying to lie in the sun
what the fuck. i was making a joke but its actually true
my favourite thing is probably the scientific name of the Grizzly bear.
It’s Ursus arctos horribilis. “ursus” meaning bear in Latin and “arctos”, bear in Greek.
so essentially a grizzly is a “horrible bear bear.”
The Eurasian Brown Bear is Ursus arctos arctos
So literally “Bear Bear Bear”. The most bear a bear can be.
“All witches are selfish, the Queen had said. But Tiffany’s Third Thoughts said: Then turn selfishness into a weapon! Make all things yours! Make other lives and dreams and hopes yours! Protect them! Save them! Bring them into the sheepfold! Walk the gale for them! Keep away the wolf! My dreams! My brother! My family! My land! My world! How dare you try to take these things, because they are mine!”
Terry Pratchett, The Wee Free Men
(via gatheringbones)
This quote right here, which I read years before I read one of his novels literally and I say this with no poetic liberty, saved my life. I repeat it to myself constantly to this day.
(via hymnandher)
28/04/1948 - 12/03/2015
Terry Pratchett started his career as a crypto-monarchist and ended up the most consistently humane writer of his generation. He never entirely lost his affection for benevolent dictatorship, and made a few classic colonial missteps along the way, but in the end you’d be hard pressed to find a more staunchly feminist, anti-racist, anti-classist, unsentimental and clear-sighted writer of Old White British Fantasy.
The thing I love about Terry’s writing is that he loved - loved - civil society. He loved the correct functioning of the social contract. He loved technology, loved innovation, but also loved nature and the ways of living that work with and through it. He loved Britain, but hated empire (see “Jingo”) - he was a ruralist who hated provincialism, a capitalist who hated wealth, an urbanist who reveled in stories of pollution, crime and decay. He was above all a man who loved systems, of nature, of thought, of tradition and of culture. He believed in the best of humanity and knew that we could be even better if we just thought a little more.
As a writer: how skillful, how prolific, how consistent. The yearly event of a new Discworld book has been a part of my life for more than two decades, and in that barrage of material there have been so few disappointments, so many surprises… to come out with a book as fresh and inspired as “Monstrous Regiment” as the 31st novel in your big fantasy series? Ludicrous. He was just full of treasure. What a thing to have had, what a thing to have lost.
In the end, he set a higher standard, as a writer and as a person. He got better as he learned, and he kept learning, and there was no “too late” or “too hard” or “I can’t be bothered to do the research.” He just did the work. I think in his memory the best thing we can do is to roll up our sleeves and do the same.
"There’s a lot to be said for making people laugh. Did you know that that’s all some people have? It isn’t much, but it’s better than nothing in this cockeyed caravan."
-sullivan’s Travels
This is literally what I tried to do through my entire time at college, and yet my teachers still yelled at me about not trying to ham-fist meaning into my art an animations.
I’ve watched so many Good For You (TM) movies, so many that people recommended like prescriptions.
Not a single one of those, not a single one, gave me the emotional response of, say, Pacific Rim.
I don’t care what you think of that specific example, I just want to say that sometimes stupid escapist ridiculousness is exactly what the world needs.
"People don’t want the truth! They want opiates! They’re just sheep! They don’t care about my Important Meaningful Insights!"
Yeah, no, fuck off. My life is kind of difficult, I’ve been suicidal, I’m hella poor, I’m mentally ill, things aren’t rosy. I don’t want your fucking Saving Private Ryans. I don’t want your Brokeback Mountains.
I want Pacific Rim. I want The Rocketeer. I want Enchanted.
Because my life contains enough truth. Too much truth.
Take me away from that truth. Don’t dice it up, garnish it, and serve it back to me.
Take me away. That’s the real challenge. That’s the only art I really want anymore.