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i will not apologize for being human i will love i will rage and i will fight however i can, as i see fit
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Instead of using "gaslight" for the millionth time to refer to someone you've never even met, instead consider if "lie" or possibly "propaganda" would work better.
"Gaslight/gaslighting" is a term for a specific form of psychological abuse where a number of tactics are used to make the victim end up questioning their perceptions and sanity. Lying to the victim constantly about every day events is one of these tactics, but the point of gaslighting isn't simply base deception. It's part of a greater series of actions designed to wear down the victim's belief that they can trust their memory and senses, thus giving greater power over that person to the abuser.
Someone who simply told a lie without that framework was not gaslighting. They were lying. Remember that word, lying? Before it suddenly became popular to slap "gaslighting" onto every damn thing that's what people used.
A politician telling a lie isn't gaslighting you. They're lying. A campaign of political lies designed to convince a nation of people of something false is propaganda.
Someone saying something you disagree with isn't gaslighting.
Please stop using language that victims of a certain form of abuse have to describe our experiences for every damn thing from "politician continued to say false things" to "Brenda said something I didn't like". It's exhausting.
yesterday was a funny day on twitter XD
https://twitter.com/GailSimone/status/1061786484028596224
Thereās been an update:
Aaand another update:
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oh good we finally got there
THIS IS MY FAVORITE THING EVER
It got better!!!
i was waiting for a manga new chapter to drop
@bamsara !!!
AHHASLKSHDGLHDLGHSLHSDG EVERYONE FORGETS I DREW THE REF FOR THIS IMAGE. ITS GONE FULL CIRCLE
WAIT REALLY? IT IS AMAZING WKDNWKD IM CHOKING HERE
YEAH I DID ALKSHGLDSHGLKSDHGLKSGH
things i realized in therapy:
i am allowed to be angry with people when they hurt me, even if they are sensitive and cant cope well with being told they did something wrong. their sensitivity does not mean i have to bottle up my feelings & their lack of coping skills does not make me expressing my anger abusive.
shocking, i know. truly shocking.
not to have an opinion - again - but maybe uhh if someone lays out a very clear boundary on their blog, people donātĀ go and try and convince them out of it?
especially with minors?Ā
like. if someone seriously has aĀ āplease donāt interact with me, please block and unfollow me, if you ship/support xyz contentā you⦠i donāt know⦠understand and respect that? and not try and convince them otherwise becauseĀ āoh, x areĀ ācultishā and evil, youāll just get hurtā like, iām sorry, but having someone not be comfortable around certain content isnāt going to get them hurt. trying to force them out of a boundary they set because you donāt like it is.Ā
Itās so fucking adorable that they both made a ludicrous amount of pitstops for snack and souvenirs.
A BUNCHA SHITTY BOYS (last one is just.. dib in space but heās disguised as an irken to collect delicious info on the irken race n consequently has to put up with zim shit talking him 24/7)
Venom!Zim
My Zim has a version of Pak legs that he can only use when they arenāt āVenomā
( I had to try too hard to make Dib look like a rat)
One thing Iām going to make a habit of if I ever have kids is asking ādo you want the fast answer or the full answer?Ā Ā»
Because as a child one of the most frustrating things was asking a question and
1) the adult brushed me off with the quickest answer possible because they either didnāt think I would understand the complete answer or because they were busy
Or
2) the adult immediately began to explain in-depth to me, or using a book or computer to show me something that I didnāt care about that much and just wanted a brief answer to
Sometimes kids will ask āwhat are clouds made of?ā And you can say āwaterā and they will be like āokay.ā
And other times they will be like ābut why donāt they look like water? How do they get up there? Why do they float?ā Etc. Etc.
Yeah! This also applies to adults, tbh. Sometimes I don't want a big explanation, just answer the question!
Iāve definitely done this at work lol.
Ah! Useful scripts for people with anxiety and/or poor social skills!
comic about someoneās strange dream (and daydreams)
The desire to earn, to feel worthy of, and receive love, is in fact, a form of love.
the thing all sherlock holmes adaptations get wrong is making the guy an irredeemable asshole who treats everyone like shit . not only is it not reflective of the original stories they miss that ānice, smart, well mannered dude who snorts coke when he needs to thinkā is possibly the funniest character ever devisedĀ
I feel like the modern equivalent is that guy you think is super well put together until you find out exactly how much red bull he ingests on a regular basis.
Modern Sherlock is that very nice English Professor-seeming guy who you bring a problem and while walking from the door of his office to his desk he starts explaining the entire solution you need
And upon reaching his desk heās like āExcuse me one moment.ā and pulls out one of those huge Monster canisters they legally arenāt allowed to make anymore, cracks the whole thing, chugs it, takes a deep breath, and then nods at you and is like āAlright, and then what you need to do isā¦ā
Imagine how much better the dynamic of bbc sherlock could have been if they did this.
why even modernize it to energy drinks??? coke didnāt go anywhere. we still have coke. energy drinks arenāt NEARLY chaotic enough.Ā
Its is more like you hiring some guy to do private investigation about how your husband maybe cheating on you and Sherlock comes to your house high as fuck. Walks into your living room and without taking a moment to even talk to you or sign any paperwork, he turns aroundāpupils as big as godāand just says
āIts your best friend Brenda. Iāll email you the invoice.āĀ
and walks right out of your house.Ā
Because when it was written cocaine was legal and even considered healthy and useful by some laypeople, even though doctors knew it wasnāt, and Watson was always trying to stop people from encouraging Sherlockās addiction because HE KNEW BETTER.
So consider this, Holmes, at 2am, desperately searching the flat for the stashes of NOS cans, only to keep coming up with passive aggressive pamphlets about the dangers of caffeine overdose.
Watson wakes up to a stench like Satanās ass to find Sherlock sitting by his bed with a re-heated pot of cold brewed Deathwish Coffee that had been hidden in the back of the toilet tank (brewing) for five months.Ā Sherlock is trying to say heās proud of Johnās cleverness in finding most of the stashes, but heās passed into the fifth dimension and all John gets is a creepy vibrating grin and a sound like a shaken cat.
TLDR, Sherlock did die when he fell off the Falls, but he was so coked up his body didnāt stop moving until like a decade later.
Sherlock as one of those cryptid types the baristas talk about (thereās a post floating around somewhere) who comes in and orders a venti with as many shots as they are legally allowed to add, plus a few more for good measure (and a hefty tip) and then adds energy drink on top of it before chugging the whole thing, to the absolute horror of the cafe staff.
This is the kind of Sherlock Holmes discourse I demand on my dash. Bring me more!
Further discourse! Everyone is missing the fact that Sherlock used cocaine toĀ āescape from the commonplaces of existenceā when he didnāt have a case. The drugs are a substitute. Which means that when you hire him heās stone-cold sober and JUST AS WEIRD.Ā
So itās more like realizing that your flatmate with the caffeine/sometimes drug death wish will only chill the fuck out when he has some strange mystery to unravel, so you spend your free time scouring reddit posts that might actually feature a real missing person. Or a ghost. You really donāt care which at this point. When you finally find something your flatmate is THRILLED and straight up stops eating because he thinks he can survive on intellectual curiosity alone, and yeah thatās not good, but itās better than what he was doing to himself before. Your success is comparative, okay? You stick around for the meeting partly because youāre curious, partly because this is your home too remember, and partly because youāve found that writing up these insane excursions helps pay off your student loans. Your Patreon is thriving. The entire time your flatmate is interviewing this poor SOB he keeps breaking into manic grins and youāre kicking him under the table, trying to help him remember that others arenāt happy about a death in the family. Halfway through he pulls a cigarette from a stash in his smelly bedroom slipper, offering the client one and yeah, thatās very nice, but⦠no. No thank you. Heās dressed impeccably and has a violin worth millions just lying on the floor, but the flat as a whole looks like a tornado just blew through and thereās something growing on the walls beside the makeshift lab. Is he rich? Dirt poor? Impossible to tell based on the surroundings. The entire time he rattles off observations about the client not at all related to the case and his continuing good mood depends entirely on how impressed the guy is. If he mentionsĀ āmagic tricksā orĀ āI saw that on Youtubeā youāre prepped for damage control.Ā
By 8:00pm youāve finally convinced your flatmate to look up from his research and go half on a pizza, but the second it gets there he shrieks in excitement and runs out the door, demanding that you follow with your legally dubious gun. You apologize profusely to the delivery guy and double his tip, begging him not to call the cops. No, not because youāre afraid of arrest, you just know the head of the local precinct and heās a pain in the ass.Ā
You run after your flatmate knowing damn well you have to be up early tomorrow because despite maintaining a private practice you still donāt make enough to get your own apartment.Ā
You are living your best life.Ā
That last postā¦nailed it
Reminder that most of Sherlock Holmes is now in the public domain.
Likeā¦. just saying.
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las vegas is a special kind of horrifying compared to the rest of the southwest because you get three different flavors of horror all together. thereās the strip, obviously, the hypnosis of the casinos. you know they intentionally donāt put clocks in casinos? and they put mirrors wherever they can? theyāre trying to disorient you so you stay inside. theyāre trying to trap you. and the casinos are different but theyāre all the same underneath, slots and shows and roulette wheels, the same bones in different bodies. but then you get outside the strip and youāre in the suburbs. itās flat. barely anything outside the strip is more than two, maybe three storeys. everything is in a strip mall. the houses are identical wherever you go. even the schools - there are two major architectural blueprints for high schools in las vegas. if youāve been inside one school you can navigate them all. itās all the same and itās all normal, in defiance of the neon of the strip. (you can see the beacon from the luxor from anywhere in the city, you can always find your way to the strip, but- is that better, than being somewhere that you know? somewhere thatās the same wherever you go?) and then of course if you step too far outside youāre in the desert. much further and youāre in the mountains. the suburbs are creeping out further and further, taking over, but there will always be desert. summer will always be 120 degrees. there will always be heat and scorpions on the edges and no matter how far you push out you will not be able to build on the mountains. no matter how hard you try the desert will find you. and none of these things are mutually exclusive, not as much as you think. there are slot machines in grocery stores. there are houses behind casinos. there is undeveloped desert in the center of everything, reminding you that the desert was not built to hold you, the desert was not built for this, you should not be here. you shouldnāt be here.
some crops of something magical! hopefully coming to you soon. happy wednesday! šššš