Me and Mine

Hello. I'm Richard, and I've kind of returned to Tumblr following the uh... stuff over at Twitter. I'm autistic, a massive MTG nerd, and like a great many other things. If you follow, you'll see some of those things. Pronouns: he/they

[jewishzevran]

This thread is a few years old but it bears repeating. I’m tired of being treated as if I am invisible. Listen to Jewish voices when we talk about fascism. I am begging you.

[kiwilemonteanonsense]

The widely accepted nonviolent approach to nazis has, in fact, lead to a dramatic increase in the number of nazis in recent years.

[brunhiddensmusings]

if you allow them to speak, to give them a platform as though their oppinions are valid or equal, they have already partially won, and they have already made very clear what their goals are if they win

[stevviefox]

Fucking punch nazis. Their ideals are destroy others who are not nazis. Don’t defend them with niceties. They are disgusting. Punch them.

[poetry-protest-pornography]

Punch a Nazi. If you’re lucky enough to not have a personal connection to the horrors of the Holocaust, then do it for Ruth.

[thelittleblackfox]

As a Romani I can wholeheartedly say: punch every Nazi. Punch them every fucking time

[defectivegembrain]

"Autism wouldn't be a disability if society was different"

Full offense I didn't spend 18 years of life unable to take proper care of my hair because of society. People should've been more understanding, they shouldn't have stared and bullied me and treated me like the rest of me didn't matter, but they were right to be concerned. It was unhygienic.

There's never going to be a society with no difficult sensory input to tolerate, that's literally impossible. When I'm overloaded I can't function like usual. This could be improved with societal changes, but it'll always exist.

If everyone in society was accepting of my different social behaviour, I'd still miss cues and meanings that come naturally to most. That's disabling. Even if people are willing to explain, that's a disability accommodation. Accommodations don't make us not disabled.

We don't need a society where we're not disabled, we need a society where being disabled is accepted and accommodated as much as possible.

[mintyyukimevt]

when tumblr offered two checkmarks  and let them stack I knew what I had to do

[blkbruja]

y’all need therapy. not girlfriends

[yaheartchakra]

Or they need a girlfriend that doesn’t mind listening and trying to help them work through their shit and defeat their fucking demons without asking them to pour out their soul to a stranger who is only listening because it’s their job. That’s the kind of shit you do for the people you love.

[taxidermy-tits]

your partner is not your therapist. listening to your partner is one thing, but it is not their responsibility to help you work through your shit. that is on you.

one more time.

your partner is not your therapist.

[shinondraws]

I was listening to an art podcast and I heard someone use “creative hibernation” as a term to describe a period of time when your creative energy and flow of ideas is slowing down.

Honestly, it sounds so much better than “art block”. To me, “creative hibernation” sounds less like a negative thing and more like an organic part of the creative process. 

“Art block” sounds very definite. They sound like something you MUST actively fight against to break them down in order to continue. “Hibernation” on the other hand sounds more like a thing that happens every now and then but that will go away on its own when it’s time. It’s a stage of gathering energy for the next creative pursuit. Art block on the other hand is an artificial, mental block that actually just seems to solidify the more you treat it like an obstacle to get around.

All creative people go through this type of slowing down all the time and it is completely alright. I thought I would share this because I think the right kind of mentality is actually one of the most important things of recovering your creative energy.

[darkbookworm13-deactivated20240]

I needed this.

[rosalarian]

Oh.

OH.

[niuniente]

Like someone here said; The trees don’t bare fruit - not even flowers - all around the year either.

[yourplayersaidwhat]

Spirit of Excess: Are we going to HURT people? Mage: Yes. Shaman: …in excess. Spirit of Excess: EXCELLENT.

[lyricalive]

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Touhou 11   (Hartmann’s Youkai Girl)

—English fanlyrics—

Pleasure to see you, invisible friend!

You think you can see me?  It’s only pretend!

It’s funny, ‘cause no one is keen to my kind.

So maybe the truth is, you’re losing your mind~

Pleasure to be here, impossible friend!

So long as you see me, I’ll stay till the end.

I’m meeting myself, too, with every day.

Promise to make sure you don’t look away~

who are you?  (who am i?)

       what are you?  (what am i?)

look at me.  (are you blind?)

       look again.   (never mind.)

are you there?  (stay away.)

       there you are.  (stay away.)

here I am.  (stay away.)

       come with me.  (take it away…)

Tell me your secrets, in case you forget!

And I’ll be your back-up, your faithfullest pet!

As cute as a kitten, as smart as a crow.

Got nothing to hide here, and nothing to show~

Turn off your worries, and leave it to chance!

We’ll turn up the white noise and go for a dance!

Your favorite tune, it’s my favorite too!

You follow my lead, I’m following you~

Give in to nonsense!  There’s nothing to fight.

I step with my left foot, and turn to the right.

So what’s coming next?  That’s a total surprise.

Join into the game now.  Look straight in my FACE!

who are you?  (who am i?)

       what are you?  (what am i?)

look at me.  (are you blind?)

       look again.  (never mind.)

are you there?  (stay away.)

       there you are.  (stay away.)

here I am.   (stay away.)

       here I go.   (no, I mean, stay…)

       (We may never know each other all that clearly;        really, will it matter when we drift apart?        For as long as we can feign another moment loving dearly,        I don’t think I’ll ever need to see into your heart.)

       (Memories are burning to a fading ember,        fragments of the feelings that were up to me.        I’m sick of feeling sorry, sick of trying to remember;        cut my heavy conscience, I am ready to be free.)

       (I’m a little figment of imagination!!        Nothing but the sort-of person no one knows.        For a face to be forgotten is the fate of every face,        then every pretty smile withers over like a rose.)

       (Then again, with wide and happy eyes, you see me,        play with me again upon another day…        and believing you believe in me is making me believe        that maybe I’m a thing that doesn’t have to fade away…)

Pleasure to see you!  I waited a while.

You look like a grown up, but still like a child!

Don’t worry about me.  I think I’ve been fine.

I remember your face.  You remember mine?

What’s with the mood now?  You’re frozen in fear,

Like you’ve seen a stranger inside of the mirror.

This isn’t at all like the face that you showed,

The first time we met on the side of the road.

Sooner or later was anyone’s guess.

So maybe a new start would be for the best!

You look in my eyes, yet you’re looking too far.

“Pleasure to see you”… whoever you are~

[bibliophile1887]

[yaggol-deactivated20150816]

FUCK YES

[saiyanheretic]

There’s ‘black comedy’ and then there’s M*A*S*H.

[randomgifgirl]

always reblog MASH, it deserves more on tumblr

[bogleech]

Conservatives have so much fucking nerve talking about how “ENVIRONMENTAL REGULATIONS ARE OUT OF CONTROL” when absolutely no-one feels inconvenienced by them or has ever even encountered them in their personal lives unless they’re the CEO’s of a megaconglomerate bitter that they couldn’t rip up a national park and buy like their fifth house boat

[zenosanalytic]

Yeah, it’s literally the Kochs saying “It’s so UNFAIR that when the oil pipelines we own but don’t maintain bust and flood a town with toxic sludge, that WE have to pay to fix it.” and “An employee we forced to clean chemical storage tanks without the proper gear for 15 years developed cancer, and they’re allowed to sue us over it? TYRANNY!!”

[thehumanarkle]

How is it never occurred to me to put it like this before?

[lesbianrey]

its because republicans/ceos have convinced a large majority of americans that corporations are not only living entities that need to be protected but also that they’re even more important than people

[ofools]

not gonna say it again!!!!

a BOG is a wetland that is acidic

a FEN is a wetland that is alkaline

[vampireapologist-archive-deacti]

FINALLY someone said it!!!!!!!

[garfield-minus-jon]

[starkeaton]

Is this a Homestuck reference?

[garfield-minus-jon]

you will be a mere atom once i am done with you

[scherezad]

what pumpkin?

[kdramafeed]

‘I’m dumbfounded as well but it’s the truth.’

[highreevecain-deactivated202502]

[kerryrenaissance]

Remember. And watch.

It’s going to be a long four years.

[queerlittlecreature-deactivated]

The media needs to be fact checking not just parroting him

[survivorsupport]

I saw this in an old Cosmopolitan magazine so I took a picture of it to share with you.

[sosungalittleclodofclay-deactiv]

and it will probably taste somewhat saltier. and report all druggings/poisonings to the police.

[starlightofaetherius]

I grew up in a poly household. My mother was married to two men who loved her dearly and they were the best of friends. I use past tense due to the fact that one of my fathers passed away a few years back.

I grew up in one of the most stable, loving households I can imagine. I had tons of support from all three of my parents, I never felt alone, and I never felt confused about my parents relationship.

Were other people confused when I told them about my parents? Sure. Did it take some time for them to understand my parents relationship? Yep. And the reaction I got every single time from other kids once they understood? “That’s so awesome!”

Growing up in a poly house did not hurt me, confuse me, or make my life difficult. It sure as hell wasn’t abusive.

Healthy poly relationships do not hurt children.

[skiesovergideon]

things you do at a coffee shop: buy coffee. dick around on the internet. hang with friends

things you do not do at a coffee shop: sit down next to the girl with her headphones in and start talking to her

allow me to elaborate

it’s 12:45. the office internet is spotty, and i have a very important webinar to watch about a product release. my boss gives me permission to go to the nearby coffee shop. i go to the coffee shop, order my coffee, and settle myself at a table. there aren’t many tables in this particular shop, so i have every expectation that someone will probably end up sitting with me sooner or later.

popping in my headphones, i load up my webinar. it begins.

and then HE ARRIVES. he orders coffee. i must have made eye contact (MY MISTAKE) because once his coffee is in hand (probably a latte, he looked like someone who would want 66% of his drink to be steamed milk instead of pure caffeine) he sits at my table. not across from me, even, but next to me.

i give the universally polite closed-lipped smile of acknowledgment. “hello. i see you’ve decided to sit at this table. this is me acknowledging that, and now this is me going back to my webinar.”

if things had stopped there, we would not have a story. it is a terrible story. strap yourself in.

so there’s me, sitting with my headphones on, watching my webinar. the speaker is discussing versioning in the new release. 

i hear a faint noise. i look up at the dude. he smiles. i pop a bud out of my ears. “hey,” he says. 

“uh, hi,” i say, and i turn back to my webinar. 

“what are you watching?” 

my hand pauses. “webinar for work,” i say, flashing him that tense please shut up i’m busy smile.

“what do you do?”

look, dude, i get that you’re interested in a conversation, but i am fucking working. but i’m also nice, so i say “look, this is really important, so i–”

“sure sure, but what do you do? what kind of webinars are you watching?”

THE KIND THAT REQUIRE MY FUCKING ATTENTION BECAUSE THIS IS ABOUT A NEW ROLEOUT FOR SOFTWARE THAT I USE FOR A CRITICAL OPERATION AT MY OFFICE AND WHEN IT INEVITABLY BREAKS UNDER THESE UPDATES, I NEED TO KNOW WHAT AREAS OF THE SOFTWARE ARE MOST LIKELY TO BREAK THAT’S THE FUCKING WEBINAR I’M WATCHING

“ones for work.” i put my ear bud back in my ear.

i look away. 

surely surely this will deter my new friend

i should be so fucking lucky. he starts talking about his start up. i turn up my volume. he leans into my space. i take out my ear buds to tell this guy i really can’t talk, and at the same time i frantically make eye contact with one of the baristas. 

“i think you’d like my assets,” he says.

the barista disappears 

there is no hope left in the world. all is barren and ice. dude continues to talk. i try to watch my webinar, ignoring him. i’m typing at the same time. he has to know i’m not paying attention to him.

he continues talking. i cut him off. “look, i’m very busy right now.” i wait just a second. he shows no interest in leaving. “i’m also very gay.” he scoffs. “you’re too pretty to be gay.” and the back of my head must have blown off and splattered on the windows behind me because what the fucking fuckity fuck bro

THEN SUDDENLY LIKE A BOLT OF HEAVENLY LIGHT IN THE MIDST OF A DARK AND TERRIBLE STORM THERE APPEARS THE BARISTA FOLLOWED BY SOMEONE IN A SUIT like who the fuck wears a suit at a coffee shopBUT THER E IS SUIT MAN AND HE IS MAGNIFICENT AS HE DESCENDS LIKE A DARK AVENGER ON MY TABLE

“is there a problem,” my beautiful dark avenger of holy fury asks

“of course not. she asked me to join her–” I DID NO SUCH FUCKING THING ALSO WHO THE HELL LIES LIKE THAT. i stare at him, agape, floored by the presumption. 

the avenger turns to me. “did you do this, ma’am?”

“no,” i say, aghast, horrified, still too stunned to formulate a particularly scathing put down

the avenger turns to the bro. “i have to ask you to leave, sir.”

“buy we’re just talking!” bro says

“sir. you have. to. leave.”

“i’m just trying to get to know her!”

“it’s pretty obvious that she doesn’t want to know you.”

and then the manager escorted the dude outside and stood there until he crossed the street and i (having survived my very own coffee shop au) went back to my webinar which was now on the topic of mobile push notifications

[npr]

Back in the 1960s, the U.S. started vaccinating kids for measles. As expected, children stopped getting measles.

But something else happened.

Childhood deaths from all infectious diseases plummeted. Even deaths from diseases like pneumonia and diarrhea were cut by half.

“So it’s really been a mystery — why do children stop dying at such high rates from all these different infections following introduction of the measles vaccine,” says Michael Mina, a postdoc in biology at Princeton University and a medical student at Emory University.

Scientists Crack A 50-Year-Old Mystery About The Measles Vaccine Photo credit: Photofusion/UIG via Getty Images

[jessicalprice]

Using computer models, they found that the number of measles cases in these countries predicted the number of deaths from other infections two to three years later.

“We found measles predisposes children to all other infectious diseases for up to a few years,” Mina says.

And the virus seems to do it in a sneaky way.

Like many viruses, measles is known to suppress the immune system for a few weeks after an infection. But previous studies in monkeys have suggested that measles takes this suppression to a whole new level: It erases immune protection to other diseases, Mina says.

VACCINATE. YOUR. DAMN. KIDS.