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Rainbow, brown, and brook trout photography

Charlene N Simmons, 2013--via Flickr

allhailthe70shousewife

phlebasthebroenician

70sscifiart

Jim Nelson

senatortedcruz

Fuck is happening on Twitter dog?

cpagliahater

No she's right

ayatollahsmegmafactory

Tbh what me and my hag deduced is that the main reason so many straight men seem to be DELIGHTED by going potty is because it's the only time they allow themselves to enjoy their prostate. Once you realize this you can't unsee it. It's an intricate ritual for them. Made me even less interested in forming bonds with straight men.

floofshy

"Just as we should be cautious projecting modern labels like 'gay' or 'non-binary' onto past cultures because such labels are only meaningful in context, we should be cautious projecting other labels like 'wife' or 'married' or 'mother'"

grayghostofthenorth

Artist Alexis Trice "Every So Often"

transgenderer

friend described a moby dick opera, complained all the parts were men so it was missing a lot of the usual singing roles and now i cant stop thinking about a moby dick opera where the sea, the ship, the whales, the color white, (maybe the harpoons...?) etc are played by women

prokopetz

I guess the reason all that Backrooms stuff has never really fazed me is because I worked in on-site networking support for a while, and literally every city's downtown district is just Like That once you get off the beaten path. Not just the really big cities, either; the one I'm currently living in has a population of less than 250 000 – metro area included – and a downtown area about six blocks across, and the service corridors still manage to do some House of Leaves shit. At one point I was trying to map the route of a misbehaving network cable, started out in a shopping mall parking garage, and ended up surfacing in the basement of the casino across the street. Totally unsecured – apparently neither the mall's administration nor the casino's managers knew that particular service corridor existed.

prokopetz

Like, I once bumped into a fully stocked and operational Coke machine in an unlit maintenance corridor twenty feet below ground level. Its display lighting was the only illumination for a hundred yards in either direction. I don't even know what it was plugged into.

prokopetz

Somewhere below this city there's a room the size of a high school gymnasium filled floor to ceiling with rotting mattresses. I've seen it with my own eyes – and, more importantly, smelled it with my own nose. I can't recommend the experience.

prokopetz

(That last one isn't even mysterious. The room in question is within easy walking distance of the basement of a major hotel, if you know where you're going; I imagine the hotel started stashing their old mattresses there at some point rather than pay to have them hauled away, and over the ensuing decades the situation got out of hand.)

prokopetz

In response to a couple of recurring questions in the notes:

I don't have any experience with the weirder corners of university campuses – my work in that particular job just never happened to take me there. I did, however, once have to do a cable trace in the basement of a former Christian elementary school. It had haphazardly been subdivided into numerous tiny rooms, some as little as ten feet across, with no central hallways or apparent floor plan. Every single room was, for reasons that were and remain unclear to me, full of broken kitchen appliances. One room in particular contained an enormous industrial freezer unit that was larger in its smallest dimension than any of the doors leading to it. Was it delivered in pieces and assembled on site? Did they build the room around it? That one still bothers me a little bit.

No, I did not drink the Morlock Tunnel Coke. What are you, nuts?

dailyworldmusic

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Lele Mayro - Garo Gomidas Band

💿 Armenian Country Dance Songs Syria, 2001

#tunes

haliaiii

I finally finished Utena and it was really good!!

wizardpostsdotorg

so funny how the older u get ur like how the fuck on gods green earth did people used to manage all th- ahhh.. i need one of these wives everybody keeps talking about..

wizardpostsdotorg

"how was X so successful and productive and achieving?" wife feeding and clothing and cleaning and shopping and parenting for them and also probably booking appointments and personal receptionist work. AND stimulant abuse. and shes supposed to suck you off whenever. id kill him too #feminists

clarazetkinkin

i think a lot of people in the notes of that post & on this site in general really underestimate the strenght gap between men and women bc they dont do or watch sports + are unaware that there are many worldclass athletes right now who have been scouted as kids and been trained since then (olympic lifting being a prime example) and the strenght gap persists. yes sexism everywhere, justice nowhere but i think people on here look at how untrained their surroundings are and misjudge how far professional female athletes have come and that realistically we probably are pretty close to the final word on what the female/male performance gap in strenght looks like. even if it closes say another 5% which would be a lot the remaining difference would still be pretty big.

anyways i wish we could just stop being this obsessed with circling around an androcentric standard and keep talking talking talking about how women compare to men men men. one thing we do know 100% is that the vast majority of women today stays far behing their athletic potential and that girls are still today being discouraged from sports and not properly supported. that is an issue independent of whether the female/male stregnth gap is 30% or 25%. we dont need to measure everything in relation to men all the time and we dont need to tell ourselves stories of how we could totally have the same results as men if only this or that as if that is the only worthwile goal. i care that women & girls are kept from realising their potential and honestly i think this endless comparision to men adds to that even when it comes in this seemingly empowering form. sorry but who cares. care about what you can do now