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HmmâŠ. Djungelskog
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trans bears are literally stronger than any US marine
How on earth would they be able to tell that a bear is trans. Iâm not saying they canât be but how would they communicate that.
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this is so fucking funny
update:
we the jury find the defendant not guilty your honor
A tall man who thinks being 6'4" is a personality: Iâm 6'4" Me, leaving them on read:
Yeah but I havenât needed a claw to reach the top shelf since I was 7 so stay mad about it shrimp
And I havenât needed a 6'4" man since I got my reaching claw.
Went straight for their kneecaps on that one
And speaking of Sophia Tolstoy, her diaries are just so depressing.Â
âI am to gratify his pleasure and nurse his child, I am a piece of household furniture, I am a woman. I try to suppress all human feelings. When the machine is working properly it heats the milk, knits a blanket, makes little requests and bustles about trying not to think [âŠ].â
She wrote this when she was 19, one year into her marriage to Leo and as she was pregnant with the first of his 13 children.
A few years later, when she was 25 or so:
âI am so often alone with my thoughts that the need to write in my diary comes quite naturally ⊠Now I am well again and not pregnantâit terrifies me how often I have been in that condition. He said that for him being young meant âI can achieve anythingâ. For me [âŠ] reason tells me that there is nothing I either want or can do beyond nursing, eating, drinking, sleeping, and loving and caring for my husband and babies, all of which I know is happiness of a kind, but why do I feel so woeful all the time, and weep as I did yesterday? I am writing this now with the pleasantly exciting sense that nobody will ever read it, so I can be quite frank with myself [âŠ].â
During her 12th pregnancy she wrote about taking scalding baths and jumping from high pieces of furniture to try and miscarry. And at one point while reading her husbandâs diary (which he told her to read) she found the sentence âThere is no such thing as love, only the physical need for intercourse and the practical need for a life companion.â In her own diary she wrote âThey ebb and flow like waves, these times when I realise how lonely I am and want only to cryâŠâ
A few years before her husbandâs death, she published a cycle of prose poems titled âGroansâ, under the pseudonym âA Tired Womanâ.
the most depressing quote from her diaries:
âI have served a genius for almost forty years. Hundreds of times I have felt my intellectual energy stir within me and all sorts of desires - a longing for education, a love of music and the arts⊠And time and again I have crushed and smothered these longings⊠Everyone asks, âBut why should a worthless woman like you need an intellectual or artistic life?â To this question I can only reply: âI donât know, but eternally suppressing it to serve a genius is a great misfortune.â
Fucking hell.
you know what i wanted more than anything else as a child? one of those ice creams from that one episode of ed edd n eddy
i wanted one of these bitches so bad but my mom was like âyou cant fill our whole fridge with water and fruitâ and im still mad ngl
do the people who made that cgi bulbasaur know they saved a life?
this is a serotonin well and im bringing buckets
thank you! i am crying
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The Cats movie and the âlive actionâ Lion King exist at opposite ends of a spectrum but idk what said spectrum is
Iâm taking constructive criticism
Ok but whereâs the cat in the hat
in which BBC Business Editor Robert Peston explains revolutionary socialism to a six-year-old
look.. when i say i want a Florence and Hozier collab i mean i want a four hour long, 28 song collab album about tearing yourself free of the mortal binds that restrain you, crawling deep into the forest that has called to you for too long, wandering past remnants of past civilizations and eventually sacrificing yourself at an ancient altar which depicts a pair of stone-hewn male and female celtic godly entities with striking familiar features. Your body is never found.Â
this man next to me is on the phone and he went âare you fucking kidding me right now? are you serious?â then he got up and stood next to a cactus and went âim by my favorite cactus right now, and youâre disrespecting me like this?â
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This conjures a mental image of a guy driving down the road, minding his own business, when the cat pops up next to him, he starts screaming, the cat starts screaming.
i want you all to know that there is an artist (carmen papalia) who, after he started using a white cane, assembled a 12 foot long white cane and began using it in downtown vancouver. the length of the cane made it functionally useless as a device and the only purpose it served was making him an obstacle for sighted people. dare i say⊠2019 goals
therapist to sighted patient: long cane isnt real and it cant hurt you
carmen papalia:
[id: a dimly lit photo of carmen papalia using his 12 foot âlong caneâ piece. he walks casually behind it. the cane takes up the majority of both the photograph and the sidewalk.]
Okay I went to a conference where this guy was a keynote and heâs so fucking cool. Heâs done a ton of art around disability rights. The twelve-foot cane is really cool, but here are some of my other favourites:
From the series on replacing his cane, this is one where he replaced his cane with a megaphone and would stand at intersections repeating âI canât seeâ until somebody would stop and help him cross the street
Another cane replacement, this time replacing it with a high school marching band who would change the music depending on if there was something in the way or not.
A museum intervention where he got people at the MET to go through the museum with their eyes closed and experiencing touching things heâd gotten permission to touch (the floor in this image) and just exploring a visual art museum blind.
The Blind Field Shuffle, in which he has dozens of people form a conga line behind him with their eyes closed and leads them on a blind tour of the city - literally the blind leading the blind.
Wish I could find a better photo, but this is a museum gallery he curated where the works are almost at floor height, making them accessible to children, little people, and people in wheelchairs, but requiring abled people to bend down or sit on the floor in order to see them properly.
In short, this man is amazing and I love his work.
âŠâŠokay, that last one is my absolute favorite
the gender neutral term for landlord or landlady is parasite
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