"Tattoos are becoming unpopular", "piercings are unpopular again", "keep your hair natural never dye it again, it's the trend now" literally fuck off I know what y'all are doing

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@sledgehammer-to-a-discoball
"Tattoos are becoming unpopular", "piercings are unpopular again", "keep your hair natural never dye it again, it's the trend now" literally fuck off I know what y'all are doing
Starting to think that gender roles might not be very groovy or shagadelic.
➸ The Ballad of Songbirds & Snakes (2023) vs. The Hunger Games: Catching Fire (2013)
Look at this. They're holding hands. I want them dead.
pov: you're making history. you're working with the most advanced technology in the world. outlook still doesn't fucking work.
people saying “don’t use your full government name for your ao3”, “create different emails for work and personal use” but personally I think it’s both sad and dystopian how capitalism/companies/even schools think they have the rights to cross your personal boundaries and insert themselves into your personal life. like, I get it, safety wise, why checking digital footprints can be important sometimes. but a gay fanfiction is not a fucking threat that could ever cause anybody harm. it’s funny (not really, it’s still sad and dystopian) how they now think they can control your personal life and prevent you from having hobbies
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i need (abruptly stops talking & stares at some random fixed point with a vacant expression)
An all-transmasc Ironman trio just won 3rd place in a major men's triathlon, beating over 200 other men's teams. 🏊♂️🏃🚴♂️ Trans men win men's competitions all the time, but nobody pays attention because it doesn't fit the mainstream narrative. I think we should celebrate their victories, too! 🏆
@this-is-trans-joy
This is trans joy!!!
wordle in 1: joyless. it is statistically inevitable that your go-to starting word will be the solution one day, and this is no more of an accomplishment than running a random number generator once a day until it gives you "1"
wordle in 2: misleading. you may think that this is the highest achievement, but it suffers from the same disappointment of a lucky guess that wordle in 1 causes. your second guess is a strategic choice, but ending the game this early just isn't interesting
wordle in 3: the peak. your starting word gave you some information and then your second guess contextualized that information into a solvable position. your sharp intuition and restraint is what truly separates you as above average.
wordle in 4: statistically average, par for the course, the baseline against which all other wordles are compared.
wordle in 5: you're sweating. you made a mistake at some point, or your starting word was effectively useless, and it took an extra guess above average to close things out. wordle in 5 comes as a relief.
wordle in 6: crushing humiliation. you have technically succeeded but at what cost. your thirty square grid will stare back at you like barrels of a firing squad. a failure in all but name.
wordle failure: never your fault. what kind of stupid word even was that like come on
you are not going to get better until you get out of the acid pit!!!!
#if you think this is about you: maybe!!#leave! the acid pit!!#yes everything is super hard and awful right now BECAUSE YOU ARE IN A PIT OF ACID OH MY GOD#GET OUT OF THE PIT. I PROMISE YOUR LIFE WILL NO LONGER BE FULL OF ACID.
like okay so. you are venting about your mental health. i get it. BUT your mental health is Like This because you are living, i cannot emphasize this enough, in an acid pit. if you LEAVE the acid pit, a thing which you are fully capable of doing, your mental health may or may not improve but again. at least there will no longer be an acid pit.
the thing that really makes this. the mandatory component: inability to recognize that the problem is the acid pit.
"oh but if i just work on my mental health i'll be so much better!" no. wrong. you will still be in an acid pit!!!
"i'm not upset about being stuck in an acid pit i'm upset that i can't clean my kitchen counters regularly" the problem is the acid covering everything leave and THERE WILL BE LESS ACID ON THE COUNTERS TO CLEAN
"sure but i need to get a better job before i can leave" INCORRECT BUZZER. you can leave right now! you can! walk out today! there may be consequences but be honest, are they really worse than living in an acid pit???
"i can't leave the acid pit people in the acid pit need me :c" they will be so much better off if you are out of the acid pit pulling them up
IT IS A PIT OF ACID. LEAVE. THE ACID PIT.
Original handwritten lyrics, Psycho Killer by Talking Heads, c.1975.
david byrne tryna figure out how the fuck u spell "qu'est-ce que c'est":
i see a lot of art filled with plants, like, in the american art scene there seems to be a kind of general movement towards and appreciation of ruined structures being overtaken by nature. offices full of dead computers and leaves. walls with ivy. old factories crawling with new growth. a symbol of degrowth, of new futures that devour and reject colonial modernism, of a refutation of the tyranny over land. it's a nice sentiment.
but consistently im noticing something odd, which is that over and over the plants depicted in art are very familiar -- they're houseplants. pothos. monstera. calathea. zamioculcas. plants growing in the wrong place, at the wrong time, in the wrong climate, a mishmash of unrelated folks with far-flung origins symbolizing "natural" retaking of the modern world.
plants, specifically, that are directly tied to the legacy of colonialism. from northern africa. from southern america. from india. plants that were collected as curios during periods of direct imperialism. plants kept as trophies, plants sold at high prices. plants that are "exotic". that are beautiful. that are high-value. plants whose people got no payment for their capture.
they're the plants people in american colonial territory, who lack access to native plant community, see most often -- that is, other than "weeds". and so when these artists reach for the pure idea of plant, the concept of nature, these plants are their only blueprint. dragging with them all of the baggage of hundreds of years of empire.
it's incredible how much this changes the messaging of the image. dreams of ecological participation stained with a creeping theme of alienation from their native biosphere. the thumbprint of colonialism, clear as day. a hopeful vision of the future, kneecapped by its own symbology. hundreds of individual artists so alienated from their own ecosystems that even their fantasy of participation with nature is inextricable from colonialist trophies. trying to imagine reclaiming the world.
economists really took the divine right of kings and turned it into billionaire CEOs
“it’s kinda fucked up to reject the business practices of jeff bezos when he rightfully earned his position under capitalism”
“About twenty years ago, I attended a lecture by a Harvard professor who talked about how corporations operate like modern-day kingdoms. At one time, she said, people believed kings ruled by divine right, and today we seem to believe the same thing about corporations. Toward the end, she asked, “Do you know what it is that allowed people to let go of, overcome, and reject the notion of the divine right of kings?” I held my breath and got ready to take some notes. Her answer: “They just stopped believing in it.”
- Frances Moore Lappé
- Ursula K. Le Guin, speaking at the National Book Awards, 2014
Please enjoy this delightful snail I saw on my walk. 🐌
"To be receiving Artist of the Year, which is– I love being an artist, I love writing songs more than anything in the world. And I didn't think I was an artist when I first started doing it. It was a hobby, and then it was my favourite hobby, and then it was what I would rush home from school to do."
sickeningly familiar