ok there is a difference between nightblogging and shitposting
nightblogging is like âwhat if apples screamed when we bit them?â
shitposting is like âa crisp one donger billâ. nightblogging has more of a focus on theoreticals, especially in stating absurd thoughts in normal ways. shit posting is more often the opposite, stating normal things in ways that make them absurd. âa crisp one dollar billâ isnât funny or unusual, but replacing âdollarâ with the absurdist internet word âdongerâ is what makes it funny & thus a shitpost. itâs not necessarily that one is more coherent, but that theyâre differentiated both by form and by lexicon. nightblogging is surrealism, shitposting is dada
iâm starting to hate the frequency of pinterest as a google result more than i hate pinterest itself. listen, google, googly-mate, pinterest isnât a fuckign source. I want the sites those pictures came from because those are the ones with information such as dates, which is the entire point of the thing I am googling.  Â
Damn right. How the hell am I supposed to find tutorials on how to do wire work or bead weaving when the first howevermany pages of Google results are some idiotâs cluster of Pinterest collections of those tutorials?
not only does it fuck with sourcing images, but you canât even SEE the images unless you have a ~pinterest account~ which I have zero interest in acquiring; it does this so completely adorable coy little thing where it shows you half the page and then when you scroll down it goes *complicated tiresome flower emoji face* JOIN PINTEREST 2 SEE MORE! *complicated tiresome flower emoji face* and my systolic reading spikes.Â
and google lists individual pinterest pages as separate results, so if a picture is popular, there can be HUNDREDS of pinterest listings before you find anything you could possibly trace back to a source.
listen, all my art bros who are mad about people not sourcing art, i dig that, i agree that sourcing is important, but maybe stop saying reverse image search is easy or â30 secondsâ or whatever. sometimes itâs just straight up impossible because fucking pinterest ruins everything.
So apparently chicken nugget is a spicebush swallowtail and they turn yellow before they pupate. He was making little silk things everywhere Bruh this caterpie is going to evolve to metapod today my boy isnât messing around
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Iâm angry about the sudden popularity of fidget spinners, but probably not for the reasons you think. Iâm not mad that theyâre disruptive in class, or obnoxiously trendy. Iâm furious because of what they reveal about societal power structures, and the pathologizing of disabled people by non-disabled persons.
Autistic people (and others with developmental disabilities) have been fighting a war for decades. Itâs a war against being forcibly, often brutally, conditioned to behave more like neurotypicals, no matter the cost to our own comfort, safety, and sanity. And those of us who need to stim in order to concentrate (usually by performing small, repetitive behaviors like, oh I donât know, spinning something) have endured decades of âQuiet Handsâ protocols, of being sent to the principalâs office for fidgeting, of being told âput that down/stop that and pay attention!,â when we are in fact doing the very thing that allows us to pay attention instead of being horribly distracted by a million other discomforts such as buzzing lights and scratchy clothing. Weâve had our hands slapped and our comfort objects confiscated. Weâve been made to sit on our hands.  Weâve been tied down. Yes, disabled children get restrained â physically restrained â in classrooms and therapy sessions and many other settings, for doing something that has now become a massive fad.
Think about this: Decades of emotional punishment, physical violence, and other abuses. And then some guy (who just happens to be in a position with more social clout than most disabled people will ever attain) writes an article about how having a fidget toy helps him concentrate during meetings, and all of a sudden, every neurotypical person in America is falling all over themselves to get a fidget toy of their own. The first time I heard about the fidget spinner craze on the news, I wasnât sure whether to laugh or cry. But I was leaning toward âcry,â for the reasons I just explained, and because the irony made me feel ill. Sometimes the universe has a cruel sense of humor.
This is important. Really important, so read this next sentence twice: Something that was considered entirely pathological and in dire need of correction when done by disabled people is now perfectly acceptable because it is being done by non-disabled people. This should make you stop and think, especially if you are someone who works with, educates, or researches people with diagnoses like autism.
What else might we de-pathologize overnight once the ârightâ people, the ânormalâ people, the âhealthyâ people start doing it? Will somebody write a tweet that makes it socially acceptable to avoid eye contact? Will a Facebook meme make it suddenly trendy to have texture sensitivities? Will hand-flapping become cool after it shows up in a music video?
Normality is an illusion. It doesnât exist. Human culture is constantly changing, and our everyday behaviors are changing with it, more than ever in the fast-paced digital age (yeah, Iâm old enough to remember when phones couldnât go everywhere with you, and believe me, social norms were very different back then). Even if ânormalâ did exist, setting it as the goal towards which disabled people should strive is unacceptable.
Because insisting that disabled people act more like non-disabled people is not about improving functionality, itâs about who has the power to set social standards. Itâs the same reason certain accents and dialects are considered less âeducatedâ and the people who speak that way snubbed. Itâs the same reason people with one skin tone are portrayed as less capable, or more dangerous, than people with the majorityâs skin tone. It'sâ why âwomenâs workâ is devalued and underpaid. In short, itâs oppression, plain and simple.
Perhaps I should be more hopeful. Perhaps weâre moving towards an era of acceptance. Even before the fidget spinner hit the spotlight, more and more professionals have agreed that sensory needs are real, and should be acknowledged and met. Many websites now sell chewy toys, app stores abound with sensory relaxation apps, and plenty of autism âtreatmentâ programs (though certainly not all) have moved away from their prior focus on sitting still with immobilized hands while grudgingly accepted that stimming is actually a perfectly healthy thing for autistic people to do.
But the power structure is still there. Thereâs still a rigid hierarchy of who gets to decide which behaviors are normal or pathological. Thereâs still a societal subtext that tells people who are different âbe less like yourself and more like us.â We need to work on that.Â
noticed watson looking sad and touching his old war wound and tried to cheer him up with some deductions about his sparkling eyes
deliberately knocked over a table, shattering a glass fruit bowl which sent fruit rolling everywhere, then blamed it on watson and ran away
was not surprised when a dog died after its owner died, due to the âbeautiful, faithful nature of dogsâ
sent watson a telegram telling him to come over at once so he could tell him his most recent thoughts about dogs and the importance of their emotions to detective work
told Watson anecdotes about his favorite violinist for an hour while they had lunch together
made a little diagram out of breadcrumbs while explaining something to Watson
I donât even know what to sayâŚâŚ
I saw LP live exactly a month ago today in Amsterdam. It was an amazing show, with a splendid energy and without a doubt the best concert Iâve ever been to.Â
And now thisâŚ.. No wordsâŚ..
Condolences to Mike, Brad, Rob, Joe and Dave, and of course all family and friends. This must be so damn hard for them.
RIP Chester
If you ever listened to any Linkin Park song and felt it (and if you felt , you dont need to ask what it is, and if you didnt i cant tell you, just listen) , honour these words and live by it.
 Be kind to people. Take care of yourself and others.
Say what you want âbout him or the band itself, but let us know that he/his band are the reason some of those who were teens back in their heyday are still alive today.
If you ever listened to any Linkin Park song and felt it (and if you felt , you dont need to ask what it is, and if you didnt i cant tell you, just listen) , honour these words and live by it.
 Be kind to people. Take care of yourself and others.
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