The Eugene Guard, Oregon, July 8, 1958
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The Eugene Guard, Oregon, July 8, 1958
it's been talked about plenty but it just continually blows my mind how many people are completely fixated on social justice at a macro level while totally incapable of showing basic decency to the people around them.
Story Time!
Upfront: I am a Black Woman. I currently live in Portland, OR.
In 2020 I had been living here permanently for about a year with a roommate who I didn't know before I'd moved in. She was a white woman, younger than me by over 10 years, who was very left and self-identified as someone who cared about social justice.
As you might know, in the summer of 2020 there were major protests here in response to police violence and murder. One day I was chatting with the roomie and it came out that she had been going to those protests (I wasn't aware). I was very agitated because, well, covid. When I mentioned that going to the protests put her in danger of catching it, she said:
Who cares about getting covid when the police are killing Black people?
Friends. FRIENDS.
My brain froze because I just could not fathom how she could make that statement.
She knew that I didn't have health insurance. She'd heard that there were worse outcomes for Black people. And at this point -- before vaccines or any other protections beyond masking and hoping you didn't get it -- if she caught covid it meant I would certainly get it, too.
In arguing about this with her she claimed that it wasn't that dangerous and that really only elderly people and the immunocompromised were really in danger. When I yelled: I AM IMMUNOCOMPROMISED she apologized for not knowing that.
But she still wanted to keep going to the protests. Even though I stated that I needed her to not.
Because Black Lives Matter is important, you see.
Not my Black life, though. Not as much.
I ended up having to move out. In the middle of a pandemic. I no longer speak to her.
everybody look at this fucking frog!!!!!!!
watching reddit go into a full death spiral is like watching the specifically trans equivalent of the library of alexandria go up in flames
like yes reddit is also the only place on the internet you can get an actual answer to any question in general. but it’s also a huge centralized community database about which surgeons will fuck you over, who takes what insurance, which doctors you can trust, how to write a template therapist’s letter, insurance appeals, peer support, questions that feel too stupid to ask anywhere else, diy guidelines, “hey this is embarrassing but,” finding trans people in your area, explaining why you need PTO without getting way too personal about it, safety tips, et cetera you get the picture
Someone on trans Reddit just bought the url transgender.org and have put out a call for folks to help turn it into a replacement (and more). Here's a link on r/ftm but it's open to everyone
Update: This is her husband
Their husband.
One of my absolute FAVORITE anti-tropes 😍
i was thinking about the weirdest phone calls i got when i still worked at the public library and i remembered this one phone call. it was probably less than 20 seconds long, but it still makes me laugh.
anyways, this woman called and without even saying hello after i said the usual “public library, how can i help you?” spiel, she said, “i have a very important question: when you shelve books, do you push them all to the front of the shelf or all the way back?”
it took me a second to process the question and then i answered that, at the library, we always shelve them so that they are even with the front edge so they’re easier to grab and see. she was obviously delighted by this answer and then, as if an afterthought, she asked, “okay, what about you? what do you do at home with your books?” i said i did the same thing. she hummed in obvious agreement and then just like that she said “thank you!” and hung up.
i never heard from her again. i hope she won whatever argument she was having.
for about a year, i worked at a call center for sprint. i have a similar kind of story. a woman called, and said she had a question about the call history on her bill. “sure, let me just pull up your account-” and she cut me off going, “no, no, it’s not anything specific, it’s just. so, if you change the time on your phone, does that change the time on the bill?” “uh… no? the time on the phone doesn’t matter, the call history is recorded by the towers.” “ohhhh” she said in the saltiest voice i have ever heard “so even if you changed the timezone it wouldn’t change the time on the bill? to, say, the middle of the night?” i stg yall i looked into the camera like i was on the office. “um… no? it would still be the local time of the tower. is there anything else i can help you with?” to me, overly chipper: “nope! thank you! have a great day!” turning on someone as she hung up: “she says yoU’RE A LYING SACK OF-” i still mean-snicker every time i think about it.
i used to work in a call center for a roadside assistance company, from late 2015 to early 2016. it was easily the most miserable job i’ve ever had, and the turnover rate was very high. people stuck on the side of the road tend to be quick to anger - understandably so - and it wears on you after awhile.
so i had been having a string of very time-consuming, draining calls. my line rings again, i steel myself for another angry caller, and i pick up. “[redacted] roadside assistance, how can i help you?” i chirp, in my Customer Service Voice.
“yeah, hi,” a gentleman with a thick southern accent responds. “my motorcycle won’t start.”
i brace immediately for another long call. motorcycles were notoriously difficult to work with - a lot of insurance companies wouldn’t insure them, and a lot of tow companies refused to pick them up because they require a specific sort of trailer.
“i’m sorry to hear that, sir. what’s your current location?”
“oh, i’m just at my house. i was wondering if it would be okay for me to just load it into my trailer and take it to my buddy’s shop. would that interfere with my insurance?”
i click through his account and am Relieved to discover he’s in the clear. “No sir, it looks like you’re good to go. Can I help you with anything else?”
A pause. “Have you heard the good news?”
My Anxiety, which had been receding, suddenly spikes into the fucking stratosphere. I live in the rural south. The “good news” usually means “Jesus” and i was in no mood to be proselytized to for god knows how long.
i steel myself for the Religious Talk. “What news, sir?”
“McDonald’s is now serving breakfast all day!”
I laughed so hard I almost cried. I hope that guy ate as many hashbrowns as he could.
downside: going to have to include a picture of the Giza pyramids in the slides for the lecture upside: i get to give people a crash course in why perspective matters in two frames, because
followed by
is such a funny sequence
i find most people who haven't seen it in person don't know that cairo is RIGHT THERE
I loved these perspectives so I took some of my own when I was in Cairo and yeah, they're literally just. Right there. Pass em on your way to work, nbd
No, y'all don't even understand.
There is literally a Pizza Hut across the street from the pyramids.
That Pizza Hut among other things is why Egyptologists laugh their asses off when we see another piece of media where the protagonists get "lost in the desert near the pyramids", because it's like... just turn around my dudes you're only a seven min walk away from the nearest fastfood shop
Nana to Kaoru ナナとカオル (2011)
unironically people need to learn to say “they haven’t done anything wrong i just find them annoying”
I personally think people need to understand that if someone hasn’t wronged you or anyone else, you should NOT dislike them. You don’t have to like them; just remain neutral.
nope! this is the kind of attitude the leads to you picking apart every little thing a person does digging through their past for dirt and problematizing everything about them, exaggerating harm, assuming the worst about them, putting words in their mouth, etc, to justify the fact that you simply don’t vibe with them when the truth is that you will not get along with everybody you meet in life and it’s extremely possible to be civil to someone you don’t like. you don’t have to be friends with everybody its fine. it’s certainly nicer than falsely accusing them of some heinous shit rather than admit that you’re not some Disney princess who’s never had an unfairly mean thought in her life and loves everybody and sings with little birdies and is never bitchy or irritable. sometimes you get annoyed for stupid reasons and understanding that your personal feelings about a person aren’t necessarily related to their morals or worthiness as a human being is the first step to being a civil adult.
From 3DBearnadette on tweeter...
Oh no, not my beloved private insurance that doesn’t cover anything
Also it wouldn’t. It would simply make medical insurance work like it does in most countries in the world. I.e as insurance, as opposed to a healthcare provider
new post bc i really need folks to stop spreading tactics that are going to get missourians killed.
attorney general bailey has set up a website where you can report “concerns” about transgender care.
DO NOT SUBMIT PLAUSIBLE ENTRIES.
bailey will take those entries as real stories and use them as fuel to come down even harder on transgender care in missouri. instead, do what we usually don’t do and spam the absolute shit out of it. vary your submissions so they can’t just filter out certain keywords. but DO NOT submit stories that could sound real, because bailey will present them as real.
here is the link.
DO: Use a real sounding name (i.e. not "Anita Dickenmymouth" or something like that) and a real Missouri zip code in your form so it doesn't immediately get filtered out as spam or out of state. DON'T: Submit anything in the comment box that could even remotely be mistaken for a real report, because it will be used against trans people in Missouri. THAT is where you can put your spam, your copypasta, your true opinions about how horrible the order is.
Plarch Plantness Masterpost (Edible Plants Thunderdome)
I have decided to pit plant taxa with a lot of edible members against eachother in a bloody battle to the end– this post is to keep track of the tournament and will be updated.
Week 1:
Alliums 🧅🧄 vs. Amaranthaceae
Poaceae 🍚🌽🍞🌾 vs. Annonaceae
Citrus 🍋🍊 vs. Sapindaceae
Rosaceae 🍎🍐🍒🍓🍑 vs. Arecaceae 🥥🌴
Brassicaceae 🥦 vs. Asteraceae 🥬🌻
Fabaceae 🥜🫘🫛🍀 vs. Cucurbitaceae 🍉🥒🎃🍈
Solanaceae 🍅🍆🥔🫑🌶 vs. Apiaceae 🥕🌿
Malvaceae 🍫🌺 vs. Lamiaceae 🌿🍵
Week 2: Quarterfinals
Alliums 🧅🧄 vs. Poaceae 🍚🌽🍞🌾
Citrus 🍋🍊 vs. Rosaceae 🍎🍐🍒🍓🍑
Cucurbitaceae 🍉🥒🎃🍈 vs. Asteraceae 🥬🌻
Solanaceae 🍅🍆🥔🫑🌶 vs. Lamiaceae🌿🍵
Week 3: Semifinals
Rosaceae 🍎🍐🍒🍓🍑 vs. Alliums 🧅🧄
Cucurbitaceae 🍉🥒🎃🍈 vs. Solanaceae 🍅🍆🥔🫑🌶
Week 4: Finals
TBA
THE WINNER:
TBA
I can use my autism power to find the prostate on the 1st try
Yeah quiet quitting is great and all but have you tried chaotic working?
Like. I remember back in my grocery store cashier days I did so much crazy shit.
When WIC (Women, infants, and children voucher program to help low income mothers/families with children) people were in my line I would pretty much know who they were. Before the cards they had to tell us upfront they were WIC and show us their vouchers for what they were allowed to get (it was awful some times. Like. 2 gallons of milk. $4 worth of vegetables etc etc). They’d always have items hanging back, waiting to see what the total was and if they would have to take it off the belt.
I began to place the fruits/vegetables a certain way on the register scale so that like 1/2lbs of grapes read as like .28lbs or something. Then act shocked when I said that they still had X amount of lbs left. They got all their fruit and vegetables.
I think it started to kinda? Catch on to the women? Because I would have the same moms in my line month after month. And even after they switched to the cards (they worked like food stamp cards?) I’d still do the same thing. They were able to get more produce for whatever shitty max amount Indiana gave them.
Anyways. Be chaotic. It’s more fun that way.
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And once again, happy N7Day!