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*bursts forth out of nowhere*
Took me a while to hack my way back in here, but I moved!
I still exist!
I yeeted my ass off to Twitter but I returned thanks to the presence of a certain elongated muskrat making itself known on the blue bird app and moved blogs, so now you can find me at https://space-coyote-remix.tumblr.com/
I’m 99% sure I got shadowbanned recently and much to my annoyance, I can no longer search for posts on my own blog or search for any tags on my blog either so this is the end of an era. So long and thanks for all the bullshit fish and fuck tumblr staff for making such a fucking useless ass website that doesn’t function worth shit.
Hello, I have frustrations about being an 'essential worker' during the pandemic.
How did this generation of online teens become so fucking fragile?
Back when I was growing up, I used to stumble across porn of my favourite cartoon characters every now and then, and you know how I dealt with it?
By just accepting that what I was seeing was not meant for me, clicking away from it and moving on with my day.
But teens these days flip their fucking shit over cartoon porn and rant about how it’s basically the same as grooming, and I just… what?
Did y’all parents not teach you how to be safe online?
When did it suddenly become the job of everyone else to babysit you?
I’m not sure but it was really jarring to see the transition happen in real time too. Especially when you watch the fandom you’re in suddenly get enveloped in purity culture, even when the source material not really for minors.
I want things to go back to the way they were where people minded their own business. But now everyone believes they can “Save the Children!” right from their keyboard and feel like a hero
It really is painful.
Going rabid badger will mess up the kids they are trying to protect up even worse. Back in the days of dial up internet (I was 14-15) cartoon porn was easy to access by accident or otherwise. I checked out some out of curiosity and forgot, until my folks found out and banned me from the home computer for A DECADE. I was also restricted from anything anime to “protect” me. All of which scarred me more than anything I had or have viewed. Even guro porn.
friendly reminder that being transmed is not a bad thing + you are not inherently a bad person because you believe someone needs gender dysphoria to be trans
“My child is fine” your child is still making “,men are trash” and “kill all men” jokes in 2021.
Truly, the best way to make yourself distinctive in your writing is to write what you want without fear of judgement from others.
Social media has made me so grateful that I like men, the bullet I dodged was incredible.
just because i’m curious, reblog and put in the tags what musicians your parents loved to listen to and raised you on
“Besides, trying to find some primordially authentic culture can be like peeling an onion. The textiles most people think of as traditional West African cloths are known as Java prints; they arrived in the 19th century with the Javanese batiks sold, and often milled, by the Dutch. The traditional garb of Herero women in Namibia derives from the attire of 19th-century German missionaries, though it is still unmistakably Herero, not least because the fabrics used have a distinctly un-Lutheran range of colors. And so with our kente cloth: the silk was always imported, traded by Europeans, produced in Asia. This tradition was once an innovation. Should we reject it for that reason as untraditional? How far back must one go? Should we condemn the young men and women of the University of Science and Technology, a few miles outside Kumasi, who wear European-style gowns for graduation, lined with kente strips (as they do now at Howard and Morehouse, too)? Cultures are made of continuities and changes, and the identity of a society can survive through these changes. Societies without change aren’t authentic; they’re just dead.”
— Kwame Anthony Appiah, The Case for Contamination