i think ultimately you do really have to kill that part of your brain that vividly imagines how you would redo parts of your life.
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i think ultimately you do really have to kill that part of your brain that vividly imagines how you would redo parts of your life.
Lords and Ladies - Terry Pratchett
We rly need to bring back the term “acquaintance” like into regular and frequent use. So many high drama community squabbles and feelings of betrayal could be avoided if people just admitted there’s a step between “stranger” and a full on friend whose friendship you have a commitment to continuing and fostering. Like sometimes you’re just aquatinted with someone and you might decide you don’t like them after getting to know them a bit better…that’s very normal
@charlesoberonn made a really, really good post that I stole to make... this
This is more inspirational than I think it was originally intended to be
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I can't remember where I read it last week, but the person discussed how when we think of chattel slavery in the US, we tend to think of massive plantations of cotton or tobacco, with one very rich white master or mistress with lots of land and lots of enslaved people. But we very rarely think of the many families that had just one or two slaves, in smaller homes.
Because it's not like you had to pay them, so once your family owned someone, they owned them and their descendants indefinitely. Could you pay and eventually free em- sure! You could also send them anywhere you want for any labor you want, could have an enslaved woman bred for more children, or maybe save up and buy new slaves and sell the old. Like cattle (thus, chattel slavery).
So it's interesting that many people go "oh well it's not like my family owned slaves!" Because like, one, how do you know that? Have you ever actually asked your grandmas about their grandmas? How many of your family members grew up with mammies? Have you ever asked? I wonder how many people have actually done the digging for the truth (or was it easier to just benefit). Because I've talked to my grandma, who picked cotton in the sea islands. She had to have been doing that for someone in the 1930s and 40s!
And two, it's easy to think that because your family (or someone else's) didn't own sprawling stolen land and generational blood money like a plantation owner, that it wasn't as important. But... It was. That was still someone's entire life. That was a person, whose labor benefitted and saved a family money that could be used in other ventures. How often do we think of them?
The UK version of this is "We didn't own slaves! There were no slaves in Great Britain and anyone setting foot on our sainted shores was immediately freed! We never had a slave society!!!!" BUT they forget that it was ludicrously common for middle class families to own shares in slaves. You'd notionally "own" a couple of slaves (or, you'd own some fraction of a slave) that were working on a plantation somewhere else in the world, and in return for that you'd get a dividend from the company that owned the whole plantation.
It was a normal kind of investment, the same kind of thing as putting your money in the Premium Bonds or in a savings account. But it was harder to "see" so people tend to forget it.
#also in the uk people definitely owned slaves#like literally on english soil#and it wasnt a hush hush under the table thing#there were ads with reward money for escaped slaves in newspapers in the uk#slavery was illegal in the uk the way police brutality is illegal in the us#aka technically but no one enforced those laws <- prev tags (@nerdvanauniverse)
When the UK abolished slavery, they did it by first banning the slave trade but not slavery in 1807. The slave owners were important to the economy, you see.
26 years later, in 1833, they banned slavery by buying and freeing all remaining slaves, because the owners were entitled to compensation, you see.
And they forced the "freed" "former" slaves to pay for part of it by forcing the "freed" "former" slaves to work for their "former" masters for 4 more years, 45 hours a week.
(I haven't read that they were treated more harshly than before at this time, but when you expect to get free labour from someone for several decades, you invest in them keeping the ability to produce labour for you - when there's a deadline, you work them to the bone and who cares if they die. I'm assuming the worst of the worst happened then.)
The rest of the cost was paid for by taxes. Comparing finances and inflation across three centuries is a bit imprecise, but remember that this compensation to slavers was so high, that loan was only finally paid for in 2015.
"UK taxpayer money was funnelled into slavery until 2015" is one way of looking at it. Brits have no right to pretend it didn't happen.
do you think bowser ever gets anxious after kidnapping peach again that he went too far this time and he calls mario up in the middle of the night to make sure they’re still on for tennis and gokarting next weekend
painstakingly dialing mario’s landline on a comically small telephone only for luigi to pick up instead and he has to ask him to put his brother on the phone. not that luigi isn’t part of weekend plans, but like this is really more of a mario & bowser situation and it’d be rude to drag his brother into it if there’s a problem. so anyway then luigi puts the receiver down to go get his brother and bowser sits there tapping his claws on his table and this is agony, actually, he shouldn’t have called at all, it’s late enough at his castle so it has to be even later over in the mushroom kingdom. but just as he’s about to put the phone down, mario answers all chipper—mario mario speaking, who’s-a calling? which is a ridiculous question because there’s no way luigi didn’t already tell him.—and bowser has to ask him. look, mario, i know i dangled peach in a bird cage over a pit of lava the other day, and when you showed up, i let my son throw giant flaming hammers at you, and there’s no hard feelings about that, right? and there’s a few seconds of silence before mario laughs and reassures him it’s all in the day’s work of a plumber, an explanation bowser has never thought to really question since he only knows two plumbers and it does all seem pretty in their wheelhouse. and then he’s embarrassed for worrying so much so he tries to end the call quickly, but mario just ribs him about how badly he’s going to lose the next race, and then he starts asking bowser how junior is, and does bowser want any of the leftovers since he and luigi really do cook way too much for two, be a shame to let it go to waste. and by the time bowser manages to hang up, this has gone from leftovers into him and junior and the koopalings all being invited over to the mario household for dinner, so long as they don’t park their airship on the front lawn and leave the cannons at home.
Someone made a new friend!! 🥺💖✨️♥️✨️♥️✨️♥️✨️✨️
honestly "oracle that nobody believes" is such a solid trope. imagine trying to convince anybody in 2006 what the next two decades was gonna look like
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"It doesn't help your credibility to exaggerate, most employers wouldn't literally work you to death" like, I used to work in distribution. If booking a truck driver for back to back shifts until they fall asleep at the wheel, crash, and die counts as being worked to death, I have personally met employers who've worked employees to death and gotten away with a slap on the wrist. It may not be universal, but it's a hell of a lot more common than a lot of us would prefer to think.
The FAA had to explicitly make rules about how long pilots have to have off between shifts, and how far away from their home you can pin their home airport, because it doesn't mean shit that someone has 10 hours between shifts if they have a 2 hour commute each way. They had to make these rules because multiple passenger airplanes crashed because the pilots were exhausted from tight scheduling. Employers won't just work you to death, they'll take a hundred random customers with you.
Happy belated Workers’ Memorial Day, celebrated April 28th