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guys what should my 10,000th post be
im so fucking stupid
i'm crying laughing this is so funny
We live in a system that makes money off of your misery and ambivalence. It relies on people thinking that they are inherently bad for the planet and that the world is ending so why change? Why try? --This is untrue! We belong here, on this one beautiful green earth and we have to work together to protect it. You have the power to do more than you know. You have a role to play in your ecosystem!
The notion that humans are an invasive species is an ecofascist belief. We evolved just like every other animal, we are meant to be here just like they are. This is our home and we have a duty to care for it and change the environment for the better!
Every single person has the power to make a meaningful impact on the planet. I had the most fireflies in my town this summer simply because I have a large area where the grass is never cut.
Please do not give up because you think the planet is too far gone and it’s hopeless. It isn’t. Please fight.
we owe literally no one more on this planet than the woman behind fantasy name generator
her name is emily and and she runs it all by herself
everyone say thanks emily!!!
THANK YOU EMILY!
Thank you to Emily at Fantasy Names Generator, for providing all the fantastical names I could ever need for anything!! :D
Mantle, Peruvian, Paracas-Nasca, South CoastEarly, Intermediate Period, Phase 1AD 1-100, Peru, South Coast.
Design: rows of shaman figures with heads thrown back, worked solidly with wool.
Camelid fiber plain weave embroidered with camelid fiber in stem-stitch, 142 x 241 cm (55 7/8 x 94 7/8 in.)
https://collections.mfa.org/objects/36603
Gentle reminder that the human eye is naturally drawn by noise and movement, so the next time you walk into a crowd or a bit late into a lecture or something like that, they’re not staring at you or judging; it’s just an instinctive reaction that has nothing to do with you doing anything wrong.
This really helps my anxiety.
It’s literally a threat assessment/food gathering instinct. The steps your brain is doing, subconsciously.
-Check to see if movement is lion in grass.
-Also check to see if possible game animal and edible.
-No it’s just Dave getting into lecture hall a few minutes late.
-That’s boring.
-Lose interest.
I like to believe that for a brief second, everyone looks at me thinking I might be a snack
via @vibratoryblurriness, thank you. social anxiety is successfully replaced with a mild amount of mortal fear
Someone will say "as a queer person in the heart of empire, my life is in danger every day" and you'll find out they're a developer for Amazon and live in San Francisco or Seattle or some shit, and then you'll meet a trans girl from Alva, OK who's like "Yeah, things are pretty good. AutoZone moved me to full-time."
Someone in a queer group in my current blue city said that they didn't like expressions of solidarity because it "diluted their oppression".
#That's what I mean when I say the foundation of feminism and queer community should not fixate on victimhood #Once you feel that our suffering is our shared experience an not our love then our suffering becomes vital to the culture #I don't want a culture where suffering is vital #I want a culture where love is celebrated #The suffering is an imposition not a prerequisite #And yeah I sure fucking hope our oppression is diluted bitch you WANT us freebasing the uncut shit???
Roman brothel tokens.
like how every single autistic person seems to have some version of what I call the impermeable membrane which is like this sense of a veil or film or sheet of glass between you and the world. Like you can describe it to someone and they’ll be like oh yeah my impermeable membrane/sheet of glass. like people will talk about how autistics talk and move but I think a lot of autistic people have a shared visual language as well. or how autistic people have different relationships to gender the way queer people do. That gender is performed which takes agency and skill and creative choice. Even the concept that a lot of autistic people have interests that don’t match their aesthetic or aren’t limited to one subculture creates a unique type of cultural dissonance that would be a notable feature of any other artistic culture or movement. Like autism not just being something that acts upon you (as it’s described by everyone else) but something that’s expressed through you with agency and skill
it is human nature to weave strings of yarn, threads, or fibers together to make cloth and textiles
humans will see a soft cellulose plant material or downy animal coat and say is anyone going to twist that staple fibre in order to make a cohesive thread and then not wait for an answer
Seriously, spinning as a craft is ancient. Archaeologists recently discovered three-ply fiber that’s around 46,000 years old, blowing the previous “oldest fingers” out of the water by thousands of years.
But get this: It’s made from fucking TREE BARK. Can you imagine the dedication, foresight, and experimentation involved in figuring out how to harvest and spin that? On top of everything, it’s also lace weight. What the fuck, Neanderthals?
Article: https://arstechnica.com/science/2020/04/neanderthals-made-the-worlds-oldest-thread/
We have no proof Neanderthals told stories, but they definitely spun yarns.
Also, big ole slow clap for the article writer.
it’s very cool that neanderthals managed to get yarn out of bark fiber, but i think you might be under the impression that all tree bark is like, oak, or sycamore, or something, and only exists in ‘thick chunk of wood’ or ‘flake of wood’ form. but there’s lots of bark like elm and cedar that peels away from the tree in long, tough strips, like so:
like, look at it. it’s string. it’s obviously string. you don’t actually have to be a genius to look at this and think ‘ah! string time :)’
i’ve picked up shed pieces of elm bark on a golf course, stripped and combed out the fiber with just my fingernails, and started hand-twisting good strong cordage right then and there as i walked. you don’t even have to soak it first, though i think if you want finer/softer cordage it helps to soak, beat, and comb the fibers.
the people of the pacific northwest, where there’s so many cedars, developed really wonderful textiles out of cedar bark fiber, pounding and soaking and combing it a bit like linen. i’ve never gotten to touch any, though i’d really like to.
Many plant fibers can be used to make cordage. Here I'll demonstrate how to process different kinds of plant fibers from the inner bark of t
here’s a whole page on all the different stems and barks that can be used for cordage! how cool is that?
so, not to denigrate the skill and intelligence of ancient people, but if you already know how to hand-spin grass and hair, then spinning bark is an extremely obvious and easy thing to do as soon as you encounter the right kind of bark.
look, i work at a morgue, i get to see every day how withered and small bodies can get when someone was sick. it’s awful. do you know how bone-thin a leg can get. or how a stomach really looks beneath the ribs when it’s wasted away. the way people’s eyes and cheeks press in to their skull like they’re clinging on for dear life. they died like that, and you want to try and sell me a lie, a pill, a miracle cure that’ll make me live in that state? that’ll make my friends look like that, my family, the people i love? to see corpses in them?
this job makes me appreciate all the more bodies lived in and well-loved. please eat that second serving. please give yourself treats as much as you want. life is not long enough to suffer through it. you’ll be plenty skinny when you’re dead.
Job Interview Tip: if you come to the end of an interview and your interviewer asks if you have any questions and you don't, yes you do, your question is 'what does the timeline look like going forward'.
This demonstrates a) your interest, b) your attention to relevant detail, and c) that you're treating this like a professional whose time is valuable. It's also useful information for you, since it means you will have at least a loose sense of when to expect news about your success or failure. And unless the interviewer has already explicitly discussed it, it's always relevant.
i’ve talked about this before but the “all peasants wear filthy mud colored raggedy clothes” trope is my ENEMY. not only did the premodern proletariat like to look good and feel good as much as you do now, but before the industrial revolution made couture dirt cheap keeping your clothes looking good could very much be the difference between life and death.
in terms of cleanliness, dirty clothes harbor fleas, lice, and bacteria, which can turn a scuffed knee into a septic leg into a cause of death if you’re not careful. in terms of mending, a proverb from the period in question expresses it best: “a stitch in time saves nine.” a small tear or threadbare patch can unravel an entire garment if you don’t mend it early, and in a time when cloth production is so labor intensive and the margins of survival (for ALL classes but ESPECIALLY the working class) are so thin, the added effort of making a whole new coat when you also need to be weaving cloth for the market, mending the fishing nets, and preparing the winter blankets might be the straw that breaks your household’s back.
letting your clothes degrade sets you on a downward spiral that makes all the elements of your life riskier. across history and cultures, the people who actually dressed in filthy, ragged clothes were the generally ones who were absolutely unable to access textile fiber or to take the time to wash and mend—beggars, orphans, refugees and exiles, victims of extreme famine and drought, prisoners, the occasional exceptionally fervent religious ascetic, etc.; and by and large even members of these categories kept themselves looking as good as possible for as long as possible, because then as now the powerful looking to give charity prefer to give it to the good-looking and -smelling first
Idk who OP is but yeah