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Link's out here getting Tony Hawked...
âBirds are fed by their parents in their infancy. When the time comes to feed themselves, there can be some confusion when the food does not go into their mouth by itself.â
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hey you guys my friend just told me i have a stain on my shirt (embarrassing) and hes put his finger on the shirt to indicate where it is. Im gonna look down so i can asses the stain situation
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i just want to be a cat in late spring. because then i could just sit in the sun and blink slowly and maybe chase a bug. i think thatâs what we all want
Did you know that after they switched to blind auditions, major symphony orchestras hired women between 30% to 55% more? Before bringing in âblind auditionsâ with a screen to conceal the the candidate, women in the top 5 major orchestras made up less than 5% of the musicians performing.
so I believe it was actually more complicated than that, in interesting ways. Because at first, when they did blind auditions, they were STILL hiring more men.
âŚThen they put down a carpet, so that high heels didnât clack on the floor, and BOOM women were suddenly getting hired.
The testers didnât even know thatâs what they were picking up on, which just goes to show how tiny of a cue it takes for misogyny to kick in.
The case of blind auditions for orchestras and how it dramatically changed the gender makeup of orchestras is a very illuminating example of gender bias, and an interesting possible way of countering it.
You can be sexist without knowing it. You can be racist without knowing it. This is not a moral failing; it is a moral imperative to remember that you are fallible, and take steps to limit the damage your squishy ape brainâs foibles can cause.
So what Iâve learned from the past couple months of being really loud about being a bi woman on Tumblr is: A lot of young/new LGBT+ people on this site do not understand that some of the stuff theyâre saying comes across to other LGBT+ people as offensive, aggressive, or threatening. And when they actually find out the history and context, a lot of them go, âOh my god, Iâm so sorry, I never meant to say that.â
Like, âqueer is a slurâ: I get the impression that people saying this are like⌠oh, how I might react if I heard someone refer to all gay men as âf*gsâ. Like, âOh wow, thatâs a super loaded word with a bunch of negative freight behind it, are you really sure you want to put that word on people who are still very raw and would be alarmed, upset, or offended if they heard you call them it, no matter what you intended?â
So theyâre really surprised when self-described queers respond with a LOT of hostility to what feels like a well-intentioned reminder that some people might not like it.Â
Thatâs because thereâs a history of âpolitical lesbiansâ, like Sheila Jeffreys, who believe that no matter their sexual orientation, women should cut off all social contact with men, who are fundamentally evil, and only date the âcorrectâ sex, which is other women. Political lesbians claim that relationships between women, especially ones that donât contain lust, are fundamentally pure, good, and unproblematic. They therefore regard most of the LGBT community with deep suspicion, because its members are either way too into sex, into the wrong kind of sex, into sex with men, are men themselves, or somehow challenge the very definitions of sex and gender.Â
When âqueer theoryâ arrived in the 1980s and 1990s as an organized attempt by many diverse LGBT+ people in academia to sit down and talk about the social oppressions they face, political lesbians like Jeffreys attacked it harshly, publishing articles like âThe Queer Disappearance of Lesbiansâ, arguing that because queer theory said it was okay to be a man or stop being a man or want to have sex with a man, it was fundamentally evil and destructive. And this attitude has echoed through the years; many LGBT+ people have experience being harshly criticized by radical feminists because being anything but a cis âgold star lesbianâ (another phrase that gives me war flashbacks) was considered patriarchal, oppressive, and basically evil.
And when those arguments happened, âqueerâ was a good umbrella to shelter under, even when people didnât know the intricacies of academic queer theory; people who identified as âqueerâ were more likely to be accepting and understanding, and âqueerâ was often the only label or community bisexual and nonbinary people didnât get chased out of. If someone didnât disagree that people got to call themselves queer, but didnât want to be called queer themselves, they could just say âI donât like being called queerâ and that was that. Being âqueerâ was to being LGBT as being a âfeministâ was to being a woman; it was opt-in.
But this history isnât evident when these interactions happen. We donât sit down and say, âOkay, so forty years ago there was this woman named Sheila, andâŚâ Instead we queers go POP! like pufferfish, instantly on the defensive, a red haze descending over our vision, and bellow, âDO NOT TELL ME WHAT WORDS I CANNOT USE,â because we cannot find a way to say, âThis word is so vital and precious to me, I wouldnât be alive in the same way if I lost it.â And then the people who just pointed out that this word has a history, JEEZ, way to overreact, go away very confused and off-put, because they were just trying to say.
But Iâve found that once this is explained, a lot of people go, âOh wow, okay, I did NOT mean to insinuate that, I didnât realize that I was also saying something with a lot of painful freight to it.â
And that? That gives me hope for the future.
Similarily:Â âDyke/butch/femme are lesbian words, bisexual/pansexual women shouldnât use them.â
When I speak to them, lesbians who say this seem to be under the impression that bisexuals must have our own history and culture and words that are all perfectly nice, so why canât we just use those without poaching someone elseâs?
And often, theyâre really shocked when I tell them: We donât. We canât. Iâd love to; itâs not possible.
âLesbianâ used to be a word that simply meant a woman who loved other women. And until feminism, very, very few women had the economic freedom to choose to live entirely away from men. Lesbian bars that began in the 1930s didnât interrogate you about your history at the door; many of the women who went there seeking romantic or sexual relationships with other women were married to men at the time. When The Daughters of Bilitis formed in 1955 to work for the civil and political wellbeing of lesbians, the majority of its members were closeted, married women, and for those women, leaving their husbands and committing to lesbian partners was a risky and arduous process the organization helped them with. Women were admitted whether or not theyâd at one point truly loved or desired their husbands or other menâthe important thing was that they loved women and wanted to explore that desire.
Lesbian groups turned against bisexual and pansexual women as a class in the 1970s and 80s, when radical feminists began to teach that to escape the Patriarchyâs evil influence, women needed to cut themselves off from men entirely. Having relationships with men was âsleeping with the enemyâ and colluding with oppression. Many lesbian radical feminists viewed, and still view, bisexuality as a fundamentally disordered condition that makes bisexuals unstable, abusive, anti-feminist, and untrustworthy.
(This despite the fact that radical feminists and political lesbians are actually a small fraction of lesbians and wlw, and lesbians do tend, overall, to have positive attitudes towards bisexuals.)
That process of expelling bi women from lesbian groups with immense prejudice continues to this day and leaves scars on a lot of bi/pan people. A lot of bisexuals, myself included, have an experience of âdouble discriminationâ; we are made to feel unwelcome or invisible both in straight society, and in LGBT spaces. And part of this is because attempts to build a bisexual/pansexual community identity have met with strong resistance from gays and lesbians, so we have far fewer books, resources, histories, icons, organizations, events, and resources than gays and lesbians do, despite numerically outnumbering them..
So every time I hear that phrase, itâs another painful reminder for me of all the experiences Iâve had being rejected by the lesbian community. But bisexual experiences donât get talked about or signalboosted much,so a lot of young/new lesbians literally havenât learned this aspect of LGBT+ history.
And once Iâve explained it, Iâve had a heartening number of lesbians go, âThatâs not what I wanted to happen, so Iâm going to stop saying that.â
This is good information for people who carry on with the âqueer is a slurâ rhetoric and donât comprehend the push back.
ive been saying for years that around 10 years ago on tumblr, it was only radfems who were pushing the queer as slur rhetoric, and everyone who was trans or bi or allies to them would push back - radfems openly admitted that the reason they disliked the term âqueerâ was because it lumped them in with trans people and bi women. over the years, the queer is a slur rhetoric spread in large part due to that influence, but radfems were more covert about their reasons - and now itâs a much more prevalent belief on tumblr - more so than on any queer space iâve been in online or offline - memory online is very short-term unfortunately bc now i see a lot of ppl, some of them bi or trans themselves, who make this argument and vehemently deny this history butâŚyep
Or asexuality, which has been a concept in discussions on sexuality since 1869. Initially grouped slightly to the left, as in the categories were âheterosexualâ, âhomosexualâ, and âmonosexualâ (which is used differently now, but then described what we would call asexuality). Later was quite happily folded in as a category of queerness by Magnus Hirschfeld and Emma Trosse in the 1890s, as an orientation that was not heterosexuality and thus part of the community.
Another good source here, also talking about aromanticism as well. Aspec people have been included in queer studies as long as queer studies have existed.
Also, just in my own experiences, the backlash against âqueerâ is still really recent. When I was first working out my orientation at thirteen in 2000, there was absolutely zero issue with the term. I hung out on queer sites, looked for queer media, and was intrigued by queer studies. There were literally sections of bookstores in Glebe and Newtown labelled âQueerâ. It was just⌠there, and so were we!
So it blows my mind when there are these fifteen-year-olds earnestly telling me - someone whoâs called themself queer longer than theyâve been alive - that âque*r is a slur.â Unfortunately, I have got reactive/defensive for the same reasons OP has mentioned. I will absolutely work on biting down my initial defensiveness and trying to explain - in good faith - the history of the word, and how itâs been misappropriated and tarnished by exclusionists.
Worth noting here is a sneaky new front Iâve seen radfems start using:
Yeah, okay, maybe older LGBTs use queer and fag and dykeâŚbut theyâre cringey, and you donât want to be cringe, do you?
Iâm not even joking. They strip the loud-and-proud aspects of our history out of all context, remove every bit of blood, sweat, and tears the queer community poured into things like anti-discrimination laws and AIDS research funding, and use those screams of rebellion to say weâre weird, and you wouldnât want to be WEIRD.
Stop and think about that for a minute.
Yeah. They are not the arbiters of our community and they never were, and itâs important to not give them the time of day.
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It is really important to me that all of you learn about Al Bean, astronaut on Apollo 12 and the fourth man to walk on the moon, who after 20 years in the US Navy and 18 years with NASA during which he spent 69 days in space and more than 10 hours doing EVAs on the moon , retired to become a painter.
He is my favorite astronaut for any number of reasons, but heâs also one of my favorite visual artists.
Like, look at this stuff????
Itâs all so expressive and textured and colorful! He literally painted his own experience on the moon! And that's just really fucking cool to me!
Just look at this! This is one of my absolute favorite emotions of all time. Is Anyone Out There? is like the ultimate reaction image. Any time I have an existential crisis, this is how I picture myself.
And then there's this one:
The Fantasy
For all of the six Apollo missions to land on the moon, there was no spare time. Every second of their time on the surface was budgeted to perfection: sleeping, eating, putting on the suits, entering and exiting the LEM, rock collection, setting up longterm experiments to transmit data back to Earth, everything. These timetables usually got screwed over by something, but for the most part the astronauts stuck to them.
The crew of Apollo 12 (Pete Conrad, Al Bean, and Dick Gordon) had other plans. Conrad and Bean had snuck a small camera with a timer into the LEM to take a couple pictures together on the moon throughout the mission. They had hidden the key for the timer in one of the rock collection bags, with the idea being to grab the key soon after landing, take some fun photos here and there, and then sneak the camera back to Earth to develop them. They had practiced where they would hide the key and how to get it out from under the collected rocks back on Earth dozens of times.
But when they got to the moon, the key was nowhere to be found. Al Bean spent precious time digging through the collection bags before he called it off. The camera had been pushing their luck anyways, he couldn't afford to spend anymore time not on the mission objectives. Conrad and Bean continued the mission as per the NASA plan while Dick Gordon orbited overhead.
Fast forward to the very end of the mission. Bean and Conrad are doing last checks of the LEM before they enter for the last time and depart from the moon. As Bean is stowing one of the collection bags, the camera key falls out. The unofficially planned photo time has come and gone, and he tosses the key over his shoulder to rest forever on the surface of the moon.
This painting, The Fantasy, is that moment. There have never been three people on the moon at the same time, there was never an unofficial photo shoot on the moon, this picture could never have happened.
"The most experienced astronaut was designated commander, in charge of all aspects of the mission, including flying the lunar module. Prudent thinking suggested that the next-most-experienced crew member be assigned to take care of the command module, since it was our only way back home. Pete had flown two Gemini flights, the second with Dick as his crewmate. This left the least experienced - me - to accompany the commander on the lunar surface.
"I was the rookie. I had not flown at all; yet I got the prize assignment. But not once during the three years of training which preceded our mission did Dick say that it wasn't fair and that he wished he could walk on the moon, too. I do not have his unwavering discipline or strength of character.
"We often fantasized about Dick's joining us on the moon but we never found a way. In my paintings, though, I can have it my way. Now, at last, our best friend has come the last sixty miles." - Al Bean, about The Fantasy.
Thereâs also Alexei Leonov, writer and artist and first person to conduct a spacewalk!
This is his art.
You can't forget this, the first art made in space.
March 1965, Alexei Leonov made this drawing only moments after narrowly surviving the very first space walk.
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Absolutely insane take, if cats are invasive to Europe all land life is invasive to land.
The domestic cat is descended from the the African wildcat (Felis lybica) and was first domesticated in the Middle East. As a domesticated animal, they have no niche in the wild anymore. Free roaming and feral cats, by definition, are classified as invasive and non-native and are responsible for declining wildlife population and at least 33 extinctions (x)
Wild European cats is a real wild species, they have a niche in the wild and live in some middle European forests (in northern France and Germany for a fact ). This wild cat is protected by law because it is decreasing. They have a shorter and fluffier tail than a domesticated cat and they are fluffy as hell , especially in winter ! I'm not saying that domesticated cats aren't a problem for wildlife and especially birds, they are . But they've also been used for centuries in Europe to fight against rodents and stuff .
The European wildcat (Felis silvestris) is not the same as free-roaming or feral domesticated cats, because these predators are native and occupy a niche. Domestic cats are also one of the strongest factor for their extinction due to hybridization, disease, and loss of usual prey (x). Domestic cats are additionally pretty bad pest control compared to other predators like snakes and raptors (x)
Wow thereâs some fucking bullshit going on in the replies here. Moderate your fucking spaces on the internet, kick racists and other bad actors to the kerb or you risk losing everyone else. This guy has the right of it (scroll up to top).
Quit thinking you need to be fair to unfair voices
For anyone who canât/wonât read that twitter thread, itâs by Michael B. Tager (@IamRageSparkle) and it says:Â
I was at a shitty crustpunk bar once getting an after-work beer. One of those shitholes where the bartenders clearly hate you. So the bartender and I were ignoring one another when someone sits next to me and he immediately says, âno. get out.â
And the dude next to me says, âhey iâm not doing anything, iâm a paying customer.â and the bartender reaches under the counter for a bat or something and says, âout. now.â and the dude leaves, kind of yelling. And he was dressed in a punk uniform, I noticed
Anyway, I asked what that was about and the bartender was like, âyou didnât see his vest but it was all nazi shit. Iron crosses and stuff. You get to recognize them.â And i was like, ohok and he continues.
âyou have to nip it in the bud immediately. These guys come in and itâs always a nice, polite one. And you serve them because you donât want to cause a scene. And then they become a regular and after awhile they bring a friend. And that dude is cool too.
And then THEY bring friends and the friends bring friends and they stop being cool and then you realize, oh shit, this is a Nazi bar now. And itâs too late because theyâre entrenched and if you try to kick them out, they cause a PROBLEM. So you have to shut them down.
And i was like, âoh damn.â and he said âyeah, you have to ignore their reasonable arguments because their end goal is to be terrible, awful people.â And then he went back to ignoring me. But I havenât forgotten that at all.
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Tolerance is not a moral absolute; it is a peace treaty And peace treaties are not unilateral. They have obligations running in both directions.
You are not bound to tolerate people who have a stated intent to not tolerate you. Nor should you tolerate people who have a stated intent to not tolerate people who are tolerating you.
Thank you for sharing this everyone, for image IDing and all of it, thank you.
Watching Spirited Away as a kid, you think "wow what the fuck was that", and figure that while it doesn't make any sense, it's a movie all about atmosphere and vibes, it doesn't have to have a coherent plot and morals. I'm still pretty sure that a lot of the exact details of what specifically is going on in the story itself was just lost in translation and would make perfect sense with context clues that someone more familiar with japanese culture and folklore would have picked up on the first watch, but as an adult, it does have a lot of clear, distinct lessons written into it.
Your parents aren't infallible, and sometimes they can also make mistakes and not only can't help you, but can't help themselves.
When that happens, you gotta step up and look after yourself.
But that doesn't mean you have to do it all alone - every once in a while a passing stranger may help you out for nothing in return, and in return you should sometimes help out strangers just because you could, without gaining or losing anything yourself.
This is how you make friends. Being independent doesn't mean that you do everything yourself, you can crowdsource being helped by having people who help you out, and also helping them however you can, whenever you can, in return.
You don't always have to know exactly what your plan is, the clear and solid plans you made might just get washed away by an unexpected rain. Sit down, eat something, have a cry about it if you need to, and enjoy the vibes.
Love isn't always "happily ever after" and "till death do us part". A brief but intense summer romance with a boy who doesn't have his shit together can still be a true and significant experience that played a role in defining who you're becoming as a person, without being a permanent fixture in your life. It was true, it was real, but you still need to go and never look back. Sometimes things that are forever are only things that remain forever in your heart. Neither you nor that boy had your shit together back then.
Having your first job in the hospitality industry makes you grow up real fucking fast.
The British Empire is collapsing before our eyes in real time <3
Critical support to Charles in his efforts to destroy the empire :) /s
Dethrone all kings
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fun fact there were at least two people named lancelot recorded in the 1292 paris census so I think we know what the 13th century equivalent of naming your kid sasuke was
other names that sound normal now but are actually From Pop Culture- meaning they were used for fictional characters before they became real-people names -include:
- Mavis (from the book The Sorrows of Satan, 1895)
- Pamela (from the book The Countess of Pembrokeâs Arcadia, late 16th century, but popularized by the 1740 novel Pamela)
- Imogen (from Shakespeareâs play Cymbeline, c. 1611. possibly a typesetting error on the earlier name Innogen)
- Enola (from the book Enola, or Her Fatal Mistake, 1886)
- Vanessa (from the poem Cadenus and Vanessa, 1812)
- Cedric (from the book Ivanhoe, 1819. transposition of letters from the earlier Saxon name Cerdic)
- Dorian (from the book The Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891. similar masculine names had previously existed, like Dorus, Doros, and Dorios, but Wilde is believed to have coined this specific usage)
- Jessica (from Shakespeareâs play The Merchant of Venice, c. 1596-7. Possibly an Anglicization- Italianization? -of the Hebrew name Yiskah, since the character is Jewish)
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!
[ID: A screenshot from Fantasy Name Generators of orange and white text against a dark blue background that reads:
Thank you, Meltycure & Co.
I just saw your posted (May 6th) after a few people pointed me to your Tumblr post praising my work and I. Your words are really kind and made my day. All the thousands upon thousands of people who liked, reblogged, and added notes are part of this too. I wish I could name you all by name as well, but thereâs so many of you all I can do is let you know Iâve seen the post and loved it.
Love,
- Emily. End ID]