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Ray Bradburyâs short story âThere Will Come Soft Rainsâ that was written in 1950 is set on the day of August 4th, 2026 (tomorrow)!! Nowâs your chance to read it around the time itâs based in!
Audio: A recording of Leonard Nimoy reading it on Internet Archive.
Text: A PDF version.
Graphic Novel: On Internet Archive.
I wish general society acknowledged that "boy moms" are often incredibly abusive. They are controlling and manipulative and they often isolate their sons (and daughters, boy moms are deeply misogynistic) from other family members, friends, and especially romantic partners. There is a reason why so many men who grew up with "boy moms" struggle to stand up to their mothers even as adults with partners and children of their own; it's because years and decades of emotional abuse and manipulation make it extremely difficult to both stand up to your abuser AND to even recognize it as abuse in the first place, especially when your abuser has spent your entire life telling you that they're the only person on your side and everyone is out to get her.
This isn't a justification for the way that these men treat their own partners and children and put them below their moms, but I really think we need to talk about this like the abuse it is and recognize that it's extremely difficult to move past abuse and trauma when you don't even have those words to explain your experiences.
(Do NOT tag this as narcissistic abuse; linking abuse with disorders instead of behaviors is ableist and makes it incredibly difficult for people to get mental health care and talk about their experiences with their illnesses. Most abusers don't have NPD and most people with NPD are totally fine and wonderful friends, partners, and parents.)
"Why do so many men put up with their moms manipulating them/pushing aside their partners/taking over their weddings/etc?"
The same reason why so many adults brush off their dad beating them as kids. The same reason why so many women don't bat an eye at how controlling their boyfriends and husbands are. Because that abuse is normal to them and it is painful and difficult to recognize how awful it really is, especially when the abuse is coming from someone that you love and don't want to hurt.
I know that "what if the genders were reversed?" isn't always a useful framework, and I know that fathers being sexually controlling of their daughters is all too normalized, but that said, I think if fathers went around talking about how they don't like their sons but they like their daughters more because daughters are their "little girlfriends" and being distraught that their toddler daughter might grow up and love another man instead of being his girlfriend forever, people might be more likely to recognize this emotional and borderline sexual abuse.
My memory of The Birdcage (1996) is always that it's more dated and more difficult to watch than it actually is. You hear "drag-themed comedy from the 90s based on a musical from the 80s based on a play from the 70s" and you brace yourself just a little, right? But the film has a strong gay perspective, so the fruity fag jokes mostly come off as warmly affectionate. There is a surprising amount of poignancy in Robin Williams' portrayal of Armand, grudgingly agreeing to his beloved son's request that he go back into the closet for an evening ("do me a favor and don't talk to me for a while"). The drag club's staff attempting to redecorate the apartment with stuff straight people might like (a taxidermy moose head, an enormous crucifix, and Playboy magazine) is extremely funny. Albert's histrionics are a point of tension because he does often come off as a stereotypically pathetic/comic figure, but towards the end of the movie he makes it very clear that he's aware of how people see him, and asserts that trying to copy a stoic masculinity he doesn't possess for the sake of social approval would be more pathetic. In the 1983 musical adaptation, they give "Albert" (Albin) the only good song in the whole show, "I Am What I Am", which Gloria Gaynor covered to the delight of gays everywhere. Apparently Nathan Lane wasn't (publicly) out yet in 1996, which is amazing because it means that at one point in this movie you're watching a gay man playing a straight man playing a gay man playing a straight man, in a movie about how it's important to be yourself, an absurdity that does seem to encapsulate the state of gay America in the 90s.
I'm seeing a couple of posts circulating about the gay 90s and this movie. The above is a very good summary, and I think it's worth adding a few other points.
This movie got made because Robin Williams said yes to it (and it's important that Gene Hackman did as well). Williams in the 90s was a mega-star of a type that's not present in the current media environment (maybe Tom Cruise, but I personally think that's echo from his salad days). Even his flops made money on the back end in the video rental market, which also doesn't exist anymore (streaming is different). Hackman was on the other side of his A-list career but still Hollywood nobility if not full royalty.
Playing gay was considered career suicide in the 90s. There had been a number of actors who put lie to that belief stretching back decades, but this was Williams and Hackman (yes, being on screen next to a gay character was enough to get you blacklisted) saying "screw that" and doing it anyway.
Being gay and out was career suicide in the 90s.
Nathan Lane had a really nice gig going for himself. The Lion King put him into the Disney rep company with people like Williams, Bette Midler, and Whoopie Goldberg (check their IMBD list from the 90s--they were making bank at Disney).
Lane didn't come out until several years later (nice summary: https://deadline.com/2024/06/nathan-lane-robin-williams-advice-coming-out-birdcage-1235975010/).
I don't want to imply that this was a Sorkinized moment where everything changed because of one thing, but this was a very important movie that caused real movement in the needle on queer acceptance.
It also proved that there was a market for films with gay characters, which had the knock-on effect of gay filmmakers being able to find distributors of their gay-themed films. Which meant that more people than ever (queer and non-queer) got to see representation on-screen.
I would like to see more people talk about how jobs treat disabled employees.
I used to prep, wash dishes, and cook at mellow mushroom. I had chronic pain that wasn't NEARLY as bad as it is today, but it was still very debilitating. I told my employer "i cannot stand more than 4 to 6 hours. I CANNOT do shifts longer than this due to my illness." And even though i made my boundaries VERY clear, everyday i worked it was 8 hours at the least and 10 or 12 at the most. I would go up to my manager and say "look i really need to leave, my shift is over, my chronic pain is killing me." And he'd say "we really need to here, you HAVE to push through." And so i did, and after one, ONE month of that job my crps got incredibly worse to the point where i could no longer walk my dog around the block which was .5 miles. I quit, and that was FOUR years ago, and ever since that day I HAVE BEEN BEDRIDDEN AND HAVE TO USE A WHEELCHAIR. It is my biggest regret in life.
My best friend who has seen my whole journey has recently developed undiagnosed chronic pain, and she is in the EXACT same scenario i was 4 years ago. Busting her ass at a pizza place with extreme pain that hurts her so much she tells me "im in so much pain i don't even feel like a person." She doesn't feel LUCID. And her manager and coworkers are saying the same thing "if you don't help us you will let us down, we'll be in the shit."
That job thats hurting you isn't fucking worth it. I promise you no money is worth losing all your physical abilities and never getting them back. Your coworkers and boss do not give a shit about you, so don't you dare suffer for them. They will never understand your struggle and they will never try. They truly think being understaffed is worse than whatever pain you experience. They would rather you permanently damage yourself than inconvenience them. FUCK THEM. DON'T FUCKING DO IT!
I see people outing their shitty companies they worked at in the reblogs and I just want to say KEEP DOING IT
Made a new poster! :)
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in the past i've described my experience of being an ace with a sex drive as being hungry with no appetite, but actually my experience is more like being hungry and never going out to eat because i always have all the tools and ingredients to make exactly what i want, exactly how i want it, at home. i don't want other people in my kitchen and i certainly don't want to be in anyone else's kitchen. love reading about fictional kitchens, though.
like to charge, reblog to cast.
Yet another new study debunked the basis for the anti-trans sports bans. It was never about sports but for creating legal avenues for exclusion and abjection. This is one of the largest analyses ever conducted, involving 52 studies and 6,485 trans people. Read the study here.
post so nice had to reblog it twice and force it down everyone's throats
At minimum about 4.5 thousand people liked this without reblogging it.
We gotta fix that.
Always bear in mind that there is absolutely no legitimate evidence that Luigi was actually the one who killed the insurance company guy.
Of course he wasn't. He was at a party with me that day.
No but like literally, actually. All bits aside.
He didn't do it.
The cops very clearly planted evidence on him because they had to make an arrest because all eyes were on them and whoever actually did the deed was making them look stupid.
Why would the real killer hero have kept the weapon on his person and traveled two states over while carrying it and a manifesto in his bag, conveniently turning the crime into a federal matter? The same guy whose bag they found in a park, filled with monopoly money? Why did the police turn off their bodycams, take Luigi's stuff, drive a block away, turn their bodycams back on, go back into the restaurant, and then arrest him?
From the moment of his arrest, even left-of-center media has been presuming his guilt without examining anything (e.g. calling him "the killer" instead of "alleged" or "accused") and then when I say he didn't do it, the nearest person chimes in with some quip that tells me they think he did do it but should go free anyway. Don't get me wrong, I would have the same attitude if he had done it. But he didn't. It makes me feel like the only sane person in the world, even among my staunchly leftist friends.
It's called bodily autonomy, you douchebags, fucking let old people do what they want. I hope she died with her back blown out and absolutely blasted on her substance of choice.
Yeah, bodily autonomy and the dignity of risk and the fucking fact that if you're dying anyway, there's no benefit whatsoever to wasting your last hours of earthly existence in the bland beige walls of a nursing home or hospital and it should not only be allowed but offered as a service to bring the dead or dying (or not dying yet) person out into the world to enjoy those parts of it that aren't allowed inside the bland beige walls of a nursing home or hospital.
Let them be taken outside. Let them be taken home. Let them be taken to their favorite places. Let them use their substances of choice. Let them see their pets. Let them do really inadvisable bucket list items. Let them risk precipitating their deaths. Let them go out on their own terms, and also let them hang out on their own terms in the meantime.
Also, deschedule ALL drugs for people on hospice. "You can't do that, you might die" "I have some news for you about the existing situation." I mean come on.
(Minnesota recently passed a "happy hour" law allowing nursing home patients to drink alcohol. It's a good first step.)
are you âadaptableâ or are you just willing to subject yourself to existing in low key background-level ambient misery
these are different things btw. actual adaptability means not dealing with being miserable long term. and being constantly mildly annoyed/frustrated with a situation but being âable to deal with itâ counts as ambient misery. btw.
let this be your sign to make your life just a little more livable. get a dollar store trash can for your bedside so Cup Cityâs invasion plans fall through. block a tag or post that makes you grind your teeth every time you see it. get some grip pads so your bed stops sliding across the hardwood a little bit every time you get in it. tell that person you need a little more support. if you get annoyed at a situation more than a couple times, change it. donât be content with being miserable.
and the more that you start doing this, the better you will get at detecting your own feelings and advocating for yourself! This is an important start to being more of a person in the world if you struggle with that
management pulled me aside today and I was like damn what did I do this time. And they had asked me about this conflict I had with this guy who wouldnât take âno the post office is mostly closed on Sundays. We canât help you. You have to come again Mondayâ for an answer. I was talking about it nonchalantly and one of my managers goes âthat was trespassing and harassment of federal workersâ. I was like damn wait yeah...usps does not fuck around with that. I literally would have never even thought to report it but my older coworker did.
TLDR
Me, unbothered : explains a situation that the average customer service employee would have to deal with daily
Post office management: Yeah so that was a crime
Me:
Was just informed by my mom that I do in fact have ADHD and the reason I thought I didnât was because ever since I was seven whenever I got super energetic my mom would have me go chop wood so now when Iâm feeling The ADHD I go chop wood and I thought it was just some sort of routine I started when I was little and wanted to blow off steam
Iâd also like to point out that my sister has a really hard time staying present (I canât remember the term because weâve always called it Tethered at my house) and whenever sheâs feeling Untethered my mom has her knead bread and make syrup because theyâre repetitive and easy things to do that ground her
Now that Iâm thinking about it- my brother has days where he doesnât talk and doesnât eat unless heâs prompted, and on those days my mom sits him down in the fish pond in the backyard and plays Mozart and because heâs so used to that being his wake up he always comes back in after like an hour rambling about random things
Oh yeah and when it rains my mom has a required hour where we all have to go outside and run around and whoever finds the most worms for the garden wins and then we go inside and my mom makes us tea and we watch Studio Ghibli movies
Wait!!! When one of us has a bad day at school we make a fire in the backyard and roast homemade sausages and my mom tells us stories until we laugh and then she tucks is in bed like weâre five again and sings us songs
Uh.... wait guys is my mom a witch raising a bunch of fae kids hold on-
âI didnât know I had adhd because my mom gave me such an effective coping mechanismâ is such a high bar to clear and she soared over it like a space-plane.
So Iâve been asked this a few times in response to my posts about not turning âIâm a terrible personâ spirals into the focus when youâve hurt someone, and I wanted to talk about it a bit more because itâs a really fair question.
What are we actually supposed to do with those feelings?
Because just pushing them down doesnât feel good, and it can make things worse long-term.
And youâre right. Those feelings are real. They donât need to be ignored or dismissed.
But they do need to be handled in the right space.
When someone is coming to you and saying you hurt them, that moment needs to stay about them. If we shift into âIâm awful, I ruin everything, you shouldnât even be friends with me,â it can unintentionally take the focus off their feelings and put them in a position where they feel like they have to comfort us instead. It can make them anxious to come to us in the future with problems and that could cause long term damage to our relationships and have resentment build.
That doesnât mean youâre not allowed to feel that way. It just means that moment isnât where those feelings get processed.
Think of it less like âshove it down foreverâ and more like âhold it for a minute.â
You can acknowledge it internally. You can notice it. You can even tell yourself, âIâm feeling a lot of shame right now.â
But you donât have to act on it right away.
This is where self-soothing comes in. Grounding, stepping away for a moment, writing it out, reminding yourself that doing something hurtful doesnât mean you are a terrible person.
Then later, when things have settled, you can come back to those feelings and process them in a healthier way.
And that can include asking for reassurance if youâre really struggling. Just in a way that doesnât put the other person in a position where they have to take care of you while theyâre still hurt. (And Iâd like to reiterate that this should not be in the moment theyâve expressed the hurt.)
For example, that can look like:
âHey, Iâve been sitting with what happened earlier, and Iâm feeling a lot of shame around it. Iâm worried Iâm a bad person. Iâm not asking you to fix it, but if you have the capacity, some reassurance would really help.â
Or even something like:
âIâm still taking responsibility for what happened, but my brain is being really loud about me being a terrible person. If youâre up for it, could you remind me that Iâm not?â
That way, youâre being honest about your feelings without making them responsible for regulating you in the moment they were hurt.
So itâs not about ignoring your feelings. Itâs about timing and how theyâre expressed.
Both things can exist at the same time. You can take accountability for hurting someone and still care for yourself. It doesnât need to be one or the other.
Not to be rhe ten millionth person to say âUSAmerican President Donald Trump Is An Incoherent Public Speaker Whose Train Of Thought Can Be Best Described As Scat Jazzâ but I just remembered that when he talks at international events it is several dozen peopleâs job to translate what heâs saying and what he intends to say to world leaders in real time
And I desperately wish to hear how they do it
If anyone reading this isnât fluent enough in English to understand the sentences that man says, please know that he has essentially mixed a number of adjectives and topics together in a hat and is pulling them out at random like a horrible childrenâs game
Like that waxy jaundiced bitch will straight up be like âJ'Ă©tais sur internet l'autre jour â internet, la plus grande invention amĂ©ricaine. Et la Chine a âinternet aussi. Pas un bon internet, pas comme le mien, j'ai un internet formidable. Les gens me disent : « Donald, ton internet est gĂ©nial ! » On adore l'internet de Donald. Mais la Chine⊠Chine, Chine, Chine⊠Vous savez qu'ils mangent des oiseaux ? C'est terrible. J'adore les oiseaux. La Chine mange des oiseaux. Pas comme nous. Pas comme mes oiseaux. Mais vous savez, c'est comme ça, et c'est terrible. Mais voilĂ ce que je vais faire : je vais sauver les oiseaux. Je vais sauver internet et sauver les oiseaux. Tous ces magnifiques oiseaux. Pour l'AmĂ©rique. Et la Chine va nous dĂ©tester pour ça. Ils vont nous dĂ©tester parce qu'on est les meilleurs sur oiseauxâ. And people will lose their minds
International translators have had this problem for A While - if they *don't* clean up what he says to sound coherent, they look like they're doing a bad job.
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oh my god
There was a scandal in Poland because one translator decided to translate him accurately, tone, vocabulary level and word salad tangents and all. Polish conservatives who don't speak English and previously only heard smoothed out translations that sounded coherent and used big words were up in arms about how the translator was "inserting her political agenda", "mocking him", "exaggerating", "purposefully trying to make him look bad" and "incredibly unprofessional". I listened to the translation in question. It was literally just accurate.
5. Sensitive and Controversial Language Trumpâs speeches occasionally contain misogynistic, sexist, or inflammatory language. Japanese interpreter Tsuruta, for example, faced challenges when translating sexualized remarks, ultimately opting for standard terminology to maintain professionalism. Similarly, Chinese translator Kumiko Torikai found certain lewd expressions ethically challenging, ultimately leading to her retirement. Navigating these situations requires skillful balancing of accuracy, professionalism, and cultural sensitivity, ensuring that the translation is appropriate without distorting the original intent.
I don't know why the authors of PoliLingua act as if Trump's verbal misogyny and racism wasn't very much part of his "original intent".
it only now dawns on me that millions of people on this planet think Trump is way smarter than he is because translators have neglected to relate his violent speech accurately out of misunderstood politeness. Make the ape sound like a ape
Reblog the 500,000 dollar written check from Seto Kaiba and money will come your way.
idk if this pic is making the rounds on tumblr yet but its so cute look!!
Obsessed with this tag
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This is trans joy!!!
