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My life is a slurry of disassocitation and psychotic word salad occasionally interrupted, by perfect and lucid insight
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It's very interesting the gendered double-edged sword of being believed about pain. People assumed to be cis men are supposed to tough out pain, repress it, tamp it down. You're not allowed to react to pain because it's a weakness. You're not that hurt, and even if you are, you cannot show it. But then people assumed to be cis women are supposedly weaker, so if you react to pain it's a sign that you're reacting to a lower threshold of pain. You're not that hurt, you're just a woman.
And it's wild because men and women both, cis and trans alike, are so convinced that they are the only ones not believed about pain, not allowed to express certain emotions.
When disability is a connected factor, then there is even greater disbelief, backlash, lack of patience. When mental health is a factor, there is an even greater assumption of low tolerance or delusion. When race is a connected factor, then suddenly Black people are meant to have a higher pain tolerance, so they are allowed to suffer more. Self-medication is expected in some areas, and forbidden in others. Access through financial means is a barrier to care.
There's so many layers to the concept of "I'm not allowed to react to my suffering" that are all true, but every time there is someone making gendered arguments of "UNLIKE MY OPPOSITE" I have to call bullshit. Cis men and women do it to each other, they do it to trans people, trans people do it to each other, and to cis people.
Everyone's pain is being ignored, no one's needs are being met, because we are participating in a hierarchical system that tries to imply inherent superiority, and if anything dampens your assumed superiority then you're weak, and if you can do anything to challenge your assumed weakness then you're a threat.
Or water fountains, public washrooms, outdoors tables, etc, etc
Notice how removing seating doesnt actually prevent people from sitting it just makes them uncomfortable and makes public spaces more hostile it doesnt actually work at controlling their behavior not till a pig comes along anyways and they'll harass a homeless person/teen whatever they're sitting on.
Btw keep in mind how this also more dramatically affects disabled people, not everyone can stand for hours at a time or feasibly sit on the floor
Thatâs a major train station in NYC btw. A place where people, are, yâknow, WAITING. For extended periods of time. Thatâs why everyone is sitting. Theyâre tired.
Last year, due to higher than ever numbers of homeless people in the metro and the "acts of incivility" that accompany large numbers of people suffering dispossession and immediate psychosocial distress, the transit company decided that it would put up these ugly-ass temporary walls to block off various parts of certain metro stations to prevent homeless people from being in them.
In particular, fairly near me, there's a park frequented by homeless people, which has a metro entrance in it. They now close that metro entrance every winter to prevent homeless people from being in it to be warm. (And this is after they rebuilt that very entrance at considerable expense some years ago to make it "safer" â i.e. with glass walls so it's easier to police.)
So, because the transit company doesn't want homeless people in its installations, now nobody can use that installation, specifically in winter when I might well want to use a metro exit closer to my destination. It would rather close that entrance to everyone rather than suffer homeless people (who, I would like to point out, are also residents of the city) to use it.
And even if it were too risky to let other people use it while it had homeless people in it? They could close the entrance to everyone else while letting homeless people be in it to keep warm. But they'd rather let this public building stay empty and closed, metres away from people shivering in the cold. It boggles my mind.
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honestly I hate âcan you pet the dog?!?â not for any of the common reasons but because it was initially interesting as a proposition of âcan you interact with the world in a way that is not within the primary mechanical loopâ and that very quickly fell away to being âwell now any indie developer making a game has to have a pet the dog button or theyâre going to get lettersâ
One of my dream projects has an NPC with a dog, and if you try to pet it, the owner tells you not to do that. If you try again, it bites you and you take damage. I want to do this entirely because I genuinely believe that this would make me feel way more grounded in the world than any âclick button to see cute animationâ would ever do, and also it would be really funny to have a game where people lose their runs because they tried to pet a dog they were told not to pet
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this is the correct way to feel about having a wasp's nest in your house.
oh fuck you were not kidding
#Two months onâ Rothney is in a co-working arrangement with the nestâ#which is now more than a metre tall and swallows an entire bookshelf of ring binders.#owns. of course they feel safe around her bc she is a queen
This post is so funny literally proving OOPâs point. Most of âtransfeministâ Tumblr canât handle how queer people described themselves in the 90âs either. Ntm that at least 50% of these are clearly transfems describing themselves, which itâs pretty fucking transmisogynistic to police the language theyâre using. The only possible issue is the use of the h-word if said person wasnât intersex but itâs the 90âs. All these people sound cool as fuck and would probably call OP a cop
the transmisogyny of......... calling yourself a womyn who was born with a penis?
we are going to continue to see people hiding behind increasingly flimsy arguments about "transmisogyny" in order to be blatantly exorsexist and misandrogynistic and use nb/gq/gnc people as a scapegoat for their frustrations and fears.
I keep seeing that one "fuck soulmates I love you on suppose" post and it rubs me the wrong way because soulmates aren't being forced to love each other, they're literally the people who would choose each other in every life time. That's a soulmate. They choose you. It's not supposed to be forced. Also, soulmates ARE poly-friendly. Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it's not there. I love you, monogamous soulmates AND poly soulmates.
Also! because someone asked me, yeah, soulmates ARE aroace-friendly, too. Y'all, this is a trope. For stories. You can do WHATEVER YOU WANT WITH IT.
Do I also think soulmates actually exist? Yes, I do, but I also think you can just make your own soulmate(s).
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hi! this is a young water buffalo! pay attention 2 the shape of its face, nose, and how big its ears are! :3
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Something I find interesting is the way he's breathing.
He's lifting his head up just enough to inhale above the water, and then exhaling it slowly under the water. This is the technique human swimmers are taught, to make sure their lungs are empty for a quicker inhale when they come back up for air so they can keep a good oxygen cycle going. When you're holding your breath, the oxygen in your blood breaks down without being replaced. At best this will make you tired faster, at worst it can put you into a state of asphyxia, trigger your gasp reflex, and possibly cause you to drown.
This water buffalo can stay underwater like this for hours just by breathing this way.
Someone: I hate incest because I was assaulted by a family member.
Me: My first girlfriend assaulted me. Does that mean I get to say I hate all lesbians?
Someone: ...
Me: Also, my uncle molested me, and I'm still incestuous.
Someone: [Blocks me]
Me: Okay, bye.
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Sometimes, I feel like my life is an after-school special. Like, someone will be like, "is [totally harmless thing] okay?" And then suddenly I'm a teacher, telling everyone why this thing is totally fine, but I'm saying it in an exasperated tone. Call my Mistress Incest
There's this one specific interaction on reddit that I wouldn't call "infamous" but I also know that everyone who knows it knows it by the punchline, so in order to not ruin it for the ones who haven't, I'm just going to talk all of you through it as I'm saying this.
The beauty of it is that you could place that exact same dialogue into any time and place in human history and it would make just as much sense, you could have it as a conversation between sailors in a 1600s ship, a group of bronze-age warriors cleaning their weapons, stone age hunters walking home from a hunt, or a bunch of 21st century redditors on the internet, and it would hit just as splendidly.
There was this conversation about if you could have sex with any specific person from any time through human history, which one would you choose? Famous legendary lovers were brought up, queens, emperors and such were popular, might as well fuck Rasputin just to see what the hype was all about, the kind of answers one would expect.
Then some guy said he would choose his own late wife. He went on to talk about how brutal it is, that you might find the love of your life, but there's no promise that this life couldn't be suddenly cut short. That his body aches for hers and how there isn't much he wouldn't do for one more opportunity to make love to her one last time.
Now, I'd like you to imagine a pause in the conversation. A solemn, contemplative moment of silence, with several of the people present nodding in agreement that this is indeed the finest answer - it wasn't a competition, but there's no doing better than that.
And then someone breaks this solemn silence and says:
"I also choose this guy's dead wife."
For the sake of letting the full story be known: you have to imagine that after another moment of horrified silence, Dead Wife giy bursts out laughing and says, with a bittersweet smile "yeah, that was her sense of humor..."
Oh fuck that's right I neglected the most important part of this.