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did you guys know that imagining something = as good as having it
it's actually better than having it because you dont have to have it
TRUE.
I wish I took a better pic of this writing in a bar bathroom in toronto bc I think of it so often. Be So Completely Yourself That No One Is Attracted To You Or Wants To Employ You
@elodieunderglass - This made me think of you.
Thank you so much for this
[Image description: a newspaper article titled "I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake", byline By A Horse with a small circular portrait of a dapple grey horse's face on a green background. Article reads as follows; italics from article indicated with forward slash.]
Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food.
I am thinking I would like to try cake.
Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape.
Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy.
Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All day I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much.
I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on."
Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and puff my nose at it like /hrrrfff/ to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to know it with my face. Then I will lick the colorful top part and touch it with my lips. Finally, I will bite the cake and have the taste of its inner softness. I will chew and say /prrt prrt/ because I am happy, and everybody will clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other.
I cannot think of a more glad time. So, please, give me cake.
Of the eight tastes I know about, I think cake probably tastes most like medicine and mud. I'm getting hungry just thinking about it. There is a fly standing on my eyeball but I don't even care because all I can think about is cake and wanting it badly. I already weigh 2,000 pounds from eating hay and oats. I do not w ant more of that noww. There is only one thing I want. You know what it is.
So you see, it is clear that you must give me cake. I am a nice horse. I do not fuss. I do not bite the human woman's face, even though her hair smells nice. I do not ask to go live free in the woods like the deer. I do my duties. I must try cake. Please.
/Hnnnnnnn. Heeeee-huh-heeee!/ Just give me the cake.
Please. I am begging you. I am showing you my teeth and stomping my hooves so you know that I want the cake. /Prrrrrft! Prrrrrft!/ I must have it, do you see? I am standing on my back legs and screaming due to needing the cake. Please, humans. Please. Please! I am a good horse. /Hmmrrrr, nrrrrffff!/ Put a cake on a table right now. I wish with all my heart that you will do this for me. So you must give it to me. Because I am the good horse. I am a good horse and I deserve cake.
[End article description.]
[Additional images: excerpt from the article selected by user elodieunderglass, one paragraph split across two columns.]
Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy.
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Oh, that’s really nice of you!
For those interested in the source, it’s from the print edition of the onion (you can see the little onion on it) and the author is apparently Ben Collins; https://bsky.app/profile/bencollins.bsky.social
For those interested in the style, it’s kindred of a noble lineage - from “I am the Horrible Goose that Lives In the Town” by Daniel Lavery, From the Point of View of a Cat by Karel Čapek, through to the classic - Archy and Mehitabel.
a day used to be 24hrs and cost $5 but nowadays a day only lasts 5hrs and they charge ya $20 just to live it. and you have to pay with an app
ID, bluesky post by Theodore Munk that says, Simon has left the band and whats worse Alvin said our band is called Alvin and the Chipmunk now. like im just a thing. End ID
"Sewing is a gateway drug to thinking through complex problems. It seems really simple; culturally, we make it women's work. Let me tell you: real sewing at any kind of level of proficiency is a bloody magic trick. Sewing, like mold making, involves mental frames that require one to think inside out and backwards. It requires one to work on an order of operations that is often taking into account the reverse. It's a really, really important skill, and if you learn how to sew, you're mostly on your way to carpentry and welding and sheet metal work. I'm not kidding: these are planar forms meeting under rules and conditions. And if you can make a sleeve work, I swear to God, you could build a house."
--Adam Savage
I lowkey hate when programs talk to me in a friendly way. "don't worry, nearly there!" Shut up. It should say "loading 64.3% completed. Do not turn off device" and absolutely nothing else. You arent my friend you are computer. Act like it
One morning, Mike woke up to discover that things had suddenly gone a bit German. He took a look around his Schlafzimmer and everything seemed to be the same, but he could feel that everything was just slightly . . . off. He took a shower, got dressed, machte Frühstück, and began his morning commute. The train was exactly five minutes late, which war seltsam, weil there hadn't been a train or a Bahnhof there yesterday. With a shrug, he bought a ticket and a bottle of water and headed towards the train that seemed to lead to his office. Die Flasche Wasser koste fünf Euro, which struck Mike as außergewöhnlich weil er in Florida liebte.
,,Was zum Fuck ist los?" sagte Mike. ,,Ich war gestern in Gottverdamm't Florida!"
Aber er versteht es nicht.
losing my mind that this guy is an anti-hasan piker, pro israel, centrist. makes the rush to blame the “far left” look even more insane than it already did before we knew anything about the guy lol
another centrist trump shooter, smdh 😔
me: 1/3=1/3
grade school teacher from NJ
grade school teacher from NJ: this internally inconsistent concept I'm trying to teach is understood just fine by the 3rd graders who I am teaching this to. Strangely enough, adults don't seem to "grasp this concept". This must mean they lack reading comprehension.
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Leather fetishes are back in cuz everything is polyester these days.. touching real HQ material in 2026 is enough to give anyone a little sexual zing
For a time I've been unsatisfied with the common conception of agitation and propaganda in Leninism. The only place I'm aware of where Lenin talks specifically of what agitation and propaganda are, is in a few paragraphs in What Is To Be Done?:
[...] the propagandist, dealing with, say, the question of unemployment, must explain the capitalistic nature of crises, the cause of their inevitability in modern society, the necessity for the transformation of this society into a socialist society, etc. In a word, he must present “many ideas”, so many, indeed, that they will be understood as an integral whole only by a (comparatively) few persons. The agitator, however, speaking on the same subject, will take as an illustration a fact that is most glaring and most widely known to his audience, say, the death of an unemployed worker’s family from starvation, the growing impoverishment, etc., and, utilising this fact, known to all, will direct his efforts to presenting a single idea to the “masses”, e.g., the senselessness of the contradiction between the increase of wealth and the increase of poverty; he will strive to rouse discontent and indignation among the masses against this crying injustice, leaving a more complete explanation of this contradiction to the propagandist. Consequently, the propagandist operates chiefly by means of the printed word; the agitator by means of the spoken word. The propagandist requires qualities different from those of the agitator.
This is in the context of a polemic with Rabocheye Delo, over the conceptions of economist and political struggle. The question of agitation and propaganda is more of a side question due to the newspaper's attempt to deepen or correct the view defended by Plekhanov and later Lenin, which in this book only appears as a single sentence (a quotation within a quotation):
A propagandist presents many ideas to one or a few persons; an agitator presents only one or a few ideas, but he presents them to a mass of people.
Rabocheye Delo essentially attempts to define agitation by the fact that it proposes immediate action to the masses, whereas Lenin defends that both propaganda and agitation have this element.
Besides the seminal approach to economic and policial struggle established in this chapter, the question of what propaganda and agitation actually are has always felt very incomplete and excessively schematic or formalist. Luckily, Rabocheye Delo has the decency to mention the work they're quoting Plekhanov in: Tasks of the Socialists in the Fight Against the Famine in Russia. Published in 1892, this text was one of, if not the text that essentially germinated into the strategy and tactics of the Bolshevik party, even if Plekhanov himself was a decided Menshevik, about a decade after writing these lines. This work was surprisingly (to me) not in marxists.org, and it took more time to search for the original text in full than I would have expected for such an important piece of bokshevik history. Even then I could only find the full thing on a trotskyist blog with pretty useless comments from a "Sean Matgamna". It is also uploaded by itself to scribd, but missing the first half of the text, which contextualizes the exposition of agitation and propaganda.
As a summary (though I highly recommend reading it), Plekhanov does not really make such a compartmentalized distinction between agitation and propaganda. One bleeds into the other; agitation is a form of propaganda for Plekhanov, and agitation is the goal of propaganda. Agitation isn't simply giving speeches and putting up posters, it is the tool with which the Party makes its intended leadership real, the transmission that allows communists to interface with the total of the working class, and aid in its historical, revolutionary movement. Agitation, nevertheless, isn't "telling the masses what's what" in a paternalistic sense. The agitator "gives the mass nothing". The skill of agitation is being able to put into words and plans of action the will that is already present among workers, of not saying too little (and becoming an "agitator-brake") and not saying too much (and being ridiculous and maximalist).
Propaganda's only purpose is to make agitation possible. Its effects are limited quantitatively, since it is only ever intended for a reduced, already "agitated" audience, but great qualitatively; agitators for the Party become so when they've become convinced of the communist programme, by the means of propaganda. Through the continuous reciprocal movement between agitation and propaganda, the Communist Party is built from and within the working class itself; a gradual, and then accelerated, actualization of portions of the working class which subsequently turn to their class as a whole, to start the cycle again. It is the self-reproduction of class consciousness.
This is, in my opinion, a much more fundamental and actually useful piece of theory to understand and apply agitation and propaganda, and until I went on my own looking for it, I can't say I've ever seen this text recommended or actually quoted. My entire experience in a few varied leninist circles, anyone's understanding of these concepts only went as far as what Lenin goes over in What Is To Be Done?. It's a shame!
been laughing to myself at the idea of hooking up with someone just to steal the RAM out of their gaming PC while they’re asleep
I'm entomologically evil. Im bad and I'ms bugs.
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