I always wanted to be the guard that tells only lies
I mean I've actually never wanted to be that.
Stupid stupid stupid. C'mon. At this rate I'll never be a lie guard.
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I always wanted to be the guard that tells only lies
I mean I've actually never wanted to be that.
Stupid stupid stupid. C'mon. At this rate I'll never be a lie guard.
shoutout to whoever stole my amazon package containing nothing but a single pair of shoelaces.
[ID: reply from astraldemise that says "so sorry to hear about that mr president". End ID]
the thing that always gets me about the US and jobs it considers 'essential' is those roles are always treated like/expected to be temporary, and you both get talked down to and it is made extremely difficult to live if you don't want them to be (temporary, that is).
i frequently miss previous food service jobs, not because i don't enjoy what i do now, but because i did genuinely enjoy those jobs too. the reason i left is because the expectation was that i either sell 40+ hours of my week to the job, regularly be physically injured with no support, either no or abysmal workers comp, inconsistent scheduling so it meant i had little to no life outside of work... and still, the actual labor of the job, i enjoyed. i enjoyed the people. i liked working with my hands and making people happy.
and you know, people often bring up customers as the reason to leave food service - this was part of my reason as well, but how much of that - like the unsustainability of working food service itself, bodily and monetarily - is manufactured? many of the people who were terrible to me working food service were often people working office jobs only marginally 'above' mine in pay and support, miserable with their own work, looking to exert some level of power they could over someone else.
this is a bit long winded, but i think its a perfect cultural example of how capitalism does not actually incentivize 'progress' or 'growth' as much as a constant state of desperation, discomfort and dehumanization - you arent actually encouraged to do what it is you excel at, but whatever you can just barely tolerate, all at the risk that at the current stage your body might give out and you will not have worked hard enough to have 'earned' the right to be care for when it does. and someone will be right behind you, desperate enough to immediately replace you.
is 5 too young for the dark crystal? i don’t want to scare my sister but i want to show her
I forgot that was the name of a film when I read this and thought you were desperate to show your 5 y/o sister some sort of cursed artifact
sometimes people on here talk about "accountability" in a way that shows they think that the person they've decided is in the wrong can't actually do anything to redeem themselves other than like. suicide.
Things Accountability IS:
Apologising for the harm that you've caused.
Trying to change your behaviour.
Accepting that not everyone will forgive you and they don't have to.
Things Accountability ISN'T:
Wallowing in your guilt until you think of yourself as nothing but bad.
Accepting an overly distressing punishment for your actions.
Twisting yourself into knots to make sure everyone knows how disgusted you are by yourself.
Other people can't move on if you never do.
its easy to be cynical about the future but on the bright side at least more people keep giant skeleton statues in their yards now moreso than ever before
tumblr is so funny it’s just scrapbooking for your hyperfixations. like yeah here’s a gifset that’s here for no reason other than the fact that I think it’s Pretty. here’s hugh dancy for the same reason. here’s me rambling about the thing that’s been itching my brain for months. here’s me giggling in the corner. here’s unadulterated mental illness
She was also part of the editing team for Martin Scorsese’s 1970s films “Taxi Driver,” “Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore” and “New York, New
Marcia Lucas was the editor on 1983’s "Return of the Jedi" and the pre-"Star Wars" George Lucas-directed films "THX 1138" and "American Graffiti."
She was also part of the editing team for director Martin Scorsese’s 1970s films "Taxi Driver," "Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore" and "New York, New York."
Marcia Lucas was often called the unsung hero of "Star Wars," the original film that after sequels, prequels and spinoffs has come to be known by its subtitle, "A New Hope."
She convinced husband George that he should have Obi-Wan Kenobi, played by Alec Guinness, in his light saber battle with Darth Vader and become a spirit guide to Mark Hamill’s Luke Skywalker.
And she had to make sense of the raw footage that could’ve been a mess in the wrong hands, including the climactic rebel attack on the Death Star.
[....]
"Her influence on film is indelible, but those who knew her best will remember the way she made life feel more vivid, more beautiful, more fun, and more full of love," a family statement said. "Her work was known for its emotional intelligence, rhythm, and humanity — a rare ability to find the truth of a scene and bring heart, momentum, and clarity to the screen."
[ID: Tumblr tags that read, "#😞 #rip queen #those movies would not have made a lick of sense without you" /end ID]
This Pride I hope that all of you never ever forget that no amount of sanitizing your sex life or sanding down of your LGBT edges will make bigots accept you. So, don’t debase yourself by capitulating an inch to them, especially in ways that throw your fellow community members under the bus.
You are a degenerate faggot in the eyes of bigots whether you’re wearing a nice button down and slacks with combed hair or leather daddy kink gear. So stand with the freaks who will stand with you until the end—long after the bigots have abandoned you despite your claims to be “one of the good ones.”
Happy Pride
[ID: Four stills from Wallace and Gromit: A Matter of Loaf and Death (2008), a Claymation film. In the first frame, Wallace- a cartoony, bald white man, is sitting at a table and gesturing outwards with his hands while the subtitles read, “And I’m not a fruit cake, am I, lad?”
The next frame shows Gromit, a cartoony dog, who is stirring a cup of tea with a pinky extended, looking away from Wallace with his eyes wide and brow lifted like he is a little taken aback. The third frame shows him squinting at Wallace in polite disagreement or perhaps in a sarcastic placating manner.
The fourth is a slightly wider shot showing them both, and some other items on the table in front of them. Gromit is reaching over to give Wallace a sympathetic, if slightly condescending, pat on the shoulder, while Wallace looks down sadly into his own cup of tea. / end ID]
— MARIE HOWE.
[Image description: A poem titled My Dead Friends, plain black text on white background. It reads as follows.]
I have begun, when I’m weary and can’t decide an answer to a bewildering question
to ask my dead friends for their opinion and the answer is often immediate and clear.
Should I take the job? Move to the city? Should I try to conceive a child in my middle age?
They stand in union shaking their heads and smiling – whatever leads to joy, they always answer,
to more life and less worry. I look into the vase where Billy’s ashes were – it’s green in there, a green vase,
and I ask Billy if I should return the difficult phone call, and he says, yes. Billy’s already gone through the frightening door,
whatever he says I’ll do.
[End image description.]
would you still be alive without modern medicine? looking back at your life, would you survive without any to the moment where you are now?
yes
no
barely
yes but it would affect me for the rest of my life
results
I'd have my knee fucked up forever alive but yeahhhhh
I need people to understand that the “No” should be much, much higher. 50% of children used to die before the age of 15, and we just went thru an airborne global pandemic. Everybody say “thank you” to vaccines and antibiotics, without which probably 75% of us would be dead.
I do also want to gently take people by the hand when they say stuff like, "I shouldn't be alive" in the tags. Because...yes, you should. That's the beautiful part about being human: we evolved as a social species to take care of one another and modern medicine is a continuation of that evolutionary instinct. There are bones from the cave days that show care and attention were shown to even the most wounded and sickly among us.
From the very beginning of our species, we have been wrestling each other from the jaws of death. You should be alive. We have fought for you to be alive! We will continue to fistfight death for you! We will invent better and better medicine to help the disabled and the chronically sick! This has always been what set our species apart, this determined march against preventable death, and we will march on.
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do not forget the patron saint of these weeks that we celebrate ourselves proudly and openly in the streets
her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.
remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.
thank you, Marsha. we remember you.
[ID: A picture of Martha P. Johnson, smiling at the camera while wearing a blue dress and a purple sash that says "Stonewall". She is holding what looks to be a package, and has what looks to be a pearl tiara on her head, as well as other accessories. /end ID]
tbh think if ur gonna give the like button a trans flag animation you should like stop banning trans women en masse, among other things. like as a requirement.
A once-in-a-lifetime shot — the moon perfectly framed by a rainbow. Caught at just the right time. 🌈 🌕
Sourcing the photos as taken by Mark Ham on Instagram, according to one of the replies.
Happy Pride month to the moon
[ID: Three pictures of the moon in the middle of a rainbow. The first is a far away shot, and the second and third get more and more zoomed in. /end ID]
pride month!!!
Is that a miette?
Pride for you! Pride for a thousand years!!
you COME OUT to miette? you come out to her as queer? oh! oh! pride for mother! pride for mother for One Thousand Years!!!!
[ID: a grey, black and white cat sitting on the floor. It has very wide eyes and is holding a rainbow flag in its mouth. /End ID]