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@wimoh
Hey, what’s Winnie the pooh’s favorite color?
Yellow
No it’s red because of his shirt
No, it’s yellow because he loves honey
You have no idea what you’re talking about
DID I FUCKING STUTTER?
Things heating up at the Winnie the Pooh fandom
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What it looks like to me is that these churns of outrage aren't actually about anything that these creators say or do, so much as they are a kind of reflexive action in response to literally any kind of friction. Like an angry infected rash flaring up with pain when it is brushed by a feather.
The show you like is telling a slightly different story than what you want? Friction is the same as pain so it is hurting me, AAAA!!! Your expectation of what was going to happen to that character you liked didn't pan out? Friction! Friction hurts! You're hurting me!!
But where the Disney Corporation can run a fucking angle grinder across the rash and barely provoke an "ow," indie creators (especially if they are not men), can get nearly run off the internet for things like factually answering a direct question or stating that the story they are writing has main characters.
There's a lot of misogyny in that, obviously, and in many awful flavors, but I think there's also mixed in there a very peculiar kind of consumer-brained entitlement. We expect that the big corporations will fuck us over every two seconds, and we expect to be utterly powerless to do anything about it because all they give a shit about is Line Go Up, but indie creators (especially if they are not men) are expected to be the balm to that infected rash. Where everything else in the world is painful and mean and uncomfortable, independent queer creators are expected to produce the comfortable swaddling bandage that dulls the pain and soothes the sensitivity. This is supposed to be our happy place, our safe place. It's supposed to be ours and belong to us and serve us.
And so they moment they produce friction, any friction, literally the tiniest amount of friction imaginable, well that's a failure! You are failing to live up to your purpose, and that's not just a creative failure but a moral and personal and spiritual failure too. It's a sin, in fact, it is a kind of evil. Friction hurts, and that means you are hurting me!
It creates this fucked up upside-down bizarro logic wherein the corpos and the companies can transgress to almost literally any degree, as much as they want, as often as they want, but queer independent creators (and I cannot stress this enough: especially if they are not men) have to walk tightrope on a razor wire and may God help their souls if they ever put a foot wrong. We will shake and shake and shake the towers until they each fall down; I didn't like that step I think you were taking, how dare you believe you deserve to be up there!
when we were kids my godsister bemoaned the fact that her future dating pool was limited to around 1% of the world’s population because she’d need to marry someone else with red hair to make sure their kids were redheads and I was like. girl that’s insane. and she encouraged me to find a red-haired husband since my dad being a redhead means I’m heterozygous for it and our children would be homozygous.
anyway she’s got a redhead boyfriend now and I think they’re engaged so I guess she’s staying true to her mission to increase the world’s red haired population.
(agreeing with op: girl that IS insane)
as a redhead? people regularly tell me redheads are going extinct as some kind of weirdass trivia and fuck I hate this myth: it just isn't how genetics WORK. redheads aren't going extinct unless someone's a white supremacist who thinks "redhead" has to include pale skin. and it doesn't! the mutation on the MC1R gene causes all melanin to be produced as reddish "phaeomelanin" instead of black-brownish "eumelanin" but it doesn't do anything to the amount of melanin someone has, AND there are actively populations of humans outside of western europe who've independently ended up with the exact same mutation and thus have red hair without being celtic.
in practice the more redheads have kids with non-redheads the greater chance red hair has of popping up in the greater population! and red hair looks cool with every skin colour so there's really no downside. genetics.
obligatory "eugenics are bad" disclaimer: this opinion only applies when the spread of red hair happens naturally and isn't enforced. if red hair causes erections lasting longer than four hours consult a doctor. terms and conditions may apply.
the ancient and noble art of Taking a Conflict Between Yourself and Someone Else and Coming up with a Reason for Why it's Actually Very Important and Says a Lot About Society at Large has a long and storied history that stretches far back to the beginning of recorded history, along with its sibling Getting Mad You Lost an Argument in a Public Forum and Devoting a Part of Your New Creative Work to Mocking a Caricature of Your Interlocutor
gamble, if you pick the most popular option you win
let's go gambling
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let's go gambling
let's go gambling
i'm always thinking of "why is his smile so radiant"
Every day I handle more money than I will ever make. Every day.
At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.
At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.
“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.
The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.
I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.
I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.
I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht.
I’m not worth the cost of a watch.
i wrote this while i was working at orlando’s walt disney world parks.
i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.
as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.
disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.
at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.
i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.
i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.
we are both worth more than the watch, anyway.
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Knightposting this princessposting that WHO IS TILLING THE FIELDS
You don't hear from the field workers because they aren't "posting"
They're serfing the internet
there are no serfposts because they were almost exclusively illiterate
that doesn’t stop most tumblr users
how dare you say we surf on the poor
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Something that will always break my heart is this beautiful woman Cerrie Burnell
Hosted CBeebies back in the day and because of her disability thousands of parents wrote to offcom and the bbc saying to remove her because her disability was “traumatising” to children
When I tell you how ableist the uk is this is a perfect example a disabled person simply existing was considered traumatising
I think the aversion in our society to coming up w/ utilitarian answers to ethical questions (my favorite hobby) has caused us to cede way too much ground to the assholes of the world in the vein of "Evil will always triumph because good is dumb," as Dark Helmet put it. Like.
Laypeople (and also a concerning number of scientists) have often got the idea that unethical human experimentation is some sort of ultra-effective super science that would fix all the disease and discover all of the medicine and we only don't do it because it isn't nice (see: every science fiction show ever). No! Jumping straight from abstract theory to human trials is a terrible way to do science. It produces incoherent results and useless observations and nonsensical conclusions. We have pages and pages of historical precedent demonstrating this.
And lots of people have got the idea that totalitarianism is some sort of magic super-government that does all the government stuff really effectively abd efficiently and we only don't do it because it isn't nice. No!!!! "Let's put one idiot in charge and do whatever dumb shit they say" is the worst way to organize any project at all, let alone an economy and a political machine. Fascist regimes are models of corruption, waste, and inefficiency.
And so on
The trains did not, in fact, run on time
because fascists hate expertise!
