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*tears start streaming down my face*

#aaaaand this is getting pinned #hworks #mar's music recs

An autistic man with a special interest in the Harry Potter series has made the decision to value the lives and dignity of his trans friends more than a book about a wizard who grows up to be a cop, leaving you with no excuse whatsoever to keep wearing that Hufflepuff scarf, sources have reported.

Jack Harrington, 38, grew up reading the popular children’s stories, and soon developed an intense fascination with the world of the books, including knowing all about the suspiciously depicted money-hungry goblins, and that one time it was revealed that slavery is commonplace and accepted in the wizarding world.

In spite of this, however, Harrington has recently worked to redirect his interest towards media created by someone less troublingly focused on his friends’ genitalia.

“It was hard to do,” Harrington said. “I really love collecting things, and there’s so much merchandise to collect! But once I realised that it’s possible to collect things in a way that doesn’t make it harder for my mates to go for a piss when out and about, it really was a no-brainer.”

At the time of publication, Harrington was marvelling at the sheer amount of fiction available in the world that doesn’t actively contribute to material harm, and questioning whether you specifically really need that copy of Hogwarts Legacy for your PS5.

depsidase

neptuniumochi

"luddite and proud" im sure they didnt mean this but the luddites originally came about to protest textile machines, which made carpet faster and cheaper than a human, at a fraction of the quality. this is all pretty similar to the modern response to ai, which is that just because it's faster and cheaper doesn't mean it's better and worth replacing humans!

depsidase

the luddites were also fighting because the only ones who could actually afford the machines were wealthy industrialists. they would have loved to have machines to make their lives easier. but those machines were expensive and required a lot of energy to run. and as they were losing their livelihoods their options became limited to working for the rich industrialists for a fraction of what they would regularly make without any control over what they produce, how much they produce, when they produce it, how many hours a day they work to produce it, etc.

basically, it was a fight between working class skilled labourers and early leaching capitalist industrialists and was one of the first pushbacks against what would eventually be called capitalism.

obviously and unfortunately, the luddites lost. and that's why mainstream history looks at luddites like they were a bunch of backwards low intelligence people afraid of technology. they weren't that at all! they were fighting for survival against the rising capitalist industrial revolution that enclosed and displaced people from their land forcing them to move to dirty overcrowded cities to work long hours in dirty dangerous factories for low pay and without any semblance of labour rights, and ya, capitalists just up and stole their way of life for the same reason we are in the shit position we are today: profit line must go up!

podcast recommendation: cool people who did cool stuff, the episodes about the luddites. don't remember exactly what the episodes were called but some combination of those words in your search should bring them up. cuz turns out they were pretty cool.

once you understand what the luddites were actually about and learn more about the battle they fought, you understand that “luddite” isn't an insult at all. it's actually the sensible and sane reaction to our current situation.

is anyone else's youtube really not loading these last couple of days or does it hate me specifically

#it cant do anything higher than 240p....................#and on phone it's straight up not loading 😭#mar's midnight rambles

im still only at the beginning of ch 5 but im amazed at how much game unmei has. no one can resist the snarky introvert who really loves football

#i get it #hes really cute #mar's midnight rambles #victory road

powerful-owl

#this is how it's going for me lately 💥💥💥💥💥

true facts: the cure to art problems is drawing character in frilly outfits

#real and tested #mar's midnight rambles

thesadtadpole

Me when the obviously doomed character doesn't get a happy ending

dunmertitty

pj-the

My great grandfather’s favorite movie was D.O.A. (1949), and it’s about a man who is poisoned and has to solve his own murder before he dies.

After we watched the movie together one time, my ggpa turns and says to me, “Every time I watch it, I hope he lives.”

yume-fanfare

windows movie maker on the internet archive we are so back

#this is mega blowing up today for some reason so heres another rb too #my beloved

fictionadventurer

Magic system where magic is treated like work in 19th-century England. Magic is something that everyone is naturally able to do, and you can learn different skills and do certain tasks with it, but it's tiring and wears out the body.

Lower class people use magic all the time--it's necessary for survival--and they're hired to do magic for the upper classes, whether they're working the fields, hiring out their magic for factory work, or working as a maid in an upper class home. Gentlemen are allowed to use magic in a few specific "refined" occupations.

Upper-class ladies are allowed to do almost no magic, except for tiny decorative uses--magic is "low", and using it too much destroys your status in society. Upper-class ladies also regularly go insane from "magic hysteria". Some women are starting to notice this and are arguing for women to be allowed to do healthy amounts of magic. Other people find this idea coarse and unfeminine.

The world and story would be shaped by what the magic actually does (so there's a reason to write this as fantasy rather than pure historical fiction). I'm sure there have to be plenty of stories like this already, but it's still an interesting framework.

graytaloty

A big part of being a quadruped is being able to just lie down anytime. Waiting? Loaf time. Talking to someone shorter than you? Loaf time. Falling asleep in the sun? Loaf time. Bored? Loaf it up till something interesting happens. Leg hurt? Loaf time.

habbadax

You wish you were me

habbadax

I can do it on rocks also

lamine-19

scientific fact

catsi

in grade 12 we were reading romeo and juliet and we were at the romantic-ass balcony scene and this hot girl in the class volunteered to read juliet’s parts and i put up my hand to volunteer for another part and the teacher goes ‘oh do you want to be the nurse, amanda?’ and i was like ‘no i wanna be romeo’ and the hot girl swiveled around in her seat to give me a Look™

she and i later ended up making out at a bunch of parties in university lmfao

catsi

in retrospect this moment was absolutely pivotal to my butch awakening but it was also just a lesbian power move

eyeballs-2-entrails

I too got a girlfriend over this play. In grade 10, I was reading the balcony scene to study with two other people (one guy and one beautiful girl) and I insisted point blank I had to read as romeo, because he had the most lines and I’m a dramatic little shit.

So the other two in my group are used to my antics by now. We’re all friends, so the pair of them decide that the one guy in our group gets to be the nurse. Now, my Juliet and I have been friends for a couple months by this point, so I decide to be a little more dramatic.

We put Juliet on a spinny chair, and pump it up as tall as it goes, and my baby, closeted lesbian ass crouches on the floor, ready to be as melodramatic as possible. Like, I’m about to do a rendition that makes William himself walk into the class and tell me to take it back a notch or twelve.

And then I look up.

And holy shit.

There she is, Juliet, haloed in the worst fluorescent light known to mortals across the globe. Light just streaming down around her, that weird off-green colour that it always is. And she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. My little gay soul is barely holding on as the words barely leave my lips, breathlessly. “But soft… what light from yonder window breaks?”

And Juliet was the sun. Romeo was not exaggerating that line at all.

Juliet and I have also been together for more than 4 years now. She’s every bit as spectacular as she was when I was a lovestruck teenage Romeo, kneeling on the yellowed linoleum floor of second block english.