one time when i was 17 i watched an episode of doctor who (tennant years) that made me so inconsolable that i went upstairs to my mom and i sobbed like, "please don't make fun of me, i'm so upset about a fake person from a tv show right now i can't stop crying." she let me sit in her lap and tell her all about the episode and i stopped crying and said i felt so stupid and she started laughing and she said, "i once cried this hard in college over a star trek episode. want to hear about it?" i said yes and then while she told me about the episode she got upset all over again 30 years later and she started crying and then i started laughing about it so hard i started crying again
A fucking womb transplant, what an incredible thing. Fair play to all involved. A positive news story amidst all the dire shite.
Actually no one should be having sex. All of us are aged-up minors and the passage of time is inherently problematic
The worst part about this is that some people genuinely have this take:
Oh god this being on my dash is like seeing my own corpse dragged through the town square
Every year, alongside many others, we observe April 15 as Steal Something from Work Day—an opportunity to reflect on the causes and implications of workplace theft.
This year, we turn our focus to so-called “Robin Hood employees”—those who steal from their workplaces in order to share with others. Loss prevention professionals allege that Robin Hood employees inflict losses on corporations much more efficiently than ordinary shoplifters or employees who only steal for their own benefit.
In other words, when it comes to redistributing wealth, the most effective approach is not to take things for yourself, but to share them with everyone.
help me get my partner with MCAS stabilized
Hey all.
The good news: I’ve found True Love™️.
The bad news: my long-distance partner is disabled with worsening chronic illness and struggling to live alone in a state with very poor medical care. Most recently, a flareup of what we suspect to be MCAS (Mast Cell Activation Syndrome) has worsened every other ailment and severely limited what my partner can safely eat, touch, and inhale without risk of anaphylaxis.
This is scary for both of us. I’m in the process of trying to relocate, but my partner needs more support than can wait on me to find a remote job I can take with me. This GoFundMe is to help me afford to take time away from work (I do not get paid leave of any kind) and help get my partner stabilized with frozen meals and medical travel.
What your donation will help me cover:
-travel expenses
-food for me so I can avoid draining my partner’s supply of “safe” foods
-loss of 3 weeks income as I take unpaid time away from work
-more freedom to experiment with what my partner can safely tolerate; with MCAS, the only way to learn what is safe is through trial and error, as what is tolerated by one person may not be tolerated by another
-any excess will go towards safe foods and other caretaking and accessibility needs
Thank you, everyone. I don’t know what to say. Your extraordinary generosity is going to allow us to get mold testing and make accessibility changes that will help my partner maintain stability while I’m not there. I’m overwhelmed by the kindness you have shown us both. This makes the kind of difference I wasn’t even allowing myself to daydream about. 💕
I’m going to keep the fundraiser open for now—anyone with or around chronic illness knows what a money sink it can be, especially while struggling to find capable providers or mitigate environmental causes.
Sheepishly reopening it with a raised goal—the need for even more compounded medications and supplements not covered by insurance, as well as procedures and speciality medical providers has proved to be an enormous toll. We've had a couple of good days that got our hopes up but stability still is beyond our grasp… with a diet of five (sometimes) safe—including maple syrup and olive oil—nutritional deficiencies continue to compound the other problems.
A vegan and self-proclaimed “animal lover” has admitted animal cruelty and been banned from owning sheep after she stole a lamb from a farm and almost killed it with failed attempts at hand-rearing it. Louise Murguia, 49, kidnapped the lamb from Stuart Ludwell’s Hile Farm in Dorset because she thought it had a broken leg and believed it wouldn’t survive the night. She took the lamb to her home where she shampooed it to remove the identifying number on its fleece and put it in a nappy, feeding it cow’s milk and specialist formula, which she bought on Amazon. In the three weeks the lamb was confined to her house, the animal grew malnourished. When police turned up at her door to seize the baby, the lamb weighed almost half what it should have and needed more than a week of intensive treatment to ensure it survived.
This pretty much sums up a lot of what's wrong with the animal rights movement.
Many ARAs know very little about the actual needs and care requirements for different species and do what makes them feel good rather than what's best for the animals (look at mink being released from fur farms as another example). Reminds me of that activist who was going to let a piglet starve to death to prove a point about the cruelties of pig farming. So many ARAs were defending letting the piglet starve because it was for the "moral good" and making a point they agreed with.
Are there massive issues in the modern industrialised farming industry? Absolutely, but letting animals suffer to make a point isn't the answer.
You want to call your House rep now and tell them Trump needs to be impeached immediately for defying a Supreme Court order (re: Kilmar Abrego Garcia), which functionally voids our constitution and means no one in America has rights anymore.
I am not exaggerating.
As of now, anybody can be disappeared, no due process, no recourse. Trump is openly disregarding a Supreme Court order and says he’ll send US citizens to El Salvador.
This is not a drill.
Call your House rep and tell them they must impeach. Tell them if they cannot bring themselves to impeach, they must resign. A more open and shut case to impeach is not possible. Trump and his administration are saying openly, in public, that anybody can be kidnapped by ICE, even in error, and disappeared permanently.
Call your senators, too, and tell them to support impeachment (it goes to them once it passes a majority House vote).
after a suicide attempt in 2016
“When Daddy comes in, he carries you to bed. Is there anything you feel like you could eat, Pokey? Anything at all? All you can imagine putting in your mouth is a cold plum, one with really tight skin on the outside but gum-shocking sweetness inside. And he and your mother discuss where he might find some this late in the season. Mother says hell I don’t know. Further north, I’d guess. The next morning, you wake up in your bed and sit up. Mother says, Pete, I think she’s up. He hollers in, You ready for breakfast, Pokey. Then he comes in grinning, still in his work clothes from the night before. He’s holding a farm bushel. The plums he empties onto the bed river toward you through folds in the quilt. If you stacked them up, they’d fill the deepest bin at the Piggly Wiggly. Damned if I didn’t get the urge to drive to Arkansas last night, he says. Your mother stands behind him saying he’s pure USDA crazy. Fort Smith, Arkansas. Found a roadside stand out there with a feller selling plums. And I says, Buddy, I got a little girl sick back in Texas. She’s got a hanker for plums and ain’t nothing else gonna do. It’s when you sink your teeth into the plum that you make a promise. The skin is still warm from riding in the sun in Daddy’s truck, and the nectar runs down your chin. And you snap out of it. Or are snapped out of it. Never again will you lay a hand against yourself, not so long as there are plums to eat and somebody-anybody-who gives enough of a damn to haul them to you. So long as you bear the least nibblet of love for any other creature in this dark world, though in love portions are never stingy. There are no smidgens or pinches, only rolling abundance. That’s how you acquire the resolution for survival that the coming years are about to demand. You don’t earn it. It’s given.”
excerpt from Cherry by Mary Karr, context being after a suicide attempt at age 13
Graham McTavish: behind the scenes of The Hobbit
for talldwarfdwalin
The rest of the queers aren't allowed to exclude asexuals anymore; we've got the JK Rowling Seal of Disapproval! It's official, we belong!
If you're using gen AI because "you want to make art but don't know how/can't learn/it's easier/whatever"
You don't want to make art.
You want someone to make art for you, but you don't want to pay or exchange anything of equal value for it, and also you want it right now, in whatever style you fancy that moment, and in whatever quantity you want. You're greedy and entitled and it is just that simple. You don't want to make anything.
i wish there was an easier way to tell the difference between an "if it sucks hit da bricks" situation and a "sometimes being an adult means doing things that you dont wanna" situation
The best answer to this that I've seen is "You are free to do whatever you like. You must only live with the consequences."
"If it sucks, hit da bricks" is for when you realize that you actually definitely can live with the consequences of Not Doing The Thing.
"Sometimes being an adult means doing things that you don't wanna" is for when you've thought it over and it turns out you would strongly prefer NOT to live with the consequences of Not Doing The Thing.
on it 🫡 🌈 📚
Certified Library Post
For every nineteenth-century middle-class family that protected its wife and child within the family circle, then, there was an Irish or a German girl scrubbing floors in that middle-class home, a Welsh boy mining coal to keep the home-baked goodies warm, a black girl doing the family laundry, a black mother and child picking cotton to be made into clothes for the family, and a Jewish or an Italian daughter in a sweatshop making “ladies”’ dresses or artificial flowers for the family to purchase.
The Way We Never Were, Stephanie Coontz. 2016 edition.
Recommend everything by Stephanie Coontz
"Nobody pays attention to a guy in a high-viz vest" adage untrue in exactly one situation
This is Gilbert. He’s been around a while. Attributes his long life to many, many years of always getting what he wants
Well, now I'm a Gilbert fan. That sly villainous grin and squint…