I absolutely love old-timey predictions about the future, because they come up with fabulous ideas but are so stymied by the strangest conventions that they can’t imagine ever going away.
My personal favorite is a classroom in which the students have knowledge zapped directly into their heads…via a giant machine that you have to feed physical books into…that’s operated by a hand crank.
For those of you who haven’t been keeping up.
The Navy spilled 14,000 gallons of fuel into the water on O’ahu. They said nothing for a whole week, and only admitted error when the residents on the military base started getting sick.
The spill contains petroleum, which is linked to a multitude of long term issues. Currently, residents are complaining of nausea, burning skin and headaches.
A well on the island is being shut off because it borrows from the military water supply. This well provides over 20% of the water on the island. Residents are being told to ration water, and no one is sure if the entire water supply is contaminated. We have no answers, no solutions, except wait for symptoms and pray you don’t fall ill.
US greed and imperialism will kill my people. US occupation kills my people.
They come with poisoned supplies and deadly viruses. Same story different century.
If you want to read articles on this, I recommend HawaiiNewsNow and KHON2
ok folks
I don’t think I actually have to spell this out
but there will be no prophesying, speculating, speaking into existence, etc about next year
no “I feel really great about next year,” no “I’d love more time at home to work on my hobbies,” no “surely it can’t be any weirder than 2020,” nothing
One. More. Time.
“Our Wish for the End, Me” by Clayshaper
*through gritted teeth* normal. normalcore
this fourth of july think of the indigenous people of america who had their country and land stolen from them with little to no reparations or apologies. land is still being taken. sacred grounds are still being ripped away. there is no “independence” for the people who were here first.
man sometimes i forget that some people aren’t even a little bit queer.
So crazy, I really do forget
Finishing a draft of your novel is like
Tumblr isn't social media, it's a habit. Like smoking. We're all gathering by the dumpster in the cold, reblogging posts.
utterly obsessed with this headline
tumblr is a MORNING app. it should be enjoyed while eating breakfast, drinking your cup of tea or coffee, letting your meds kick in... sometimes I go on here at night but in my heart I know it’s wrong.
Chloé Zhao, who just won an Oscar for best director, writes fanfiction.
That's the kind of validation I needed in my life. Thank you, ma'am.
“Surely nothing could be worse than a lot of women dying,” she thinks. “Ah,” she says.
What the actual fuck???
a lot of women, minorities, queer people, and activists will die. that’s what if.
everyone fucking hates capitalism, and it pisses them off, but they dont know they hate capitalism, so they just complain about every issue individually as if its some series of unconnected phenomena with no root cause