West Bank Palestinians are tearing down Israel’s apartheid wall following Iran’s counter attacks.

Full glory to the resistance.

source.

Israel will fall and their colonial regime will crumble

The US colonial empire in cuba, Guam, and their economic stronghold over multitude of Latin American countries will ALSO FALL

FUCK ALL YALL HOES

“If you have time to watch Netflix you have time for a side hustle” my side hustle is relaxing so that my body and brain can heal from by this nose-to-the-grindstone bullshit. I refuse to feel guilty for being a human with the need to relax sometimes. my side hustle is no.

whenever i hear about hustle culture i always think about this post on r/antiwork

Now think about how this is only surface level of the threat palestinians face in the west bank at the hands of these settlers for years and years.

Thoughts that are mutual between cats and their people:

You know what, I'm not usually the kind to reblog with commentary, but I really want to tell you all the story of the most awkward, surreal meal of my entire life.

So a few years ago, I was going on a road trip with my parents and their dog, Loki. My parents were teachers at my middle/high school and are still on fairly good terms with some of their former students, so when we went through a major city in the PNW, we decided to stop and have dinner with one of them.

Let's call him X.

Now... X was not in my grade, but it was a very small school. So I'd say that I knew him a little, but not nearly as well as my parents did. I was just along for the ride, though, and it was fine. I'd get food.

We show up to his place and he lets us leave my parents' dog in his living room, and my parents set up the travel crate that we'd been hauling around with us for this purpose. X asks a lot of questions about the crate, but we just kind of assumed that he was considering getting a dog, so we don't think anything of it.

You might already be seeing where this is going, but I certainly didn't.

We end up going to a pretty fancy place for dinner. My parents are doing better now and they wanted to treat him. It's one of those really chic, loud restaurants, though, and no one in my family can hear very well. That said, I'm seated across from X, so I'm doing all right.

All's going well, conversation is going smoothly, until X takes a deep breath and starts talking about puppy play.

I stop eating.

He starts telling us about this really cool community that he's been into lately, and it's become really important to him. And it's -- no, its not a sex thing, it's totally not a sex thing, he just really likes to be leashed and treated like a dog.

I think it's probably actually less weird if it's a sex thing, but I don't say that. I just nod my head. I look at my parents.

Personally, I think that people should do whatever makes them happy, even if I feel that puppy play is a lot to drop on a person you barely know after a decade of not seeing them, all while in a very fancy restaurant. My parents, though, are... well, they're not nearly as conservative as they used to be, but they still get shocked relatively easily.

They are just placidly eating their food, though, nodding occasionally, and I realize with mounting horror that they cannot hear him. I am the only person at this entire table who is hearing X pour his heart out about buying ears and a tail.

He tells us that his "roommate" isn't actually his roommate. It's his master. "Oh," my mother says. "That's nice."

I am just. eating my food.

X gets a little teary at this point. Tells us how much it means to him that we're all so accepting, especially my parents. He tells them that they were his favorite teachers growing up, so their approval means a lot.

They nod vaguely in return and I am dying inside.

We finally finish and go back to his place. Pick up our dog, say good night to X. He's deliriously happy and I figure, y'know, all's well that ends well.

We get in the car and sit there in silence for a moment, and then I say, cautiously, "You guys took the puppy play thing pretty well."

"THAT'S WHAT HE WAS SAYING?" my poor partially deaf mother yelled.

"WHAT'S PUPPY PLAY?" my dad asks, just wanting to be included.

I begin the very painful process of telling my (at the time) 55yo father what puppy play is and he's quiet for a minute, digesting this. Then he asks, "Is that why he kept asking all those questions about the dog crate? I sent him a link so he could buy one right before we left."

And uh anyway that's the story of the most awkward night of my life.

Oooh OP I had a similar experience! I was at a dinner with some clients, celebrating the completion of a major project, and ended up sitting next to one of my clients who I never had a ton of one-on-one time with. We get to chatting about our personal lives, our hobbies, spouses, kids. He knows I have young boys. I know he has a girl who had been out of college for some time. He starts telling me how proud he is of her, that she is an amazing artist and somehow made her hobby into a successful career, that she is already able to support herself, and is just so much more accomplished than he was at her age. 

I, of course, ask to see her work, which he is all too happy to show. He pulls up some of her pieces that he has saved on his phone. My friends. Her work was stellar. It was also clearly sanitized furry porn. Like headshots only where the rest of the body had been cropped out, sometimes full body of what looked like people’s fursona commissions. AMAZING detail on the paws. Like, the paws were very much an expertly done focus. 

Now I know you might be thinking, what were YOU doing at the devil’s sacrament. Honestly, I’m not cool enough to be invited to the devil’s sacrament. But I’ve been on this site long enough that, basically, I’m drinking my coffee and trying to take a fortifying walk at the same park that hosts the Devil’s sacrament, and, you know, it’s a really good park. So I’ve seen enough that I’m familiar. Those are my neighbors and it’s fine.

So that’s not the problem. It’s not that I’m shocked. It’s that I now have this knowledge of his daughter that he clearly has no clue about. Somehow, in seconds, I’ve come to understand something about his daughter that this man will never grasp. And sure, get it girl, pay that rent. But does she know? Does she know her father is showing off her (very talented) art to a bunch of millennial account supes and even some gen Z assistant account execs, a non-zero number of whom know? 

Anyway. If you’re reading this, daughter furry artist, your dad is so proud. He’s got no clue what’s going on, but he loves you so so much!

I was working an admissions event over the weekend and one of the students was telling us about his art. He and his friends draw original characters that are anthropomorphic animals in different situations.

…

Yeah

I DID NOT tell my boss that the student is a furry artist.

the hunger games films tore out the books teeth. like it does the series such a disservice when it stands for nothing, says nothing, passes no judgement.. katniss speaks so plainly in the books about what she thinks of the capital. of what they do to her and her family and the districts. of the different worlds she witnesses as she’s straddled between 12 and the capital.. she calls it barbaric. she calls it disgusting and wrong and horrifying, over and over, and the films were like how do we market this teen romance.

like these…… are unmarketable to a production company. as they should be

What's the trope name for when someone finds out they're the Chosen One(tm) and is like "No, thank you" and goes and does something else

Refusal Of The Call is the actual trope name.  Usually followed by the tropes of The Call Knows Where You Live and You Can’t Fight Fate.

The Call is Trying to Contact you about your Destiny's Extended Warranty.

I Blocked The Call's Number, and The Call Got A New Phone And Called Again

Please Help The Call is Stalking Me

I Told The Call To Take Me Off The Call List And Got Laughed At

Frollo said listen here faggot

THIS IS WHAT GOOD PUSSY SOUNDS LIKE: [GEIGER COUNTER GOES WILD]

I'm going to kill you with a gun

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Life in Code: A Personal History of Technology

by Ellen Ullman

a while back I made a post along the lines of "every STEM major should have a required 'history of science' course that's just all about previously wrong and bad scientific theories like sperm all containing homunculi and spontaneous generation" and I got a lot of responses like "but STEM majors already have gen ed requirements!" and would not understand why I was specifically asking for a course that would teach people about why science is not infallible and does not exist in a vacuum and THIS IS EXACTLY WHY ACTUALLY

The writings on the walls of Al-Shifa Hospital

I resent the inevitable consequences the second law of thermodynamics has on my tea and the entropy of the universe. It always happens too damn soon.

The hell do you mean “use a tea light” you’re telling me those things can be used to heat tea???

Fam I’ve been lied to and deceived

Wait please what are you being told, this has raised many questions about tea lights for me.

Apparently the way you’re supposed to use tea lights is like this

Which no one ever told me is possible or exists and might now become my villain origin story after suffering years of cold tea

I'm sorry they're what

They heat tea. They heat tea because they’re tea lights. They’re named that way because they’re literally devices to keep your tea warm and somehow no one has ever told me this and they’re tea lights to heat tea and I might just—[CENSORED]

I’m glad we’re all having a normal one today folks

This is a bag of flour for one of the martyrs who died in the massacre a short while ago