be a moon unto yourself 🌕
You know. Some people could really stand to get more comfortable with the idea of “you shouldn’t say that because it’s mean”. Especially with really common body shaming and straight up bullying lines.
“You shouldn’t make ugly bald jokes because what if a transman on T sees it!”
“You shouldn’t make virgin jokes because what if someone who’s asexual sees it!”
How about you just don’t make them because they’re mean. How about people can be balding or a virgin for a number of reasons and also don’t deserve to be routinely made fun of. How about saying that the reason you shouldn’t make x joke because it spares x specific identity’s feelings also let’s them know that you actually have no problem saying or thinking bald people are ugly or virgins are stupid or etc but you’re just not saying it in front of them. How about you understand this kind of body shaming and bullying especially in a very public setting online are always going to have way more unintended damage to people who did nothing wrong than damage to the person you’re upset with.
Sometimes the best reason to not make a bad joke like that is because it’s fucking mean.
It’s called “environmental amnesia” and it’s an actual issue environmentalists discuss how to combat. The climate crisis makes it more widespread but it’s been something that’s happening for generations. The story of The Lorax describes it beautifully. The idea that what you remember is what you consider normal, but if the changes happen slowly over generations, you don’t see how large they are because you don’t personally remember them being very different, even if you were told stories about it.
THE SONS OF A BATTLECRY
You think because you let them tar and feather you that the world will forgive you? They won't.
OPPENHEIMER (2023) dir. Christopher Nolan
ODIN | Barnabas Tharmr
please listen to albums someitmes youll be amazed at what an artists songs do when theyree in an order they made. for you to listen to. etc
Foul child, bastard and beast O lost lamb, first to the feast Come claim if you’re able A spot at this table
Mild and meek, down on your knees For hide and seek. It’s time that we feed
Your heart is racing, blood is running cold Your fractured will is whispering (fly away, fly away) Far Away
Here be lions
Say goodnight With each bite does your sanity die Sucking the life out, letting the dark Inside Say a prayer as the light leaves your eyes Or scream all you like, your gods can’t hear you
Scream Now Scream Scream Pseudo suicide, don’t choke on your pride
Scream Now scream Now. Scream. Yeah, I’m gonna watch you bleed
Flensed and flayed, how does it feel? Your pound is paid, those scars will not heal, no
Lost in suffering, drowning in your tears Won’t someone, somewhere tell me (where do I, where do I) Go from here
Be the lion
Say goodnight With each bite does your sanity die Sucking the life out, letting the dark Inside Say a prayer as the light leaves your eyes Or scream all you like, the gods can’t hear you
Dressed in rage Inside my cage My pandemonium Still bound to the flame that I bear
Buried alive In the coffin of who I used to be I’ll scream all I like, ‘cause we’re all mad here
(Slumbering, tumbling) (Wandering, wondering) (Suffering, hungering) Forever falling into my mind Deeper, deeper down ‘til I
Say goodnight To the shadow I left far behind I’m just a stranger, we are all strange Inside You can run but there’s nowhere to hide So scream all you like, no one can hear us
Follow me (Follow me) Come follow me (Follow me) To Pandemonium Still bound to the flame that I bear (There’s)
No release (Rescue me) From this empty, waking wonderland (Rescue me) So scream if you like, ‘cause we’re all mad here
Scream all you like, ‘cause we’re all mad here
Petticoat ( mid-18th century ). American (Vermont).
Linen with wool embroidery.
Image and text courtesy MFA Boston.
NELLY - GRILLZ (2005)
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Aldis Hodge photographed by Alexi Lubomirski for Man About Town (2020)
(For context, prev tweet was about Pierce Brosnan being unearthly handsome.)
Background art for The Aristocats (1970)