I don’t know how I feel about authors who write constant unhappiness for their characters.
It doesn’t have to be happiness and rainbows all the time, because obviously there will be no conflict if constant happiness. But, Jesus, there needs to be some hope.
I hope you don’t mind if I
jump in and say: I can’t stand it.
The problem, in my opinion,
is that these kind of stories – the ones where the heroes never seem to catch a
break –now fall under the blanket term of “gritty realism”.
In the past couple of years “gritty realism” has become a really
popular theme, not just in books, but across all media. At first it was great
and refreshing, especially when it was done well. But now, it’s so overdone
that it’s become its own cliché. It has somehow evolved from stories that reflected
the true dark side of humanity and how sometimes there are no happy endings, to
stories that literally put characters through hell only to put them in even
worse hell after they climb out of it, with absolutely no hope, no future,
nothing going for them. That is not the same thing and the fact that we are
sold these super depressing stories sold under the terms of “gritty realism” is
kind of bullshit.
It’s one thing when things look bleak and it seems like there’s
no way out, that is fantastic in terms of suspense and heart-string pulling.
But if that’s all the book is then what the hell are they fighting for? What is
the point of all their pain? I know that life isn’t all sunshine and
butterflies, but let’s be honest it’s not all hell-fire and pain either. I as a
reader want to know that there’s hope for these characters however little. I
want a fucking payoff for their pain. Even if they don’t get their happy
ending, I want their pain to mean something. I don’t want to ride a
roller-coaster that only goes down. I have quit books, movies, and shows
because as a very empathetic person the situations and the hopelessness of
their lives have made me feel depressed.
So I’d
like these creators selling their sadomasochism as “gritty realism” to fucking
stop.
Not enough people talk about the fact that Leonardo da Vinci was gay. Like, he’s literally the father of modern technology and one of the smartest human beings to ever live and I never ever learned in school that he was gay.
If all the LGBT people are as “DOOMED” as the bible thumpers think we are, hell, at least we’re in good company.
I was about to say I can’t believe I didn’t know this
and then I remembered the American education system
Yes, I can fucking believe I didn’t know this.
But yeah. Leonardo da Vinci was gay. Pass it on.
Leo painted a picture of his lover as Jesus and that’s the image we use today
Fun fact, my main man Leo was actually arrested briefly for sodomy because…well, long messy story involving the di Medicis and other powerful families of the day wanting him to basically sit down and shut up. Also he tended to have very attractive male ‘assistants’ and ‘apprentices’ who liked to draw dicks and butts in their sketchbooks, and if that doesn’t tell you some shit, I just dunno what to say.
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Do you mean doctors who spent years learning about abled white cis men’s bodies
do you know anything about the world besides what you read on tumblr
Okay but this is true?? Shut up with your bullshit, the medical industry for a very very long time has used the able bodied white cis male as their standard and that has very real healthcare consequences for a lot of people.
Do you know why most women don’t know when they’re having heart attacks? Why heart attacks kill more women than men? Because symptoms of a heart attack are different for women and the ones that doctors usually recognize and publicize are the symptoms experienced by men. Do you know why it’s so difficult for Black and Brown people to get diagnosed if they have skin cancer? Because doctors have been taught to recognize it on white people. People of size are constantly told that their problems are entirely because of their weight and doctors don’t even bother to look beyond that to be sure that’s the case. So those people have medical conditions go undiagnosed properly for years, and die in the process. Fuck, even just the fact that people think it’s okay to charge women more for healthcare because “they have extra parts” (?????) is indicative of the way the male body has been considered the standard for fucking ever. And the healthcare needs of disabled people or trans people? Forget about it.
OP is 1000% right. The medical industry has used the able cis white male body as their standard of care for CENTURIES and that has real consequences for the rest of us today. It’s getting better but it’s not where it should be. So fuck off with your snarky commentary, you’re wrong. The healthcare industry is not equipped to handle the needs of people with disabilities, women, PoC, trans people, people of size, etc. and that’s in large part due to the fact that the established body of medical knowledge was created by studying able, cis, white male bodies almost exclusively.
Hey there folks, speaking as a trained EMT and a pre-med student, I can confirm that the above person is approximately 7000% accurate. In my EMT training, I would repeatedly ask ‘’but what if my patent is a woman” or “what is my patient is a person of color” and at first all I got was shock. Then I got confused bumbling. I got some answers–basic symptoms of a heart attack in women, how to recognize cyanosis in someone of color, the basics of how to work with an autistic patient or someone who for whatever reason can’t communicate well with you. In fact, EMTs and other EMS workers are getting a lot better at learning the differences between the health care for a person of color or someone disabled. We were even told that we would need to ask our patients for their biological sex (I know, I’m really sorry, I know that there are people who find this intensely uncomfortable or even harmful, but there are real medical reasons for this and most decent EMTs will use whatever pronouns you ask them to). But most if not all of the answers we were given about women were directly related to gynecological issues. The guys teaching me? They were good guys. Nice. Funny. Smart. Devoted to caring for patients. Impassioned about protecting people, especially women and teenaged girls, from assault. Largely not sexist toward me or their coworkers. Hell, they were even smart enough to say “listen, boys, the women in this class have a higher pain tolerance than you, they just do, and as a rule if a women says their pain is a 5 on a scale of 1-10, assume it’s somewhere around an 8” when a kid laughed during the gyno unit. But they just didn’t know what to say when I asked “so if you’re supposed to palpate the patient’s chest, what do you do if your patient’s a triple-D” or when I asked “so if your patient gets menstrual migraines, how do you know if this headache is a stroke or not.” They had never been taught. This is a real problem, one that many medical professionals work hard to remedy once they start practicing. But this is not bullshit. At all. The standard patient is a cis white guy with no disabilities or chronic illnesses. It’s a huge fucking problem and I’m going to need you to step down with your bullshit, there, friend.
On the one hand, yes, I’m reblogging this every time I see it because it’s fucking important and I’m not going to hear otherwise.
On the other hand…bonehandledknife reblogged my rant. I am awaited in Valhalla. Someone fucking witness me before I have a heart attack.
Today is August 2nd. Today is Romani Holocaust Remembrance day. Today, in 1944, the Gypsy camp at Auschwitz was liquidated. Today marks 71 years since brave Roma and Sinti lost their fight against the Nazi’s Final Solution. Today marks 71 years without reparations or even acknowledgement of a Romani genocide during the Holocaust. Today marks 71 years of continued state-sanctioned oppression and brutality. Today, there is still Romani genocide. Today, we still lose our brothers, fathers, and children to police and Neo-Nazi violence. Today, we continue to be exploited for our labor and forced into slavery. Today, we still live in ghettos and camps. Today is August 2, 2015. Today, our stones have become words and books and education. And today, we will not stop fighting.
okay but like can we talk about star trek just for one second.
because.
like.
so much tv and so many movies and so many books are all about how the future is a disaster because technology ends the world and aliens attack and humanity is awful.
and then there’s star trek. motherfucking star trek. where, yeah, shit goes wrong all the time, but technology lets us reach and grow and learn, and humanity builds itself starships and warp cores and makes contact with aliens and builds this interstellar family out of all these disparate cultures and it names its flagship Enterprise because that’s what it is, it’s this enterprise of hope and discovery, and no matter how often they all risk their necks and get in fights and end up shooting it out with the Borg or the Klingons or the Romulans or whatever, humanity still looks up at the stars and says “you know what, let’s boldly go, motherfuckers,” and that’s the kind of future I wanna see.
Okay honestly here’s how I feel about Riley. I’m all for her representation of mental illness and substance abuse, but so far the show hasn’t done her justice as to saying exactly how she helps THE CLUSTER. She sure as hell helps the audience, but I want to know what her skills do to help like… The cluster. Does she help the show itself? Yeah of course. Does she help the audience? Yes completely. Is her character representation important? Of fucking course, people deal with mental illness everyday and it’s important to have someone you can relate to. But I just wanna know what she brings to the CLUSTER. She’s a good character with so much potential honestly, but I think the show didn’t explain what she brings to the table to the cluster. So pretty much this all comes down to season 2 explaining this to me. SHE’S A FUCKING SURVIVOR TAKE THAT INFORMATION AND DO SOMETHING WITH IT SENSE8 WRITERS!!!
I think the whole point is that not everyone has to bring something to the cluster. The sensates aren’t ‘the chosen ones’, they didn’t become sensate because they have special abilities that bring them together as a kick-ass crime fighting team who are going to save the world. They are just people. People who are interconnected due to a gene mutation.
In a way, Riley brings courage to the cluster. She brings love and heart to the cluster in a way that the others can’t. Her connections to the characters are always deep, and she was the person that brought all eight of the cluster together for them to see their births, which is the most draining visiting moment they’ve had on the show, because it’s between eight people all sharing one mind and they’re not only tapping in to Riley’s birth, but also her tragic moment up on the mountain. (I also feel like in seasons to come she will be sort of like Angelica, birthing a new cluster, but as I’m still not 100% on what that actually means I won’t elaborate)
But my point is, you’ve said ‘do something with that information’ and they have. You’ve literally said it yourself. She helps the show and the audience and gives representation, which is very important and a big part of her character.
You don’t need to have a clear skill set to be useful, and sometimes, just being the kind of person who can get up and have strength every day despite not wanting to is enough to make you a hero in your own right.
Eeep. THIS. *smacks kiss on your forehead* unless you’re not cool with that in which case *vigorously approving nod from respectful distance*
So people are freaking out about Windows 10′s “Wi-Fi Sense” app.
The assumption that Tumblr is taking as fact because that’s what Tumblr does:
“Wi-Fi Sense gives your wi-fi password to your Skype friends list, your Facebook friends list, your AIM friends list, and every other friends list on your computer; all without you knowing. Please be informed and follow this tutorial to turn it off.”
The truth:
- Wi-Fi Sense has to be manually downloaded, first off.
- Secondly, it doesn’t give your wi-fi password out. It gives access to your network to anyone on your Skype/Facebook/whatever buddy lists, so they don’t need you to TELL THEM your password.
- The purpose of this is simple: If your friends come over with their laptop and they wanna use your internet, you can passively give them access because you have them on your Skype buddy list. This way, you don’t have to give them a receipt with blue sharpie on it that has a fucking 480 character password on it so they can get into your wi-fi.
- The password isn’t stored anywhere on their computer, it’s stored on yours, just as it’s always been, just as it always will be. All Wi-Fi Sense does is give them access to your wi-fi without a password.
- Therefore, Wi-Fi Sense is actually leaps and bounds more safe and secure than just normal wi-fi usage. You literally don’t have to tell anyone your password. Like ever. Hell you don’t even have to tell it to your own family, you can just select their computer on the network and allow or deny them access remotely.
I’m not gonna ask everyone to spread the word here because it’s gonna fall on deaf ears once it hits the Anti-Win10 crowd, but if you’ve been seeing the BS about Wi-Fi Sense going around, don’t believe it. Once again, Tumblr is extremely misinformed and didn’t take the time to search Google for about 12 seconds.
Never in my life did I think I would live to see the day where an entire fandom is in denial of, not only A character’s death, but a majority of a film’s characters’ deaths in general.
Mad Max: Fury Road
Everyone lives according to this fandom, and there’s no telling them, ahem, us otherwise.
Okokok Chinese-born person here. Growing up, 1989 was just *not* something you talked about in the country. It’s just not. (my parents were okay talking about it when we were no longer in China) I have a feeling that people who talked about it will get monitored as fuck and maybe disappear.
Now, imagine, decades later, and the same young people are evoking that sense of rebellion against a tyrannical and current government, the same spirit of their predecessors of the sit in. But they can’t talk about it or celebrate it. Then, all of a sudden, T-Swift comes with her “1989” emblazoned merch. People by the fuck out of it because she’s a pretty, successful, American, pop/country singer.
All of a sudden, 1989 can’t be solely associated woth rebellion anymore. And instead of going like “fuck I want to talk about 1989 but not get arrested”, youth get T-Swift merch (maybe even the knock-off) ones. And when people come asking, they go “what rebellion? we just really like T-Swift. don’t you?”
Let’s turn T-Swift into a secret symbol of subversion.
WOW AMAZING, NOW DELETING THE ARTIST’S/ORIGINAL POSTERS CAPTION IS LIKE 10000000000% EASIER! WAY 2 GO TUMBLR, YOU HEAP OF SHIT. YOU’RE REALLY LOOKIN’ OUT FOR US, HUH.
If you’re asking yourself if it’s weird to comment on a fic that has been up for years, that hasn’t been touched in ages, that was posted long before you were even in a fandom or even if you think the writer isn’t around or doesn’t care–
The writer cares. Leave the comment. You are the best person alive in that moment just because you have something to say. Even if they don’t hit you back for a while, even if they don’t EVER respond, it is NOT weird to comment on that fic. Fire away.
I love comments and usually write way to much in response out of sheer fucking gratitude. Like a person who hasn’t spoken to another adult in years, hobbling around, offering them stale cookies and talking way too much.
Someone recently said to me ‘you know you don’t have to reply to every comment’ and I was like ‘NO BUT YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND.’ I feel all of this so hard.
There is no expiration date on reading or liking a thing, much less letting the author know it.
Deliberate omission of grammar to show e.g. defeatedness, bewilderment, fury. As seen in Tumblr’s ‘what is this I don’t even’.
‘Because [noun]’. As in ‘we couldn’t have our picnic in the meadow because wasps.’
Use of kerning to indicate strong bewilderment, i.e. double-spaced letters usually denoting ‘what is happening?’ This one is really interesting because it doesn’t really translate well to speech. It’s something people have come up with that uses the medium of text over the internet as a new way of communicating instead of just a transcript of speech or a quicker way to send postal letters.
Just the general playing around with sentence structure and still being able to be understood. One of my favourites of these is the ‘subject: *verbs* / object: *is verb*’ couplet, as in:
Beekeeper: *keeps bees* Bees: *is keep*
or
Me: *holds puppy* Puppy: *is hold*
I just love how this all develops organically with no deciding body, and how we all understand and adapt to it.
Is your latte too hot? Mine was this morning. I was at the bustling Oasis shopping center in Kampala, Uganda, and I took one sip and then spilt it all over me. You know who else has these problems? The local Ugandans that frequent this shop, and make up the majority of it’s clientele.
As Africa stabilizes across the continent, Westerners forget that average daily problems in Europe or North America are not that far off from that of the African middle class. Our smart phones sometimes freeze up. That’s annoying. The DJ is playing shit, so we leave the club.
Which is not to say that there aren’t problems. It’s not to pretend that all of Kampala or Nairobi or Kigali is a paradise of African wealth where the biggest problem is a warm beer. There is real, stark, damaging poverty here. But there is similar poverty in Clichy Sous Bois in Paris. There is similar poverty in Brooklyn. In Chicago. The outskirts of Amsterdam.
The idea that an African can’t have similar issues to those living in London is a mistake. It is a mistake rooted in the idea that Europe is somehow superior or has vast amounts of wealth. In reality, the East African GDP has been steadily on the rise for years, whereas the economic outlook in both North America and Europe have been steadily declining. Angola just gave a loan to their former colonialists, Portugal. Our cities now have thumping clubs, eclectic cuisine and most of these places are owned and invested in by locals.
Stop feeling bad for Africa. It doesn’t need your pity.
If you want to do something to help those who survive on very little, try investing in it. Instead of buying Tom’s shoes which give away free shoes (and therefore remove jobs from hardworking Africans making shoes) invest in Sole Rebels. A woman-owned Ethiopian based shoe company that pays their workers a livable wage.
Tonight I am going with Ugandan friends and some expats to watch the Poland vs. England match, live on DSTV at my local pub. I will eat grilled tilapia and drink some beer. This is not an extraordinary life here. This is the new Kampala average. This continent is far from perfect. Uganda is far from perfect. But it is getting there, and if you think for one minute Africans do not experience massages, cupcake shops, foam on our coffee, car trouble, banking woes and hangovers after too much fun, you are dead wrong.
It’s not all flies on babies. Welcome to the real Africa.
Please please please be safe, there is an amoeba in the drinking and tap water, which is highly dangerous.
It’s around St. Bernard Parish, Jefferson (where my boyfriend lives) and all of the Parishes around.
If you want to drink or bathe in the water it’s recommended that you RUN THE TAP FOR 5 MINUTES to clear the pipes, then BOIL FOR 1-2 minutes which will make the water safe. Please DO NOT fill pools with hose water! DO NOT touch the water before its boiled! DO NOT allow any water to go up into your nose! If it goes up your nose within two days and you start feeling symptoms get to the hospital right away! The amoeba infects you through the nose so please be careful!
SYMPTOMS:
“Initial symptoms, which start within the first week of infection, include headache, fever, nausea, vomiting, and stiff neck. Later symptoms include confusion, loss of balance, seizures, and hallucinations. Death typically occurs within 12 days.”
Again, everyone in Louisiana be safe, watch the News to find out when your area is safe and clear!
****SIGNAL BOOST****
Got a couple friends I know are in that state, but for them and all of you, be safe, k?
This is happening up north here in Minnesota too so BOOST
ALSO, if you weren’t already aware, NEVER EVER do Neti pot with tap water. That’s how someone in Louisiana got a scary-ass brain-eating bacteria a few years ago.
I feel like the Leverage fandom is a secret, underground organization. You don’t know it, but we are actually everywhere. Just waiting for a turn of phrase or a little wink wink, nod nod in the right direction. We drop little lines that you wouldn’t even know we’re quotes. But they are. And we all know it. We are a small community and if you post something about our team, we will all eventually see it. When you discover Leverage for the first time and start posting about it, other fans come out of the woodwork and you realize all these people you’ve known for so long are actually fans of it, too.
It’s a perfect little show that lasted 5 years on the small screen but will last forever in our hearts. They hooked us with the long con. We fell in love with Nate’s hats and Sophie’s acting. Eliot’s flying tackles. Parker’s quirks and Hardison’s sass. We found the people we belong with. We found a family. We all changed together and made a very distinctive fandom. And whenever we meet someone who doesn’t understand our references but we know will enjoy the show, well then:
I feel like if/when Hardison and Parker have kids, they’ll all wind up being Super-Skrulls. They’ll be grifters, thieves, hackers, hitters, and masterminds all rolled up, because they’ll learn from their parents. I mean, we’ve already seen Eliot, Parker, and Hardison teach kids how to do what they do. And considering how famous Eliot, Parker, and Hardison are in the criminal world, those kids’ll be legends before they even start committing crimes.
But they’ll also have morals. They won’t be like season 1 EPH, they’ll be season 5. They will care so much about everyone and be willing to fight as dirty as they need to protect them. Whoever gets in their way will be destroyed so severely they won’t even think about getting back up. Maybe they’ll even give people chances. They’ll see a look in someone and think of Uncle Eliot, who they know has done terrible things but they only know him as their favorite uncle (sorry Nate). The guy who cooks Thanksgiving dinner, who tells funny jokes, and always snuck them extra sweets.
Or maybe they’ll see someone tense up the way their mom does if someone she doesn’t know well touches her. She’s never told them about it, but they know something bad happened to her as a kid. They know that’s why she still hesitates a bit when she tells them that she loves them, and why, despite that, she makes sure they know it’s true.
They’ll see those things and think maybe we can help. And they do.
Don’t tell your daughter that when a boy is mean or rude to her it’s because he has a crush on her. Don’t teach her that abuse is a sign of love.
My mom always taught me yell or fight back. Boys would be mean and I would yell back. I would get my ass pinched and I would smack them as hard as I could.
Who alway got in trouble? Me.
They would call my mother and she always came in and lectures my teachers and threatened to sue for making her miss work and treating me poorly.
She always taught my brothers to respect women. The only fights my brothers ever got in was defending women from someone else.
The school tried to call my father once instead of my mother on us. He came in in his full preacher outfit (being a preacher and all) and gave them an entire sermon on what would Jesus day of he was called in. They decided dealing with my mom was better.
I think my favorite story of this is when some kid snapped my bra and I turned around, didn’t even think about it, and punched that little motherfucker right in the nose.
So naturally, I end up in the principal’s office, refusing to apologize.
“He shouldn’t have put his hands on me and I wouldn’t have hit him!” That’s the only thing I was saying.
These people had the unfortunate luck of catching my dad at home, instead of my mom. So he comes fucking sauntering in there, like he’s Clint fucking Eastwood in some western movie and looks at me.
“Melissa, did you punch him?”
“Yes.” I said.
“Why?”
“Because he snapped my bra strap.”
And he turns his squinty eyed glare to the principal and says, “You’re telling me my daughter is in trouble because that squirrely looking kid put his hands on her and she chose to defend herself? That’s what you are saying to me.”
“Well, sir-” The man kind of stuttered because my dad is kind of intimidating in the quiet sort of way that kind of whispers in the back of your mind that this person could be dangerous. “Melissa did make it physical.”
“No. That kid put his hands on my daughter. Are you saying my daughter cannot defend herself when some boy decides to put hands on her? Is that what you are teaching my girl?”
SO INSTEAD OF TELLING YOU WHO TO VOTE FOR, I’M GOING TO TELL YOU HOW TO VOTE BECAUSE NOBODY EVER SEEMS TO DO THAT.
Remember that the 2016 presidential election does not just take place in 2016. The primaries are just as important because they decide who gets to run for president in the national election in November.
i love that charles dickens got paid by the word. like i cant even be mad when he’s boring and long-winded bc i would do xactly the same??? i wouldnt use contractions or colours at all. want to say the word red? too bad. we r now only using “the colour of freshly-spilled blood on snow; the hue of the horizon when the sun sets over the deserts of sub-saharan Africa” BOOM guess who can afford 2 eat now: me and my boi dickens
What I love about Alexandre Dumas, in contrast, is he got paid by the line. So it’s not really wordy, it more like 80% dialogue which makes it sound pretty modern but also ends up like-
Do you mean doctors who spent years learning about abled white cis men’s bodies
do you know anything about the world besides what you read on tumblr
Okay but this is true?? Shut up with your bullshit, the medical industry for a very very long time has used the able bodied white cis male as their standard and that has very real healthcare consequences for a lot of people.
Do you know why most women don’t know when they’re having heart attacks? Why heart attacks kill more women than men? Because symptoms of a heart attack are different for women and the ones that doctors usually recognize and publicize are the symptoms experienced by men. Do you know why it’s so difficult for Black and Brown people to get diagnosed if they have skin cancer? Because doctors have been taught to recognize it on white people. People of size are constantly told that their problems are entirely because of their weight and doctors don’t even bother to look beyond that to be sure that’s the case. So those people have medical conditions go undiagnosed properly for years, and die in the process. Fuck, even just the fact that people think it’s okay to charge women more for healthcare because “they have extra parts” (?????) is indicative of the way the male body has been considered the standard for fucking ever. And the healthcare needs of disabled people or trans people? Forget about it.
OP is 1000% right. The medical industry has used the able cis white male body as their standard of care for CENTURIES and that has real consequences for the rest of us today. It’s getting better but it’s not where it should be. So fuck off with your snarky commentary, you’re wrong. The healthcare industry is not equipped to handle the needs of people with disabilities, women, PoC, trans people, people of size, etc. and that’s in large part due to the fact that the established body of medical knowledge was created by studying able, cis, white male bodies almost exclusively.
Hey there folks, speaking as a trained EMT and a pre-med student, I can confirm that the above person is approximately 7000% accurate. In my EMT training, I would repeatedly ask ‘’but what if my patent is a woman” or “what is my patient is a person of color” and at first all I got was shock. Then I got confused bumbling. I got some answers–basic symptoms of a heart attack in women, how to recognize cyanosis in someone of color, the basics of how to work with an autistic patient or someone who for whatever reason can’t communicate well with you. In fact, EMTs and other EMS workers are getting a lot better at learning the differences between the health care for a person of color or someone disabled. We were even told that we would need to ask our patients for their biological sex (I know, I’m really sorry, I know that there are people who find this intensely uncomfortable or even harmful, but there are real medical reasons for this and most decent EMTs will use whatever pronouns you ask them to). But most if not all of the answers we were given about women were directly related to gynecological issues. The guys teaching me? They were good guys. Nice. Funny. Smart. Devoted to caring for patients. Impassioned about protecting people, especially women and teenaged girls, from assault. Largely not sexist toward me or their coworkers. Hell, they were even smart enough to say “listen, boys, the women in this class have a higher pain tolerance than you, they just do, and as a rule if a women says their pain is a 5 on a scale of 1-10, assume it’s somewhere around an 8” when a kid laughed during the gyno unit. But they just didn’t know what to say when I asked “so if you’re supposed to palpate the patient’s chest, what do you do if your patient’s a triple-D” or when I asked “so if your patient gets menstrual migraines, how do you know if this headache is a stroke or not.” They had never been taught. This is a real problem, one that many medical professionals work hard to remedy once they start practicing. But this is not bullshit. At all. The standard patient is a cis white guy with no disabilities or chronic illnesses. It’s a huge fucking problem and I’m going to need you to step down with your bullshit, there, friend.
Bernie Sanders is still trailing Hillary by 40 points. Do not get complacent. Do not take the above information as “well he’s polling well so everything’s okay!” he is still not projected to take the Democratic nom. so PLEASE keep spreading the word and keep supporting his campaign and get him into office
My mother had three pregnancies, and two children. She had a miscarriage, between my brother and I, in that four year span between our births, there was another pregnancy, another child desperately wanted, who didn’t live to term.
My mother had her pre-natal care, and her post-miscarriage care, at Planned Parenthood.
Because it was the best place for her. Because at the time, she had a two year old child and a bike and they were living just around that nice little sweet spot between ‘desperately poor’ and ‘almost have enough to consider a savings account.’ And when you are poor, and female, and need health services, Planned Parenthood is there.
And my mother walked past the protesters, walked past the people who screamed at her about not killing her baby, about how she was a whore, and she was going to hell. My mother, in mourning for a child that she had lost, blaming herself, hating herself for failing at this most feminine of things, walked through that, to care for herself, to get the medical care she needed. So that someday, two years later, she could have me.
I cannot speak to the courage that must have taken. But that path is walked by thousands of women. Every single day.
She donated to Planned Parenthood until her death. And she said to me, that the people who screamed at her saw her only as a vessel for a baby. They didn’t care about her, they didn’t care about her baby, either. They were pro-birth, not pro-life, because none of them would be there after her baby was born, to offer help and support and care.
The protesters didn’t care about her. And the medical professionals inside did. It is the right of every woman to have access to safe, affordable, quality health care, no matter where she comes from, what her income is, or what choices she makes with her life. And that is what these kind of bills are attempting to take away.
Ok Snape, Voldemort and Harry are the three brothers but do you realise that Dumbledore is Death ? He greeted Harry at King’s Cross and was the one behind Snape and Voldemort’s death.
*epic jaw drop*
old friend
Fuck man
He’s the one who gave Harry the invisibility cloak too
For fuck sake
And he had the stone and the wand too
HOW IS THIS BOOK SERIES STILL FUCKING ME UP. ITS BEEN YEARS. WHEN WILL I HAVE MY FREEDOM BACK JOANNE? WHEN????
Force kids in school to read crappy, overrated books that are “the best books ever written” solely because they’re “classics” and then call those kids idiots because those aren’t the kind of books they like to read and sit back and wonder why we have a nation full of multiple generations worth of people who willfully and proudly refuse to read.
hello
I read every day in elementary school. I ate books up like they were the best thing in the world. Then middle school happened and they forced me into reading the books they thought were more important. Some of which are jn my opinion some of the worst books I’ve ever had the misfortune of laying eyes upon. They completely ruimed my interest in reading and only after high school have I managed to start reading books again.
Oh, and don’t forget trying to cram as much meaning into those “classics” as possible. Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
what are the worst classics?? in your opinion?
Honestly fuck the great gatsby
Lord of the flies. I get it you’re clever and white people are awful now learn to fucking write dialogue and create characters I give two shits about.
Most classics are the epitome of “makes u think” honestly
Fucking catcher in the rye
The Grapes of Wrath. I swear to Christ, I wanted to light that book on fire.
The whole idea of “just copy the notes from someone else” always kinda frightened me because personally I take notes in a shorthand language that makes sense to exactly no one except me. Like I’d feel awful for anyone who tried to copy my notes when they’re just
Story time, When i was in highschool i got in trouble a lot from people copying off me (Yeah love those school rules, someone else cheats without my consent and I get in trouble) so i started taking my notes in a mixture of french, english shorthand, and irish, all of which was written not with the latin alphabet, but the derrillian alphebet that i created in middle school for the language i was making. In short they were a fucking mess and only comprehensible to me. I’ll look later today after i get some sleep and see if i can find my old notebook
wicked
I wrote down my locker combination in binary all throughout high school. Kept it displayed on my assignment pad for whenever I forgot it. Not that anyone was actively trying to break into my locker, but it was something.
Y’all work too hard.
Took all my notes in high school and college in cursive and textbook shorthand. Made a kid cry when I offered to lend her my notes.
