i dont understand how he/him lesbians and she/her gays are so confusing to people
they’re. they’re just using. pronouns. they’re just using pronouns that’s all
some of you will be like “respect everyone’s pronouns or else😡” and then when a cis gay man uses she/her pronouns you suddenly don’t understand how to use correct pronouns bc you don’t think it matches with her sexuality, or a cis lesbian woman will use he/him pronouns and you’ll harass him for not being feminine enough and accuse him of being trans or whatever. like can some of you people make up your damn minds do you respect people’s pronouns or is your respect only for people you can strictly label and understand lmao.
For reals, it doesn’t even have to be a whole cat.
…That sounded wrong.
Anyway, I have a neighbor who rescued a frostbitten, bedraggled little kitten with a badly injured leg, he had to have some amputations done at the vet’s and though Admiral Nelson has some battle scars, he’s the dearest, cuddliest tri-paw’d, one-eyed, half-tailed thing ever, and sure enough, the judges considered him Best in Class for his personality and demeanor. He didn’t just get a ribbon, but a little medal and he did so well at the cat show, that’s how come my neighbor decided to get him formally certified as a therapy cat. Now he has a little vest, and alternately a sort of navy uniform one with a pinned-up sleeve, and when humans are dealing with orthopedic surgery, amputations, even just being unwell in general at a rehabilitation facility where my neighbor works, they sometimes get to spend time with him and often feel quite a bit better.
There was an awkwardness when a nurse had a tuna salad sandwich at the charge desk, the Admiral decided to leave his sleeping patient and go inquire if a deserving cat might have a quick bite between watches, a different patient spotted him in his naval uniform and was worried her medication was causing hallucinations, but apart from that, the little guy does awfully good work and is a popular fellow.
On Saturday I hung out with my 84-year-old ecologist great uncle and he stopped in mid-conversation (abt the return of the whooping crane) and very seriously told me that “you can go one of two ways, as a naturalist”; either you keep sight of the hopeful possibilities, or you don’t. I’m one of nature’s wretched little pessimists but when an old ecologist literally holds your hands in his and tells you, “don’t despair,” you have to try, I feel.
I’m immune to a lot of the “hopepunk” narratives about ecology but…
The Karner Blue butterfly was extirpated from Canada the year before I was born. He donated to one of the projects to bring it back for years, and even though the project he was working on fizzled out, I told him about the branch in Toronto, still going strong. They save every lupine seed they can harvest and germinate them carefully so that in 20, 30, 40 years we might have enough habitat to bring the Blues back. He was part of the first wave of that effort.
Fuck!!!! What do you do with that kind of care? You have to at least try to believe that better things are possible!
New sleep style: hitting the snooze button so many times that you sleep two additional hours in ten minute intervals. I call this Horse Sleep
Worse sleep. That was meant to say worse sleep
I Am So Fucking Tired
Literally immediately after reblogging this to correct it I went “wow, it has a reblog already?” And got all the way to checking my notifs before I realized. That it was me.
I actually wasn’t that far off you guys
HOLY SHIT THE POST IS SAVED
Anyway horse sleep: sleep, but horse. Worse. Sleep but worse. Definitely one of the two.
Like now that I am awake I need to reiterate how huge this is. It was presumed harvested to extinction by the Romans. It was a favorite flavoring and according to historians one of the best contraceptives ever known. True or not it would be fantastic to study that but it being extinct made that impossible.
This is such a huge deal! I hope they get it figured how to grow it.
i desperately need like a canopy bed or a tent bed or an in-wall bed or something i need to be tucked in i need to be protected from the elements i need to be in a little hole in a den in a nest im just a prey animal trying to get by
oh! I have to tell you guys a great story one of my professors told me. So he has a friend who is involved in these Shakespeare outreach programs where they try to bring Shakespeare and live theatre to poor and underprivileged groups and teach them about English literature and performing arts and such. On one of their tours they stopped at a young offenders institute for women and they put on a performance of Romeo and Juliet for a group of 16-17 year old girls. It was all going really well and the girls were enjoying and laughing through the first half - because really, the first half is pretty much a comedy - but as the play went on, things started to get quiet. Real quiet. Then it got up to the suicide scene and mutterings broke out and all the girls were nudging each other and looking distressed, and as this teacher observed them, he realised - they didn’t know how the play ended. These girls had never been exposed to the story of Romeo and Juliet before, something which he thought was impossible given how ubiquitous it is in our culture. I mean, the prologue even gives the ending away, but of course it doesn’t specify exactly how the whole “take their life” thing goes down, so these poor girls had no idea what to expect and were sitting there clinging to hope that Romeo would maybe sit down for a damn minute instead of murdering Paris and chugging poison - but BAM he died and they all cried out - and then Juliet WOKE UP and they SCREAMED and by the end of the play they were so upset that a brawl nearly broke out, and that’s the story of how Shakespeare nearly started a riot at a juvenile detention centre
Apparently something similar happened during a production of Much Ado at Rikers Island because a bunch of inmates wanted to beat the shit out of Claudio, which is more than fair tbh
honestly Shakespeare would be so pleased to know his plays were nearly starting brawls centuries into the future
I played Claudio once and I fully support this
“When we took Shakespeare’s “Measure for Measure” into a maximum security woman’s prison on the West Side…there’s a scene there where a young woman is told by a very powerful official that “If you sleep with me, I will pardon your brother. And if you don’t sleep with me, I’ll execute him.” And he leaves the stage. And this character, Isabel, turned out to the audience and said: “To whom should I complain?” And a woman in the audience shouted: “The Police!” And then she looked right at that woman and said: “If I did relate this, who would believe me?” And the woman answered back, “No one, girl.” And it was astonishing because not only was it an amazing sense of connection between the audience and the actress, but you also realized that this was a kind of an historical lesson in theater reception. That’s what must have happened at The Globe. These soliloquies were not simply monologues that people spoke, they were call and response to the audience. And you realized that vibrancy, that that sense of connectedness is not only what makes theater great in prisons, it’s what makes theater great, period.”
I get that as a site tumblr wants to constantly iterate on what they’ve got but the way they roll out and rollback UI changes is so frustrating as a user.
The iOS updates never include any meaningful release notes instead it pushes you to follow the updates blog.
And the changes they make always ends up breaking something else which I get if there’s a bunch of legacy code that ruins it but I don’t know why you then try and add more on top of it.
Recently the notification feed highlights everything you haven’t clicked on in blue which is utterly meaningless as it’ll generate a new blue highlight for each reblog or like.
And it’s broken the follower count. Sometimes it doesn’t even appear.
I know I’m just one account pissing into the wind, but while everyone’s talking about twitter going downhill because it’s a bin fire, Tumblr seems to be making silly short-term decisions to try and make things friendly for twitter refugees and ruining what makes Tumblr good in the process.
In complete seriousness, they need to make laws about ads that say they can take no more than one, maybe two, clicks/taps to close/skip. No more “wait 10 seconds until you can skip the video, wait 10 seconds until you can skip the fake playable ad, wait 5 seconds until you can close the ‘download now’ overlay, puts up a half-screen in-app appstore pop-up (which at least you can close immediately).” This should literally be illegal to do.
Edit: this is blowing up so I just wanted to add (haha ad) that this was my “reasonable request” I also think there should be way more and way stricter laws around all advertising in general. I think most advertising as we know it today should be abolished.
Remember The Blind Side starring Sandra Bullock? The movie showed how a kid who had an extremely rough upbringing got help from the family of a school friend, found success in football and ultimately ended up being adopted by the family. Turns out he was never adopted.
Michael Oher says that he was tricked by the Tuohy family into signing documents that made them his conservators. Since he was already 18 at the time the family told him, “that it means pretty much the exact same thing as ‘adoptive parents,’ but that the laws were just written in a way that took [his] age into account.”
Oher also says that papers were signed so that his story and likeness were given away for free to use in The Blind Side. He also never got a single royalty check for the hugely successful, Oscar nominated film in the 14 years since its release.
It just continues to baffle me that they essentially purchased a young Black man’s life to make football money off of, like buying a racing horse, except a person. Like, I don’t know how else to say it. And then made everyone think it was something wonderful they did to “save” an “impoverished, Black boy”, and he’s been saying it for years to no avail that they took advantage of him!
It makes perfect sense when you learn how white people have used the black body to their advantage for centuries. This story and film hasn’t sat right with me almost since it came out so I’m not surprised, but I am deeply saddened for Oher’s experience of being taken advantage of.
The article gets into this, but the movie’s also super fucking gross in how it portrays Oher and his life.
For one thing, it chose to portray him as a slow kid who got into the private high school he graduated from because the Tuohys showed the football coach how, uh, big and athletic he was. In reality, he was a smart kid who impressed the principal of the school by demonstrating academic focus despite his chaotic home life. This change is so straightforwardly racist that I don’t even feel the need to elaborate on it.
The movie also decided to make the Tuohys the ones who introduce Oher to football, even though in reality he already knew how to play and was already excelling in the high school’s team before ever meeting the Tuohys. This change is honestly fucking bizarre. It’s like the Tuohys felt like their white savior fantasy wouldn’t be complete unless it was literally complete, totalizing, with themselves directly responsible for every aspect of Oher’s success.
Anyway, Oher’s taking the Tuohys to court; here’s hoping he can finally get what’s his. He also has a book out.
