Fem andreil
one thing i need you all to realize is that you have to fight like hell for the marginalized people you don’t like. you have to fight for the cringey discourse queer and the misogynistic man of color and the transphobic cis woman and the politically conservative jew and the racist disabled person. you don’t have to like them or agree with them. but if you see them experiencing bigotry and you are a person who claims to be against bigotry, you are obligated to fight for them. you have to fight against bigotry, even if you don’t like the target of that bigotry, because as soon as you let yourself slip, as soon as you allow bigotry on your watch, even if it is directed at the shittiest person you’ve ever met, you’ve now established that in your personal ethos bigotry isn’t wrong, it’s a weapon. and as soon as you’re okay with bigotry being used as a weapon, you have already lost.
we should globally ban the introduction of more powerful computer hardware for 10-20 years, not as an AI safety thing (though we could frame it as that), but to force programmers to optimize their shit better
Sorry 😞
please understand i am not booping you gently on the forehead. i am smacking your ass, it is audible and there is JIGGLING
Me when I think about DC unintentionally making Batman so female coded. We’re constantly reminded his identity is based and fed by a shitty man. That he wouldn’t exist without him.His trauma is either diminished to be a point of ridicule, or invalided entirely. He’s expected to know everything, to have a perfect reaction all the time, to be somehow devoid of emotion yet shamed for having empathy. DC trying so hard to push the father optic on him yet the fandom sees him as a mother. He’s the problem and the solution and the root of destruction. He keeps Gotham alive, but he’s not raising it. He makes everything and belongs nowhere.
Tell them the air is halal too
Love how tumblr has its own folk stories. Yeah the God of Arepo we’ve all heard the story and we all still cry about it. Yeah that one about the woman locked up for centuries finally getting free. That one about the witch who would marry anyone who could get her house key from her cat and it’s revealed she IS the cat after the narrator befriends the cat.
Me: You know how when you were a kid and you’d wish that you’d get sick or injured in a way that would justify why you didn’t live up to your potential?
Everybody, apparently: No?