Ea Nasir and his shitty copper being a meme in the year 2021 is one of my favourite things about the internet. Like, most of the web is straight up a mistake but meming Ea Nasir is a shining star in the internet bin fire firmament.
she walked into my office uninvited, and I gotta say it was a relief to have a client that wasn’t a vampire for a change.
the dopest thing about horses is that they’re basically grass engines
like, grass goes in, fast comes out
most things that produce fast (like cheetahs, and cars) use much more heavily processed grass, like horses, and oil
and yet here horses are, producing The Fast with only The Grass
The perfect storm of intelligence and agility
No you’re thinking of San Antonio. Sanrio is an Afro-Cuban religion
sanrio? you mean the guy with the coat and mittens?
Reblogging for prototype theory (yayyy prototype theory!) and good common sense.
is “chai” a TYPE of tea??! bc in Hindi/Urdu, the word chai just means tea
I love tumblr. I love that tumblr is the best social media site of 2021.
Every other site has spent the last decade perfecting the art of targeted ads. I am a wallet of flesh and blood which must be stripped bare and profiled and picked apart for the maximally efficient way to squeeze profit from my presence. Every other site will fold and morph itself to a shape of my liking - like a fairy tale trickster stealing memories and taking their mold - to lull me into compliance and loosen my coin purse.
Facebook sees me searching fitness equipment and injects my timeline with athletic wear ads. Reddit profiles the subreddits I follow and eagerly promotes a new coding bootcamp or cloud service at every turn. Google overhears me lamenting over my moving to-do list on voice call and fills in my “how much to tip movers” query before I’ve gotten the third word typed out.
Tumblr never even tried.
They could have. The information is there. The basic infrastructure, presumably, exists. Tumblr can recommend me tags based on tags I follow, blogs based on blogs I follow, even posts that for one reason or another may strike my fancy. Tumblr could be - SHOULD be - funneling this framework into advertising, as the only means that free-to-use social media platforms can turn a profit in our capitalistic hellscape.
They just don’t.
Today I saw an ad for treating Hyperhidrosis - a condition, I think, in which a person sweats too much - and I saw it twice, four posts apart, and it is so incredibly benignly impersonally ineptly untargeted toward me compared to all other pinpoint-aimed advertising that I’m endeared to it. Tumblr knows NOTHING about me. 8 years, 51,000 likes, and tumblr has not learned a THING about me.
Advertisements for a mattress? Shitty mobile game ads that don’t make even the slightest pretense at being anything other than a candy crush rip-off? Choose-your-own adventure games either about Royal Espionage or Choosing The Wrong Dress For Your Date with ZERO in-between.
And then this. This here. The culmination, the crown-jewel of tumblr’s nihilistic non-compliance with the state of social media advertising. Any pretense of capitalistic exchange is abandoned at the gas station by the side of the road. This is not a company. This is not a product. This is not anything that fulfills the contract of consumer and seller.
THIS. THIS IS WHAT TUMBLR HAS TO OFFER INSTEAD.
“Pour vinegar on your bread, fuck you.”
“Put it in the garbage, fuck you.”
“Your wife says you’re a fucking dumbass, fuck you.”
That’s it. That’s the advertisement. You vinegar-breadless cuck. You virgin extraordinaire bereft of bread and garbage can. I am fucking your wife right now in our vinegar-soaked motel bed. She puffs a cigarette which I pulled from the trashcan and we both laugh heartily at her recounts of your immasculine ineptitude. I don’t want your money. I don’t want anything from you. Fuck you.
Amazing. Amazing. What a state of things to ring in 2021. What a great platform we all collectively choose to be on.
thinking about that WoW epidemic
this also happens prospectively (as opposed to retrospectively) which may possibly be worse
Is anyone else forever frustrated that hearting a single post in a long and vicious argument on here means every previous iteration is hearted too and how will people know which side I’m rooting for? I dunno
Question for the day: how many people in history of civilization have been as bad or worse at sex as Stalin? I don’t mean in the “physical sex life was bad” sense, i.e. he’s a notorious P&V kind of guy. I mean in the “hardcore statism sex is bad and this is why people did horrible things” sense. Stalin had the best sex life of anyone in history. (I mean, last I checked, anyway.)
(He also invented the kaleidoscope, for some reason. I dunno.)