This graph implies either 1996 was 1000 years ago or the wheel was invented 90 years ago.
We only get 3 months of decent weather in Washington and you can't take August away from me. It is summer. Agree or fight me. :)
A young cashier told an older woman that she should bring her grocery bags because plastic bags weren't good for the environment. The woman apologized, "We didn't have this green thing back in my day."
The young clerk said, "Your generation did not care enough to save our environment for future generations." She gave him a firm stare and a hard grin and said “Back then, we returned milk bottles, soda bottles, and beer bottles. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed sterilized and refilled, so it could use the same bottles over. They were recycled.
Grocery stores bagged our groceries in brown paper bags, which we reused for numerous things. We walked upstairs because we didn't have an escalator in every store and office building. We walked to the grocery and didn't climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time we had to go two blocks.
Back then, we washed the baby's diapers because we didn't have the throwaway kind. We dried clothes on a line, not in an energy-gobbling machine burning up 220 volts -- wind and solar power did dry our clothes back in our day. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing.
Back then, we had one TV, or radio, in the house -- not a TV in every room. The TV had a small screen the size of a handkerchief, not a screen the size of the state of Montana. In the kitchen, we blended and stirred by hand because we didn't have electric machines to do everything for us. When we packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, we used wadded-up old newspapers to cushion it, not Styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap.
Back then, we didn't fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. We used a push mower that ran on human power. We exercised by working so we didn't need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity.
We drank from a fountain when we were thirsty instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time we had a drink of water. We refilled writing pens with ink instead of buying a new pen, and we replaced the razor blades with a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull.
Back then, people took a bus and kids rode their bikes instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. We had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And we didn't need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 23,000 miles in space to find the nearest burger joint. But the current generation laments how wasteful we old folks were just because we didn't have the green thing.”
The cashier stood there still and quiet as the old lady found her wallet to pay. Then lady turned to leave but stepped back and turned toward the cashier. She said “You have a world of knowledge in that little device in your hand. Pity you just use it to gossip, take pictures, and waste time. It would do you good to search a bit of history before you embarrass yourself like this again.
Forward this to another selfish old person who needs a lesson in conservation from a smart-ass young person.
Y’all I’m dying
To believe in something beyond objective reality is a religion. You cannot force people to believe your religion.
Yes, let's talk about "your" pronouns for a moment, because I have some thoughts on the matter...
What's that? Oh, silly me. By "let's talk about," what you actually mean is "unquestioningly comply with my demands."
Be that as it may, "we" - which is to say, "I" - am going to talk about it regardless.
Let's analyze this for a moment.
She gives the game away right up front: blue heart is for boys, pink heart is for girls. This ideology is based on stereotypes. If you still doubt this, I don't know what else to show you to convince you.
Secondly, her "gender" isn't a profound knowledge of personal identity, because it changes faster than the weather. I'm not even sure it's her personality, because anyone whose personality changes that rapidly and that wildly has some kind of severe disorder. What she's calling "gender" seems to be nothing but her mood.
Thirdly, and I keep having to repeat this, if your "gender" requires others to participate, then it's not a "deeply personal sense of self." Just like your faith cannot be "a personal relationship with Jesus" if everybody else has to pray or refrain from pointing out the flaws in the bible. "Gender is a social construct" means that your "gender" only "exists" to the extent people play along. People are sick of being bullied into pretending for narcissists.
More importantly, you don't get to make others participate and then deny them any say or input. You can't give people an obligation with no authority, because if you think you can, then others can give you an obligation with no authority.
And you don't get to make others responsible for your mental wellbeing, to carry the burden you cannot or will not, and then get angry when they don't meet your standards or decline the obligation at all. You are responsible for you. Trying to make other people responsible for your emotions or mental state is psychotic. Xians insist that humans - and particularly children - are responsible for keeping their god happy, evidently because he cannot do it himself. You're just as much of an immature psychopath. We are not responsible for keeping you from bursting like a fragile soap bubble.
You can have a personal, unquestionable conviction, or you can have a matter of public interest and discussion. As soon as you insist others participate, you forfeit the right to cordon your beliefs off from scrutiny. If you want your beliefs to go unmolested, then keep them to yourself.
If it's nobody else's business, don't make it other people's business. You can't claim your "gender" is nobody else's business, nobody else gets a say, and then insist it is their business to comply with these demands and prop the whole delusion up.
Private concern or public interest. Choose one.
Fourthly, anyone who comes up with rules like this is a sociopath who is trying to control, manipulate and trap others. Since third-person pronouns are used primarily when someone is not present, when referring to an individual when talking to others, this is a form of authoritarian thought-control. You do not get to dictate how others must see you or think of you. They get to decide for themselves what they think of you, regardless of whether or not you like it, and it's none of your business. And if your sense of self is so flimsy that you must coerce them to conform their view of you to your own view of yourself, then you have bigger problems than "your" pronouns.
When she walks into room, people stiffen because they have to talk like idiots around her - and that's part of the appeal. She wants to be "misgendered," because who is she if she's not a marginalized victim and the center of attention? That's the trick: either you comply, and she wins, or you refuse, and she gets to pretend to be a victim and she wins. Nobody's obliged to pay attention to these insane, imaginary rules, much less play along. When she's already gamed it to win no matter what, the only way for you to win is to retain your integrity and self-respect and tell the truth.
And finally, you do not have pronouns. The pronouns belong to the language, in this case, English. The English language has pronouns for you. You don't have your own pronouns any more than you have your own conjugations or your own adjectives. Other languages, such as German, French, Spanish, Italian, Russian, Chinese and Japanese, have their own structures, and they're not for you to "fix" with your stupid activism.
And yes, languages change. They evolve through common usage and common acceptance, not through narcissists performing blunt-force creationism enforced with emotional manipulation and vilification.
She's an average, unremarkable girl who's found a socially acceptable way to control other people and pretend to be interesting.
My adjectives are amazing/brilliant/impressive.
Misadjectiving is hate. #BeKind
P.S. I miss the days when pink, green or blue dyed hair was a sign of rebellion and uniqueness, rather than a predictable trope and red flag that warns the world about all your views and opinions before you ever open your mouth. #MakeDyedHairCoolAgain
In honor of the Ides of March, my favorite Tiktok
the next time someone wants to argue about "what is a woman", i'll just send them this post honestly
Dick didn’t set out to murder Zucco with the intent of being a killer. He viewed it as an unfortunate byproduct of his actions.
His real goal was to “purge the world of criminals” because “darkness needs light.”
Do you realize how unhinged that sounds? It means Robin wasn’t created from anger. It was created from the messed up psyche of a child who realized at 8 years old that the entire world needs something better than what it was given and so he went out and became it.
I cant properly explain how insane that is. It’s like putting the logic of the Joker inside the mind of child but turning it for good. Everything is falling into place now. That is why the Joker hates Dick-he is the one Robin the man couldn’t break. Literally COULDN’T because when he’s facing Dick, he’s facing the version of himself that would have existed if he had put himself to good. That was would break HIM.
Imagine spending the better part of your life doing your utmost worst to show Batman that people and the system are inherently evil only to have him fall head over cowl for a version of yourself to completely invalidate your reason for existing. How psychotic would you turn when you realize you have nothing to prove?
This also explains why Dick is so well adjusted and sociable in a way that Bruce and the others aren’t.
Bruce loses it when he loses his children, he thinks it’s a failure of his abilities and doubts his life’s work.
Jason loses it when he thinks he’s been replaced because his reason for being is having someone care for him.
Tim loses it when he comes to a dead-end. He feels helpless and lost when he doesn’t know the next move because his reason for being is being able to solve what’s wrong.
Damian loses it when he feels abandoned. He feels hurt and broken because he’s a child who wants to be loved.
The reason Dick was the perfect choice for Dark Crisis and to become the dawn of DCU is because his sole reason for being is to be the light.
That is why Bruce refused to destroy a planet when Superman asked him too. That is why Dick was the only person in the universe who could control the Darkness infecting him when even Deathstroke lost his mind to it. That is why the evil Justice League chose Dick of every one to kill-to make a point.
This is why he’s looked up to by major heroes such as Superman, Wonderwoman, the Titans, the children, the villains, and the civilians.
This is why Harvey Dent called Robin Dick “Batman’s secret weapon.”
Although anger was the baseline emotion, Dick doesn’t have anger issues because:
Robin wasn’t created for revenge. It was created with the intention of building a world so unrealistically good, that the level of the vision Richard Grayson was aiming for and set the standards for- is so terrifyingly inconceivable.
And that-is why he is a happy, feral, monster.
It's better to "test" the road by accelerating quickly than by slamming on the breaks. One is how much you won't move and the other is trying to stop moving, which is more dangerous.
Make time to scrape off your car before you go. Scrape off all of your car. This means the roof and the rear windshield as well.
If the road looks wet but you’re not sure if there’s black ice, look at the wheels of the car in front of you. If you can see droplets flinging up, the water on the road is not frozen.
Your stopping distance will increase exponentially with how bad the weather is. Give yourself at least twice as much room to stop as you normally would.
If your car is going out of control and you HAVE to hit something, aim for something soft (snowbanks are softer than trees) and hit that thing at an angle.
Never get in the car without a coat, hat, and gloves.
If your car is out of control, look and steer where you want your car to go.
Take your car to an empty parking lot with snow in it and purposefully lose control. This will teach you how to handle your car.
If your car is real wheel drive, put something heavy in the trunk to give you better traction.
Take 5mph off the speed limit for bad weather, 10mph off for really bad weather.
For automatic transmission cars, the N in PRNDL stands for Neutral. This is the gear that your car should be in if you are trying to push it.
If you need to use your windshield wipers, your headlights also need to be on.
This button is your defroster:
Please use your defroster if your windows are fogging up.
Ultimately, please just stay safe. Do these things not only for yourself, but to protect others on the road.
-Reid
I agree with this wholeheartedly. We want to be sure all credit and appreciation goes to the artist.
I know a lot of fandoms are based around media owned by some huge company or worked on by a lot of people, but let’s keep in mind that Linked Universe specifically is given to us For Free by 1 (ONE) artist, Jojo
She deserves to be credited if you’re going to be posting screenshots of her art because she worked incredibly hard to share this with us when she Didn’t Have To
And I said this a little earlier but I’ll say it again: I do not think we should be sharing screenshots of linked universe on tumblr before Jojo even updates the comic on tumblr.
This is HER au, yeah it’s based on characters owned by nintendo, but this is HER work and HER art
Give her credit when you post screenshots her stuff. Let her be the first to share her amazing and beautiful art with the community we have here on tumblr
Not trying to be mean or anything, but i think a lot of us are used to being in huge fandoms run by companies and not being part of a community that built itself around a fanartist’s lovely work 🫶
Imagine being Master Kohga after “Tears of the Kingdom”.
You finally make it back to the Yiga Hideout; a bit singed, but otherwise unharmed. Everyone is delighted to see you, but your joy at finally returning home is dampened by your anger.
Every single one of your plans has been ruined. What’s it going to take to finally kill that stupid “hero”?
One of your Blademasters, noticing your unhappiness, tries to cheer you up by telling you about their awesome new Blademaster.
He passed the Blademaster exam in record time, set a new record in combat training, and even managed to master the Lightning Helm! He’s a wiz with Zonai technology, and one of our scouts saw him slay a Gleeok single-handily!
Granted, the new recruit’s professionalism still needs work. He refuses to dye his hair in accordance with regulations, keeps approaching uncover operatives while fully uniformed, and won’t stop trying to eat the bananas meant as bait for Link.
But despite those shortcomings, the newest Blademaster is still the best recruit we’ve gotten since the Great Calamity. If anyone can finally defeat Link, he can.
Oh, and what luck! The new Blademaster is here in the hideout right now! Here he comes!
And who should walk in, but the one person you hate most in the entire world.