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hey if i ever post anything ai generated tell me and i’ll delete it. i try to keep an eye on it but it sometimes slips past
also if you post about how voting is futile or it was dumb to vote in the election in the us or doomerism that the world is ending I will either unfollow or block. I can’t handle that kind of shit around
abortion clicker early game : you click the belly 50 times in order to perform one abortion. this lets you buy a doctor who performs 0.1 abortions a second.
abortion clicker mid game: you own hundreds of clinics as well as think-tanks which dismantle sex ed courses as well as politicians which strengthen pro choice institutions
abortion clicker late game: the solar system’s resources have been stripped to build a dyson sphere which incubates trillions of humans for the sole purpose of performing abortions on them. once we achieve hyperspace travel, other stars will power superintelligent machines which will simulate octillions of abortion a second
in law school, my mom took me to this stress retreat because my family was vaguely aware i was a suicide risk. and they didnt allow phones, so i brought this huge bag of books. and one of the options for "destressing" was this fake cave grotto thing, where they'd decorated a room to make it look exactly like an underground cave and the air was like -10 degrees, but there was a like 4ft deep pool in the middle that was kept super super hot, so you would just switch between the hot and cold. and they would bring you an endless supply of this weird syrupy drink thing that was like super caffeinated and tasted like sugar and mint. and so i spent multiple days sitting half submerged in this fake grotto drinking mystery liquid and reading. and i have to be honest i really did feel less stressed
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She looked pained. "I don't like this any more than you do, Dr. Grace. If it's any consolation, you'll be hailed as a hero. If Earth survives this, there'll be statues of you all over the place."
Project Hail Mary, Andy Weir - page 429
"There's no platonic explanation for this" <-you need to be nicer to your friends. Right now
i love sluts i love perverts i love dykes i love faggots i love aromantics i love freaks i love librarians i love ibuprofen
the homoeroticization of the word buddy,
Your six-word text post activated my special interest and now like a sleeper agent I’m going to share some historical context that nobody asked for on the homoeroticization of the word ‘buddy’...
An excerpt from Chapter 7 (“Comrades in Arms”) of Allan Bérubé’s Coming Out Under Fire: The History of Gay Men and Women in World War II (1990):
By encouraging men [in the military] to pair up, the buddy systems gave a respectability to devoted male couples, whether or not they included gay men, that was unusual in civilian life. Even constant companions were protected from harassment by temporarily narrow definitions of deviant relationships. “The choice of a buddy,” explained Stewart Stern, who after the war was screenwriter for the film Rebel Without a Cause, “was as or more critical than that of a bride. You'd be living in a kind of physical intimacy which was unlike any other. The classic David Duncan photos of buddies consoling each other, those who had lost their buddies, was very expressive of this. And what greater love song in those days than ‘My Buddy’? Men were having the experience of never having been so close to other men.” Buddies watched out for each other, prayed for each other, did their best not to let each other down.
To outsiders the open affection that buddies expressed toward one another, which was captured in wartime photographs, can appear to be surprisingly “gay.” Gay civilians at the time clipped buddy photographs from magazines, such as one from Life of two GIs sleeping with their bodies intertwined on a park bench, as rare keepsake images of male intimacy. In the 1980s the popular wartime song “My Buddy” became a signature piece for many gay men's choruses, who recognized in its lyrics an open expression of male love that was rare in American society outside of gay life.
The photograph in Life magazine referenced above:
Source: Life Magazine, September 13, 1943, pg. 30. Accessed via Google Books.
The excerpt also references the 1922 song “My Buddy,” which is so worth a listen if you’re not familiar:
This is one of the earliest recordings by Henry Burr, and it has been covered many times since. My favorite version is Frank Sinatra’s 1939 cover with Harry James and his orchestra. I’m also very fond of Chet Baker’s 1954 version with his signature soft vocals, but I digress…
The point is, check out these lyrics:
Nights are long since you went away
I think about you all through the day
My buddy, my buddy
Nobody quite so true
Miss your voice, the touch of your hand
Just long to know that you understand
My buddy, my buddy
Your buddy misses you
Buddies through all of the gay days
Buddies when something went wrong
I wait alone through the gray days
Missing your smile and your song…
Source: “My Buddy” sheet music, 1922. Accessed via University of Maine Digital Commons.
The first time I heard this song I actually looked up the history and etymology of the word “buddy” to see if it had a (heterosexual) romantic connotation in the early 20th century, and could find no evidence that it did. As far as I can tell, this is a song about friendship expressed with a passion that by modern sensibilities comes off as intensely romantic. And, as Bérubé suggests, was adopted by the queer community as early as the 1940’s (and likely before) as an expression of gay love--
(the homoeroticization of the word ‘buddy,’ as it were).
Werner herzog
when I first saw this quote I was like 'that's either david lynch or hideo kojima' and then read the source and realised it's the third and last of their species
here's some other great bits from the interview
