grab your nonbinary unspecified body part and do something vague to it

These ain't staying in the tags

Sam Handwich.

If Pikiwedia says it it must be true.

I made Pikiwedia real. Works for any Wikipedia page. Use this wisely :)‌

Oh, wary dell vone

Goodmorning to the Anthropic Claude AI training scraper that suddenly decided to request 660 thousand pages (exactly the number I had remaining on the starter plan) and brought Pikiwedia down. 

Sudden switch from diverse user agents like chrome, safari, messenger preview to Just Claudebot. I'm not even mad though, this is maybe the funniest thing possible, because I've inadvertently poisoned their training data with thousands of fucked up articles with normal urls. 

Pikiwedia perseveres, back up with a better robots.txt. I hope Anthropic has a gery vood time with Pikiwedia's data :))

no your honor I absolutely can make my case like an adult. first things first, fuck the defendant and fuck his family too. secondly,

"Fascism is anyone I don't like, including those I don't like because of my own racism" being a common MO of a lot of people's leftism presently is the sort of thing we'd dismiss as too on the nose if you wrote satire around it a few years ago

gerim you all are amazing and wonderful. jews-in-progress you all are amazing and wonderful. don't let anyone tell you anything else. ❤️❤️❤️

I wish I had a magic button that would scan the entire Internet and block any media that mentions gaza, netanyahu, israel (by non-jews), palestine or genocide. I'm so fucking exhausted. I want to be able to enjoy content without getting jump scared out of nowhere and having to check another creator, show, company, etc on the list of stuff I have to avoid. no amount of filters, tag blocking, whatever helps at all. it's just exhausting. I'm sick of hearing about antisemitic attacks, policies, countries. I'm sick of hearing about what politicians are using israel as a stepping stone to try and get brownie points with dumb college people. I roll my eyes at the idiot bigots, but my heart breaks seeing otherwise educated people that genuinely believe that I am fundamentally evil.

and I want to engage in jumblr and other jewish communities without constant posts about I/P. we are not defined by how other people label us. we are not that war. why is our existence only contextualized in our relation/difference to palestine, muslims and christians and why are we also doing it to ourselves? our existences aren't political. I want jewish joy. I want to go back to Israel where I don't have to deal with white virtue signalers. we as a people have been through so much.

I'm so tired.

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Jew-haters are so determined to blame Jews and Israel for everything that it's honestly unreal at times. Wildfires, floods, climate change, wars, economic trends, political scandals... while at the same time being absolutely furious if Jews or Israel actually does do anything.

I swear, Iran could fire off another wave of missiles aimed at civilian areas in Israel and these people would cheer. Hell, one of those missiles could hit the Al-Aqsa Mosque due to inadequate missile defense (because these chucklefucks are all about "Defund the Iron Dome!") and it would still somehow be Israel's fault.

Hamas could find a way to fire off a missile from inside al-Aqsa that destroyed the dome and people would still yell about how Israel did it.

I think it is extremely important for everyone in the Greek mythology community to know that even though Greeks can have light skin and light hair, and that white supremacists like talking about Ancient Greece and using statues as their profile pictures, it doesn't mean white supremacists actually like Greek people.

White supremacists use Ancient Greece to insert themselves and their beliefs, completely erasing an accurate Ancient Greece and actual Greek people and culture from the narrative. There's a reason why when discussing the casting of Helen in Christopher Nolan's The Odyssey, they only show pictures of blonde, blue-eyed, Germanic, or Anglo-Saxon women, and never actresses who are actually Greek or of Greek descent. Just like how a black woman playing Helen is an issue to them, a Greek woman playing Helen is also an issue to them.

Since the very beginning of the concept of whiteness, beginning in the 19th century, white supremacists have excluded Greek people from whiteness, like they did for other ethnicities that you may now consider white, such as the Irish and Italians. Whiteness did not exist before the 19th century. When whiteness was conceptualized, it was purposefully created to not just view people native to the Americas, Africa, Asia, and Oceania as lesser than, but to also view other Europeans as lesser than.

Even if Greeks are viewed as white today, white supremacists still won't accept them because their culture does not fit into their vision of whiteness, and they don't accept them as descendants of the Ancient Greeks because they think it is impossible for them to be related to a past where they've inserted their perfect image of white society onto.

every Track AIPAC ad be like

RED SCARY BAD

GREEN YAY GOOD

The Zionists invented complexity and nuance in 1948 because They don’t want you to know all political and moral decisions can be easily sorted into RED BAD GREEN GOOD.

Movement nudge! UN-stiff edition.

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Surveillance state

Imagine openly announcing that you think democracy is a "genocidal warpath" and "gruesome." I'm waiting for this chode to claim that we should bring back the divine right of kings and give all power to one person.

Do you think they know what democracy is and they're just completely brainwashed by the Internet, or do think they have no idea what the term means and believe democracy means "imperialism" or some such nonsense?

Before anyone asks, this user was 24. Baby, this shit would have sounded fucking stupid if you said it in high school. It looks so much worse when you're an adult saying it with your whole chest.

Someone remind me which political system was in place with Pol Pot, again?

The thing about the idea of not judging historical figures by modern standards is that within context I can get behind it. Progressive thinkers of the past often read as basic common sense or even regressive in the modern day, and looking at them through the lens of their time gives one a better appreciation for their ideas and contributions to history.

The issues come in because most people who advocate for this just don’t want you to talk about the unpalatable parts of a historical figure’s life and decisions like George Washington’s status as a fairly large slave owner for example. You can talk about the merits of certain things Washington did and still acknowledge things like slavery at Mount Vernon.

There is also of course the people who say this about figures that were viewed as backwards if not total monsters in their time- like Christopher Columbus.

So--when I was in my mid-twenties and the Disaster Ex tried to make me kill myself, the local mental hospital didn't have any beds open in the usual ward for attempted suicides.

What they did have was a single spare bed in the small, comfortable, quiet, wildly expensive facility for girls with eating disorders.

They asked each of the young women currently living there if it was acceptable that I might occupy a bed in one of the rooms for a while, just the long weekend while I was waiting for a doctor's evaluation. I hadn't been violent, I had gone with the cops without putting up any fight at all, and I was still and I was small and all those things were sufficient for me to be deemed safe. So up they sent me, to somewhere high in Western Psych, above the smells and sounds of the denser-packed wards, above where the care workers were harried and frustrated, to a gentle space with seven or eight young women in it.

I was five foot three, and I weighed about 115 pounds. I was underweight for my frame, as a fair amount of that weight was martial arts muscle; I would probably have been ten pounds heavier if I were healthy, with the amount of activity I got.

I was at least two inches shorter than pretty much every other young woman there, six or seven inches shorter than one of them, and I had at least thirty pounds on several of them. The tallest was not allowed to walk, she had to sit in a wheelchair and be pushed around, because her condition was so advanced that the motion would undo what good her hard work had done.

And over the course of the four or five days I was there, multiple of them came up to me alone to quietly tell me that I had the *perfect* body, and they wished they could be as skinny as I was. That I needed to live, because I was beautiful, and if they were as beautiful as I was, they wouldn't need to be here.

Their eyes were on me all the time, in the hours that I wasn't sleeping. I spent a lot of time sleeping, and we took our meals separately (I not needing to be monitored while I ate, and not having my food weighed), but we spent a fair amount of time sitting around in the little shared living room space, talking about movies and magazines and books we'd loved, talking about our families. I didn't talk about my family; they didn't pry.

They were all so fucking nice.

And I could have broken any one of them over my narrow knee. They each thought they were bigger than I was.

Their brains lied to them, every time they looked at a mirror. Every time they looked down at their own thighs. What they saw was not what I could see. They had bright, beautiful eyes in dark hollows, and I could count their vertebrae, could see their ribs winging when they breathed, could see the motion of every tendon on the backs of their hands.

They weren't celebrities. They weren't being paid to have particular bodies, nor were they deep in the toxic sea of having strangers take photos of them to sell to gossip rags if they stepped out of doors in old jeans. They had families and loved ones who were doing everything that they could to protect them, to uplift them and help them be healthy. They were just everyday people--a nurse, a couple of students, a couple of recent college grads, a young woman who had decided it was time to really get help because she wanted to be a mother--and still they'd been so injured by the neverending fucking deluge of body-image bullshit that they were dying of it.

That was in 2009. Things are worse now. I think about them still. I hope that they're all right.

And in case some people aren't aware: anorexia is deadly. There is a point at which your body looses the ability to digest food and you are no longer capable of improving.