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Star Trek III: The Search for Spock (1984)
shout out to my partner coming home from work one night to me watching MASH and doing a puzzle and immediately saying "goddamn it's like a nursing home in here"
Chico da Silva (Brazilian, 1910-1985), Untitled (Two Birds & Butterfly), 1973. Gouache on canvas, 20 x 26 1/2 in.
what happens is:
-fatphobic limits on weight for trans surgeries are implemented due to fatphobic doctors and a medical establishment that refuses to train physicians to work with fat bodies
-hospitals and clinics and those that work there reproduce these limits as factual and create the conditions for disordered eating and related self-harm among trans people, and uphold systems of antifatness, cisheteropatriarchy, white supremacy, and abled-normativity that render the only 'correctly' binarily sexgendered people as thin
-trans people with disordered eating practices are doubly pathologized and marked as contagion vectors, hysterical, deviant, and delusional, in need only of "recovery" via force-feeding to be cured both of disordered eating and transness
-trans people are thus pushed further from access to life-saving medical care and, in the best cases, instead funneled into an ed industrial complex that routinely abuses even its most privileged subjects, nevermind those already abjected
-trans people either remain in diagnosis-induced epistemic limbo, die of their eds, die by suicide, and/or remain "too fat" to access surgery, knowing that the next time they go back seeking xyz transmedical intervention, they will get the same recommendation to "diet" –– which, make no mistake, is in effect a recommendation to die.
as a woman you're always too young or too old for things because the perfect age is when you're a man
Do the AI people know that the rest of us who never got on the bandwagon are still doing everything the same way we always have
The AI boom has changed literally nothing about my day to day life except I now have to work harder to get access to reliable information, all the important admin work is being done wrong, and I keep getting DMs letting me know the perfectly ordinary and plausible photo I liked was actually a fake image generated by a fascist to generate views and churn out ad money for the purpose of funding their tree-powered puppy-flushing toilet
"But how are you living life WITHOUT Doctor Leroy's Magically Invigorating Nerve Tonic? I can't imagine getting anything done without it!" <- old-timey 1800s guy who has been drinking crank and goat piss daily for the price of a shiny nickel
someone accused me of feigning a sexual attraction to spiders for clout. there's easier ways to get clout, man.....
Someone once called my 22 minute hand sewn 18th century buttonhole tutorial video "Empty, clout driven content" so I think some people will just say anything.
Had a soul-searing moment where I sat unblinking trying to figure out what a "hand sewn 18th century butthole" could be for, until I read that again.
was reminded of that youtube channel that records footage of that bridge that scalps trucks today. one of the fascinating developments that's happened since i last heard about it is that, in one of their many attempts to stop the trucks from being can-opened, they installed a traffic light that detects when a vehicle that's over the allowed height is coming and turns red so the driver can stop and hopefully notice the signage all around that's screaming "YOUR VEHICLE IS OVERHEIGHT TURN AROUND" and avoid an accident. However as a result sometimes drivers see the light turning yellow and IMMEDIATELY start flooring it to avoid having to stop, ensuring that the roof of their truck just gets fucking annihilated instantly. Really beautiful stuff you should check it out
the comments have me in tears
It DOES have a sign. It turns on when it detects something too tall for the bridge. It even flashes. And the traffic lights will go red to get people to stop when it detects an over height vehicle so they read the signs. (note this lovely example where the lights are red, because the truck thought it was better than the lights)
every time I see this post I've forgotten how clearly signposted the canopener bridge is, and every time it hits me like a truck (hitting the canopener bridge and getting the top of its trailer ripped asunder)
Important update, out of curiosity I went to look at The Can Opener on google maps and discovered that they have since opened a THEMED FOOD TRUCK PARK RIGHT NEXT TO THE BRIDGE
Sit down and crack open a cold one and if you're lucky the bridge will crack open a cold one with you.
the webcam is also visible on street view
james flint: odysseus, on his journey home to ithaca, was visited by a ghost. the ghost tells him that once he reaches his home, once he slays all his enemies and sets his house in order, he must do one last thing before he can rest. the ghost tells him to pick up an oar and walk inland. and keep walking until somebody mistakes that oar for a shovel. for that would be the place that no man had ever been troubled by the sea. and that’s where he’d find peace. in the end, that’s all i want. to walk away from the sea and find some peace.
BJ hunnicutt: there’s this little restaurant in sausalito where a seagull sits on the windowsill. you can tell by his expression he doesn’t have any idea that people shoot at each other. when i get outta here, i’m going there every day until i get that same expression on my face.
not to "trying to be chill but can't help noticing how misogyny bleeds through the cracks etc etc" but once you realize that almost none of the cute disney comic relief sidekicks are women you can't unsee it. like that thing only exists to do some slapstick and look cute for plushies. why can't it be a woman. why are ALL of them he/him. it's driving me fucking insane
This post is how I'm first hearing about the snowmance and I was compelled to make this:
Your artstyle is like your gut microbiome in the way its everything you consume and like and it also has all your bacteria up in it. Thats probably how that works
everyone has a ship thats just: theyre perfect. they hate each other. theyre married. they havent spoken in 15 years. they have date nights three times a week. theyre divorced. theyre pining, its unrequited. its requited. theyre starcrossed. theyre meant to be. theyre doomed by the narrative. they love each other. theyve never held hands. they wont stop making out at parties. they cant look each other in the eye