“I think I need some space, but in a fun way. Like maybe six feet under my shoelace” and Awsten’s blond hair (“I go blond when I’m sad”) are uhh… Concerning 😐
This album is gonna be the anti-Entertainment I bet
Don’t confuse my hatred of the hyperwealthy for jealousy over what they have. I don’t want a six figure sports car, or a 40 room mansion, or a gold leaf truffle wagyu steak dinner. I want redistribution of wealth that allows for infrastructural support of all citizens’ basic survival needs.
Soulmates are not your ~other half~, that’s just nonsense. You are a whole person already, not half a person. A soulmate isn’t even inherently romantic. A soulmate is just the other sock in a matched set. You’re still a whole, complete sock on your own, you are perfectly functional paired with any other sock, it’s just that it’s even better when you match. A soulmate is literally just the person who makes your soul go “!!! Same hat!!!” and wave excitedly.
I want to watch a reverse ugly duckling transformation. A girl who stresses so much about looking pretty and flawless that it’s destroying her even if she doesn’t realize, a girl who only gets attention from shallow men who don’t care about her as a real person.
So one day, she gains the confidence to say fuck it, chops off her hair, wears baggy clothes with sneakers, and swears off makeup. And as a result she becomes a much happier and relaxed person, finally comfortable with her body and face the way they naturally look.
Yeah sure Tumblr is a hellsite but I know someone who wrote a fanfic in the 1990s that someone else didn’t like, so when she was selling printed copies of the zine with the story in it out of her hotel room at a convention, this other woman STOOD IN FRONT OF HER DOOR TO REFUSE PEOPLE ACCESS. Because the story featured a ship she disliked. And I feel like somehow, 10,000 Tumblrs still can’t compare to that level of Extra.
Your periodic reminder that the technology and the scale of distribution changes, the basic impulse to fandom wank does not
I’ve just been reading people freaking out at Target in the US no longer labeling their toys “girls” and “boys”. A fairly common response is something like “How will I know what to get my granddaughter for her birthday if I don’t know which are the girl’s toys?” Hmm, well, what does your granddaughter like? Maybe you could actually get to know her and find out what her interests are rather than treating her as a generic representative of her assigned gender. Just a thought.
On Saturday, after the Category 1 hurricane had devastated the city, local television stations began receiving reports of looting at a Family Dollar that sits directly across from Houston Moore Terrace, one of the largest of Wilmington’s 8 public housing complexes, but the news outlets noticed that there were no law enforcement officers around.
That was because, when cops initially arrived on the scene, the business’ owners told cops that he or she didn’t want to press charges against the people who were taking items from the store. WECT reports that officers “were told by management of the Family Dollar to stand down after receiving reports of looting at the store,” so they did not arrest anyone.
The police department tweeted: “We are aware of the looting occurring at the Family Dollar Store at 13th & Greenfield Sts, unfortunately management has asked not to intervene at this time.”
But instead of clearing roadways or providing assistance to people affected by the hurricane, flooding or power outages, the cops managed to convince the discount store’s owners to press charges after officers “consulted with the district attorney.” When the proprietor relented, the law enforcement officers immediately began the hard work of tracking down the brazen criminal masterminds who made off with the store’s valuable stash of one-ply toilet tissue and off-brand pine-scented cleanser.
First, the brave heroes leaped into action by placing a curfew on the area around the Family Dollar store. Then they began reviewing news footage of the looting, asking the public for help. As the entire city waited with bated breath, wondering how they could sleep knowing that there were people roaming the streets with cases of free, barely-carbonated cases of cheap cookout soda, the valiant first responders finally apprehended the culprits, promising to punish them to the fullest extent of the law.
Absolutely every item in that store is going to have to be tossed from inventory after this storm subsides. The police would have these items go in the garbage rather than have them help the people within the community being devastated by a hurricane. Fucking ridiculous
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