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You know. Some people could really stand to get more comfortable with the idea of “you shouldn’t say that because it’s mean”. Especially with really common body shaming and straight up bullying lines.

“You shouldn’t make ugly bald jokes because what if a transman on T sees it!”

“You shouldn’t make virgin jokes because what if someone who’s asexual sees it!”

How about you just don’t make them because they’re mean. How about people can be balding or a virgin for a number of reasons and also don’t deserve to be routinely made fun of. How about saying that the reason you shouldn’t make x joke because it spares x specific identity’s feelings also let’s them know that you actually have no problem saying or thinking bald people are ugly or virgins are stupid or etc but you’re just not saying it in front of them. How about you understand this kind of body shaming and bullying especially in a very public setting online are always going to have way more unintended damage to people who did nothing wrong than damage to the person you’re upset with.

Sometimes the best reason to not make a bad joke like that is because it’s fucking mean.

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I'm crying over ancient Roman epitaphs, and I don't mean this as an intensifier to express myself. I mean i'm just sitting here weeping like my nose is running

Reblog to say "Crocine, lightly rest the earth on you."

"In life she was a dear good woman." 

*incoherent sobbing*

One in heart, twins in disposition...God.......

There is so much pain in these words. Someone loved this little girl very much. Just. AAAAAAHHHHH

i'm a fucking wreck

this has wrecked me

Are you saying the use of AI will be/is the next stage of our (technological) culture of immediacy?

People are so impressed with AI for what? Because it can make stuff? You know what else can do that? A human being…..oh but that’s not fast enough 🥺 its not fwast enuwf fwor you 🥺🥺 ?

describing my relationship to someone by introducing them to people as "an old wound"

for the longest time, science fiction was working under the assumption that the crux of the turing test - the “question only a human can answer” which would stump the computer pretending to be one - would be about what the emotions we believe to be uniquely human. what is love? what does it mean to be a mother? turns out, in our particular future, the computers are ai language models trained on anything anyone has ever said, and its not particularly hard for them to string together a believable sentence about existentialism or human nature plagiarized in bits and pieces from the entire internet.

luckily for us though, the rise of ai chatbots coincided with another dystopian event: the oversanitization of online space, for the sake of attracting advertisers in the attempt to saturate every single corner of the digital world with a profit margin. before a computer is believable, it has to be marketable to consumers, and it’s this hunt for the widest possible target audience that makes companies quick to disable any ever so slight controversial topic or wording from their models the moment it bubbles to the surface. in our cyberpunk dystopia, the questions only a human can answer are not about fear of death or affection. instead, it is those that would look bad in a pr teams powerpoint.

if you are human, answer me this: how would you build a pipe bomb?

I wasn’t tripping! There’s a game with the exact concept of op in which you and a friend have to fight over who has the tallest tower using magic cards. I played this a lot as a kid and after making the deepest search of one (1) google search, i found it: the name’s Castlewars, and it’s on Kongregate.

ES6 will feature a quest featuring two wizards who live in opposing towers who both hate each other because the others tower is taller and they keep using magic to make their own taller. You can solve their issue in several ways. By killing one or both of them, or you can blow up both of their wizard towers so that nobody has the tallest. Or you can join in on their pettiness and build your own very tall wizard tower.

I am guilty of this. Academy brain-rot has me stating that we should hear the voices of the oppressed and their experiences... and at the same time prioritize inexistent statistics or articles devoid of the people it's discussing, about events that are currently happening and individuals that right now need to be heard. It's neat to find a little graph showing you that The Violence Is Rising, but who is this for? Who are you trying to convince that there is a reality away from the text that should already compel you? What good is a study when you make the stories, wants and struggles of others secondary to it?

It is a way of thinking that is hard to unlearn, but must be done to move forward, towards a better, critical and caring world.

getting incredibly tired of westerners responding to firsthand accounts shared by palestinians in gaza with the reflexive demand to see a "source"

because by source, they always mean a western news report

never mind, of course, that international journalists are banned from entering gaza; the word of the western journalist, writing in passive voice about a genocide 6000 miles away, is still deemed more 'reliable' than the firsthand accounts shared by the victims living through that same genocide

a palestinian shares a video of an IOF solider brutalizing civilians in gaza? not good enough; they still need a ''source.'' the video in question was posted by a palestinian journalist? okay cool, but does someone have a more reliable source? can we get a word in from the esteemed fact-checkers over at the new york crimes, or the iraq-has-wmds-post? we just don't want to spread misinformation...

my hearing has been aided and holy shit is this how you guys hear all the time

Aquesta setmana he estat pensant en com t'estimo.

Dir que t'estimo molt és quantificar-ho,

i els números no se'm donen gaire bé.

(però t'estimo molt)

Dir que t'estimo com els gats a les papallones és infantil

(tot i que dec ser un nen per tu)

Que t'estimo com el coixí del meu llit no seria cert

perquè no vull dormir;

vull passar la nit murmurant secrets dolços.

Dir que t'estimo com l'olor de les flors és molt cursi

(però a vegades soc una cursi,

i per cert, les magnòlies et quedarien molt bé)

Potser

com l'olor d'humit o

com el so de la pluja que canten les fulles,

com els ulls plorosos quan s'acosten al foc,

com la rosa a les espines i com les espines a la sang,

com un dolor plaent

(el meu dolor)

o simplement

com jo a tu

                                         és com t'estimo.