Sometimes People Try To Tell Me That Scientists Are Paragons Of Rationality And I Have To Break It To

Reblog if you're pan, bi, ace, or really love chicken nuggets. I'm trying to prove something.

It’s important to recognise that Barbie (2023) criticises both the patriarchy AND the matriarchy. Yes, the Ken’s are just accessories to the Barbies. Yes, they don’t have any say in the government they live under. That’s the point, you’re supposed to feel awful, you’re supposed to want the Kens to have their own agency, you’re supposed to want equality. The Barbie movie explicitly states that the way Barbie treats Ken is wrong, so much so that once he finds a safe space for his masculinity and individual identity he’s so excited to share it with the other Kens.

But they go overboard and replace a matriarchy with a patriarchy and now the same issue exists but in reverse. That’s the POINT!! THATS THE POINT!!! Barbie is not anti-men it’s pro equality PLEASE understand this

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Your sixth most recent emoji is how your guardian angel feels about you

Don’t normally reblog stuff like this, but I think it’s important for everyone to see.

Okay actually with me reblogging a lot of these posts about queerness I just want to say this.

I am queer. You cannot separate my queerness from me.

My childhood was not surrounded by queerness. I did not have enormous queer internet communities full of love and support readily available. I was not "influenced" into queerness as a child; I grew up and live in a small rural town filled with conservative, religious people who hate queers like me. I was shielded from the joys of accepting myself. My family, while certainly better than they used to be, still look down on queers. I'll never forget coming out to my meema my freshman year of high school and she said to me "I love you, but I do not support you." And for the first time I understood what conditional love and support was. "I love and support you so long as you are what I want you to be."

I am lucky that as a teen, as I first genuinely began questioning, the beginnings of queer liberation on the internet was getting huge and I could find answers to my questions and much needed support. I am lucky that as a young adult queerness is more accepted, even in places like where I live.

There are older queer people who did not have that luxury. Older queers who lived through violence and hatred and fought for us younger queers' rights. Queer people who have lost their lives, who did not get to see the world today and how far we've come.

They did NOT fight for us just so we could say who and who is not queer. They did not die for us just so we could exclude each other from our communities.

Do not disrespect the sweat, blood, and tears that they sacrificed for us to be where we are today.

We have a long way to go, we're still far from perfect, and we need to fight together to continue the work. It is our turn to continue this fight for our rights. Let us give the older community members a well deserved break. We will get this done for you. We will fight together until we don't have to anymore.

bad in foolish’s chat is always a delight

Normalize hating the things you love. Normalize loving the things you hate. Existence is complicated, emotion is complicated. It doesn’t have to make sense, not to you nor to anyone else. Things can be objectively bad and make you happy. Things can be objectively good and make you sad. The only thing abstract concepts like “hate” and “love” are defined by is how brave you are, how willing you are to challenge the way that people use language, and the ways that emotions can oppose each other even within the same host.

My favorite show is, admittedly, awful. The writing is bad, the characters are bad, the art is bad, it’s awful. But in the same breath I say that, that it is so objectively terrible and that I hate to associate myself with it, I can say that I love it. It’s like a warm hug on a cold day and even if the source isn’t great, the warmth is, and I love it. Even things that hurt you, that you hate for hurting you, you can still love. I love the smell of cigarette smoke, it's warm and tangy and I’ve always loved the way fire smells in all of its forms. I hate the smell of cigarette smoke, it killed my grandma and still filled her room after she was gone, it almost killed my dad too.

I love that I’m figuring things out, that I’m trying to heal. I also hate it. I feel like a feral cat in an alley and even though I know the hands reaching for me are just trying to help, all I know how to deal with, anticipate, is harm. I love that I’m not in pain anymore, but I hate it at the same time because the pain is how I learned how to function. It was my motivation, my drive, and without it, without the stabbing fear in my chest, I don’t know how to motivate myself.

Hate and love are closer than most would like to admit, barely a hair’s breadth apart. I’ve heard, before, that the opposite of love isn’t hate, but rather apathy. After all, the opposite of strong feelings is no feelings, but I feel like that doesn’t do their closeness justice. It’s hard to describe, but both feel like drowning, just different. Love is peaceful, it still hurts but it’s willing, painful and pleasant, suicidal. Hate is anger, it’s thrashing in the water as you fight for your life, you don’t want to die but you’re not strong enough to break the surface. Both are painful, both can be deadly if you fall too deep, but from the outside both are the same.

Emotions are fickle things, even the strongest changing with the tides. When I’m with my friends I hate my parents and love myself, but when I’m with my parents I hate myself and love them. It’s complicated, and hard, but life wouldn’t be nearly as colorful if not painted with our emotions. I’m not sure why I wrote this, just, understanding I assume.

the thing that gets me about the barbie movie being framed as an "anti-men" movie is that it's fundamentally untrue to the message it's sending out. the movie is an empowering feminist piece as much as it is a cautionary tale about men letting their insecurities and doubts about their place in the world lead them to falling into the alt-right/incel/mra pipeline. it's looking out for men just as much as it's looking out for women, and the only reason you might find this as an "anti-men" message is because you somehow deeply believe that this is the wrong message to send

Hell yeah, knife day!!

happy ides of March

How is there STILL no official word on if Dead Boy Detectives has been renewed for a season 2?