"you're The Writer, You Control How The Story Goes" No Not Really. I Wrote The First Sentence And Then

This but Instagram trying to get me to type with ai for my text chats with my long distance friend I can only keep up with over Instagram. Like, no motherfucker, I am going to talk to my friend myself. Get the fuck out of my way

no, spotify, i don't want to use ai to "turn my ideas into playlists". i already fucking do that with my brain and hands and i do it for fun. what, should i get ai to pet my cat for me? to play my silly games for me? to spend time with my beautiful wife for me? how about i rend you asunder

EVERY FUCKING TIME

it hasn’t even been a week and already some wretched soul is using that idiotic man vs bear meme to justify Israel’s treatment of Palestinian civilians

remember that anti-refugee meme about poisoned skittles that was identical to a “feminist” one about poisoned m&ms?

these ~feminist thought experiments about how evil and dangerous Men are and how sadly that means individual men are guilty until proven innocent always end up like this. it’s inherently dehumanizing even when it doesn’t also straight up promote misconceptions about the sources of violence (for instance, the bear thing involves randos but as we all are supposed to know by now, you’re more likely to be harmed by someone you already know)

oh and here’s a bonus “analogy” from the same women’s safety uwu modus tollens motherfucker

@ferventfox @loving-n0t-heyting get a load of this shit

TIL that the reason lead levels in children’s blood have dropped 85% in the past thirty years is because of an unknown scientist who fought car companies to end leaded gasoline. He also removed it from paint, suggested its removal from pipes, and campaigned for the removal of lead solder from cans.

via ift.tt

forgot to post it here but i drew this a little while back when when dainix was initially exploding on the boat.

its micheal, watching in horror as the boss bars stack up

I love that there’s three puns in Batten Rouge’s name. One, it sounds like Baton Rouge, a city built on the Mississippi River. Two, batten the hatches is a pirate expression. Three, batten has bat in it

Continue Escalating

Also, the other reason it feels weird to me when people do the whole leftist talking point thing about how something like punishment or prison is always bad but THEN clearly think some people deserve the book thrown at them is, like…

When I did social services type pf work, i found it really difficult to work with people I knew had abused kids. Especially the ones who said things like, “you’re only wincing at that because you’re white, it’s so cute” or even worse, the ones who said “Look. My son is DISABLED. I can’t reason with him. I have to hit him, because nothing else works. And I have to use my belt, because he doesn’t respond to less pain than that. The courts are just wrong.” (Yes, I’ve heard that one repeatedly.)

If I could I’d ask other people tp handle these cases. But I couldn’t always, and sometimes I felt like askin* would mean having to disclose my own history to the coworker I was asking t9 take this stuff on when I didn’t want to.

So in some cases, repeating to myself “she’s a person, all persons should be fed, therefore I will help her to apply for food stamps and then run to the bathroom to clean myself because I feel dirty” was the only thing that kept me from saying no.

Which… I shouldn’t be unfair to people who haven’t experienced this thing. But it still troubles me when People spout “human rights are universal!” but then are like “shoot abusers dead on sight.”

Because like… you’re conveniently defining “human” to not include people you hate, there.

Jesus christ, I wish to just one day be this pinnacle of wit, horniness, and sacrilege.

weirdest art trick i have is that sketching limbs is easier and neater if you slice em at the joints instead of using those little circles

parents got a new cat they named lord montague and this morning i heard my dad in the other room say "i would have to advise against that decision, my lord" followed by a crashing sound