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lazywitchling · 10 months
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Why do I keep looking at my dash and seeing
“THEYRE FORCING ALGORITHM ON US”
followed by staff being like
“We’re not switching to an algorithm”
followed again by users being like
“HOW DARE THEY FORCE THE ALGORITHM”
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brightlotusmoon · 3 months
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https://twitter.com/deathbybadger/status/1749501813122867396
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bringinghometherain · 3 months
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Not thrilled to see that "piss on the poor" reading comprehension is becoming a nationwide issue
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andthebeanstalk · 8 months
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the average person doesn't expect you to be a perfect ethical consumer, that's not possible for the vast majority of us. but what youre saying is it's better to do nothing at all and choose the worst possible options (sweat shops, overseas shipping waste, idea/product theft, all wrapped up in SHEIN) than to put even the tiniest effort in where you can.
[they are referring to this post]
What I said was "some people are doing literally everything they can to survive and have no extra bandwidth to spend extra time and money on their purchases, and it is cruel and therefore un-punk to gatekeep punkness and add additional shame to these people's lives based on that fact."
I think it's still a good thing to try to ethically consume; I literally never said it wasn't. I had never even heard of SHEIN before. Rather, I am much more concerned about what I saw as arbitrary gatekeeping based on ability and income.
And frankly how dare you claim that I am supporting sweatshops and abuse by saying that this additional work you are demanding (in this case, presumably, vetting every clothing company you buy from) is not always possible for people. It is not a light accusation to accuse me of supporting abuse.
"How dare you say we piss on the poor", Etc. 🙄 this isn't Twitter. You are determined to enforce moral purity, but you are failing to see the nuance.
Because when I say "no extra bandwidth," I mean no extra bandwidth. This is not the "car shows it's on E but actually secretly it has a lot of gas left" situation that abled people constantly assume disabled people mean when they say they are at their limit.
This is "at a certain point, people will hit a wall in terms of money and time and energy, and any energy spent after that comes directly out of their life force."
So the argument "okay but just spend a little more time money and energy actually" is not a valid one.
And the argument "if you are not able to do this specific task, then it means you're not doing anything else to make the world a better place" doesn't exactly impress me either. You said yourself that it is impossible to be a perfectly ethical consumer for most people.
How do you know what else people are doing to resist oppression? How many hours per week until your standards are met?What if someone works 3 jobs? Does that mean it's harder to be a good person if you're poor?? Why do you get to decide what specific avenue of bettering the world is the most morally repugnant or acceptable? What kind of proof of goodness and effort would make you satisfied enough to lay off on the shame?? Who are you helping??
Clothing is a fundamental human need, and some of us have to buy cheap fucking clothes quickly. Billionaires are buying their seventh yacht this month. The people who own fast fashion companies are abusing their workers and putting local affordable clothing stores out of business - and this applies for basically every company with price points that low because governments are failing to regulate corporations to enforce basic human rights.
I have $300 to spend on a new wardrobe as my old clothes have fallen apart or become too small. Do you have a way for me to get a new winter coat, 3 flannels, 10 shirts, 3 dress shirts, new sandals, 10 pairs of pants, 5 bras, 12 pairs of socks, and 10 pairs of underwear within that budget and also definitely 100% ethically sourced, with free returns in case it doesn't fit? Or will I simply have to use the cheap stores?
I have about an hour to spend on this per week. Should I continue to wear small and tattered clothing until I have the time, money, and energy to meet your standards? Did you know there are more empty homes in this country than homeless people? If I decide to splurge on only 100% ethically-produced products, and I can't make rent, and I become homeless, are YOU going to be there for me?? Or are you busy litigating the endless tiny shames of poverty in your own community?
So I ask you again, are you sure this is where you want to direct your punk energy? Because energy and time, as it turns out, are limited resources. And I would never expect you to secretly have more than you claim to have.
#original#punk#hopepunk#cripplepunk#i swear to god#reading comprehension website#how dare you say we piss on the poor#jfc 'what you're saying is we should do nothing' - what I'm saying is YOU are doing nothing by enforcing this boundary#you have to give people more credit than this. i believe you want a better world too. and it would be cool if you used your energy to#instead ask 'how do i fight for the people in my community to be clothed and have the time and income to shop ethically?'#or 'how do i support activism that pushes for regulation that could control these companies?'#monitoring how poor people spend money is a supremely Republican thing to do. as is demanding clear moral purity from every scenario.#you want a better world too. you want to demand your peers do better. - fine. good.#but you need to be asking if you have remembered and included everyone's needs when making statements like this.#capitalism is all for forgetting about poor and disabled people and refusing to believe their limits.#shame is a necessary weapon in fighting greed but it IS a weapon. be so careful where you point that shit. enough shame can kill a person#and a lot of us are already defending from it from all sides.#shaming a person who is already at their limit for not doing more is an act of cruelty. think very carefully about what that means please.#i literally don't even know what SHEIN is lol i just know classism when i see it#but I've had friends whose clothes were visibly falling apart with no income and so much so shame so deep in their hearts they were dying#and if they had seen that post it would have made them even sicker and gotten them no closer to the dignity of being properly clothed#shame is a weapon and /you need to be careful!!!!/
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halorocks1214 · 1 year
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grayintogreen · 7 months
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“I don’t hate this character/ship/trope and in fact probably love and enjoy it on my own terms, but it’s prevalence to the detriment of anything else makes me tired” is a fandom opinion that should not be controversial.
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tlbodine · 3 months
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You know how Tumblr is the piss-poor reading comprehension site?
You’re better than that. You can learn to read like a pro.
I’m teaching close reading skills for authors on my Patreon. The first post is free, and the next ones are available starting at $1 a month. Learn how to study a text to actually learn from it and improve your own writing.
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saw you on instagram
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also got annoyed about the caption bc you weren't exactly talking about the pandemic "in hindsight" you were talking about the Peak pandemic but comments were turned off
why am I being posted on insta... I feel like an animal meant for observation in a quiet wildlife center that just got put in a show at the fuckin central park zoo
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pensivelyplayfulme · 3 days
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Your text post got notes simulator
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🫵you Follow
Really like the sun. I'm like a plant in that way
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omg I love this. Now I'm thinking of naming my plants after my Naruto: Reborn OCs based on how much they like the sun haha jk unless? someone tell me not to
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why do you all keep putting this shit on my dash. i'll kms if i have to see one more post about the sun
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I just want to point out OP is not the only one who likes the sun! And neither are plants! You can like the sun even if you're a different person who is not a plant (like me)
#also does anyone else think its weird OP is lowkey anthropromorphizing plants? #idk I don't want to start anything #I just hope nobody takes this to mean plants should ever be kept indoors like people #sun #sunny posting
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iceeericeee · 1 month
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I had a dream I made a post that said “Using AI to draw deez nuts lol” and people were coming at me in the tags saying how I shouldn’t be using AI at all and I was disgraceful. So I deleted Tumblr. I woke up super panicked and checked my phone to see if it was true.
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rotisseries · 27 days
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me when I'm in a no reading comprehension challenge and my opponent is everyone in the notes of a popular post
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bisexualseraphim · 7 months
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TERF: Tell me what exactly JKR said that’s so transphobic hmm
Me: Dude she could literally say “kill all trannies” and you’d deny it’s transphobic what’s the point
TERF: UM SHE NEVER SAID THAT??? WHY ARE YOU MAKING SHIT UP YOU MANIPULATIVE LIAR
There were children in my Year 3 Literacy class who had better reading comprehension than these brainless gnats and I wish I was exaggerating
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is-the-owl-video-cute · 9 months
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Lmaoooo your examples of horror are not remotely horror. Merely having creepy or unsettling or tense moments does not a horror media make.
Ah yes, the inherently unsettling and tense moments of *squints at the post* the SAW movies. As we all know those are not in fact horror.
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pixeljade · 1 month
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its not a good look to ask trans girls who were traumatised by rhps and its fans to “get over it”
Hi here is your reading comprehension score for this exam:
F ("How Dare You Say We Piss On The Poor" level)
Nowhere, NOWHERE, did I say anyone had to "get over it"! See you even put it in quotes, which is hilarious because its not a quote from anything I said!
What I *said* is that I dont think I should have to justify my love of it! I'm a trans woman myself, and I felt *empowered* by it! But I even DID justify it, as I said in the post you're referring to, I think there's strength in embracing the narrative the non-queers have painted for us in a fictional, comical setting! It has made me feel far more comfortable being myself, even though that "myself" is nothing like Frank N Furter.
I genuinely am sorry it traumatized you but that is not my fault, nor is it RHPS's fault! As someone who has extensive personal experience with PTSD, if it traumatized you it was probably less the movie itself and more the circumstances surrounding it. Maybe you watched it when you were too young to handle it? Maybe it was presented to you as something it wasnt? Maybe you weren't prepared properly for what it is, going in? Maybe you simply werent prepared to engage with the movie on a truly critical level? That last one sounds harsh, but considering you jumped to me saying "get over it" when I simply said "I shouldnt have to defend my love for it", you clearly DO struggle with that aspect. I mean that with sincere understanding; it can be hard to manage with these harder topics.
It's definitely not as simple or dismissively rude as "get over it", but look. I have PTSD from seeing a man get shot in the head (amongst other things)! Do I fault every single portrayal of a person getting shot in the head? Do I get to go around judging everyone who enjoys movies that show such content? No, that would be extremely self-centered of me! Plus, a world where we say or imply every media which is potentially triggering or traumatizing is evil is one where censorship reigns. And censorship, buddy? Its always gonna come for the queers first. This mentality of "problematic media" is fueling the movement to ban books featuring our experiences, because its the same exact panic of "oh god think of the VICTIMS of this media!" The media isnt to blame, and your attempt to blame it isnt a reasonable approach to your trauma. Your trauma didnt make you do that; your desire to run from your own problems did. And I will not coddle that. If that bothers you the unfollow button is in the top right. I daresay if you cant enjoy dark comedy or critical readings of nuanced queer rep then you wouldnt enjoy my blog in general.
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datasoong47 · 3 months
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wadebae · 5 months
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typical twitter interaction:
muskboy43463759: i fucking hate snow.
sam0488393034489: why do you hate snow?
muskboy43463759: i never said that. you're twisting my words. learn to fucking read!
vs.
typical tumblr interaction:
👣feetbig Follow i fucking hate snow
🦆bingleingadingding Follow why do you hate snow?
👣feetbig Follow it was a cold morning in 1862. I was tending the wood stove, stirring the coals back to life to try to stave off the bite of frost upon on my fingers. Presently, a thunderous rapping sound upon the roof -- three strikes in quick procession -- roused my attention and sent a chill down my spine that had nothing to do with the sub zero temperatures. I knew exactly what that sound meant. He had returned. I threw on my warmest furs and dashed to the door! There was no sight of the interloper, but the smell -- oh the wretched smell! T'was a foul waft of rotting meat funneled directly into my sinuses by the cold wind. I shouted, and ran to the treeline quick as a buck to catch my foul phantom visitor. It must have been that I'd scarcely missed the villain, close on his trail but just beyond sight of him, for his footprints still seemed warm in the snow. I followed his trail of massive footprints, each one further away from the last as his strides grew longer and longer. Running, running blindly into that cold abyss! Oh, but it was hopeless that I should ever catch him! With his strong sinewy form twice my height, and his gait thrice the length of mine even at a walk. I ran until I could no longer discern direction in the white blindness, and collapsed into the snow in exhaustion. Cold as it were, my flesh burned from my exertion and my throat was parched. I grappled at my surroundings, searching for a patch of snow that I might quench a bit of my thirst, and found a richly colored spot which reminded me of snow drenched in sweet maple syrup. Grasping handfuls of my yellow treat, I found the flavor quite potent and delightsome, and had many more handfuls than I anticipated, until I found there was nary a spot of the treat left. Surprisingly disappointed, and somehow thirstier than before, I rose to my feet and staggered through the woods for several more paces before I realized, having returned to my senses, that I was quite far now from my cabin and at risk in the frigid land, for a gentle snowfall had begun which threatened to cover the tracks I had followed and leave me quite lost. At once, I turned heel and made my way back to my cabin, following my mysterious beloved's footprints in reverse. Oh, but how every step filled me with such despair and yearning, to see my own boot completely eclipsed by the monstrous print of my would-be paramour. His very sole (soul) so clearly laid bare upon the clean white slate of the winter-covered earth, each toe neatly imprinted but so far from me! I followed, like a lost child, and found the way back far longer and more exhausting than my headlong charge into the woods had been. Were it possible that the distance had multiplied?! But eventually, just as the snow had begun to fall harder, I found my own cabin with its fire now quite dead. Concern for my health and comfort consumed me, and I spent an entire hour kindling the fire and extracting the chill from my bones. Had I known then that it would be the last time he rapped upon my roof, I would have devoted it better to my memory. Had I known that I would never catch his rancid scent again, I might have tried to cherish it. Had I known that I would never see those footprints again, I would have touched them and wept! Days turned to lonely weeks, and then years, with no sign of him. My strange interloper was no more. The winter was always too quiet after that, and too cold. The snow never tasted the same.
🌞sunnydeeznuts Follow why am I crying rn
🩻bro-wtf Follow Tumblr user feetbig ate yellow snow
👽ayylmaosatemyass ☑️☑️Follow Are we just going to ignore the fact that OP is fucking bigfoot?
🎹bisexualpiano Follow I know this is the poor reading comprehension website but clearly OP never fucked bigfoot. They were would-be lovers who spent their time pursuing one another, enamored with the thrill of the chase, never suspecting that one day might be their last. OP did eat Bigfoot's piss snow tho.
👽ayylmaosatemyass ☑️☑️Follow How dare you say OP pissed on the poor
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