what’s up? Haven’t been here in a while lol, I’ll probs start posting more soon.
Here’s some Sanders Sides fanart! I imagine that this is sort of similar to the situation in the video: “Are there healthy distractions?” Like maybe Virge is feeling really shitty and the other sides are here to support him.
A little bit of subtle logicality as a treat hehe, god I love Patt and Lo-
Ro is being a lil kinder today, even letting Virge sit in his spot heh
overall, I love how this turned out, definitely gonna be my desktop wallpaper
I KNOW it’s the ides of march, but in order to practice safe social distancing I’m sorry to say that you may want to to consider not getting together with 22 of your closest friends to stab your local least favorite politician
I’m in a YA Library-services focused class now (basically it’s a lot less “Teens like vampires!” and a lot more “Jesus fucking christ how did we get to the point where it is so socially ingrained in us to treat teenagers like shit”) and we’re on this module on teen space design in libraries and it’s like “Well, by including teenagers in the design process, we found that when it comes to spatial design, teenagers like lots of natural light, green and sustainable building praxis, clean, casual, and comfortable atmospheres, interesting and appealing colors, and also absolutely bullshit furniture that even they have no idea how to sit on.”
So it’s like…
“Tell me… what do The Youths™ want?”
“We still don’t know, but they seem to respond well to victorian fainting couches remodeled to look like they came out of that one time in the early 2000′s where our idea of futuristic was making everything look like it was made out of jell-o.”
Every time I see that post that’s something like “weird, but technically not a sin,” I think about being seven or eight years old and bawling to the priest that I had scaled the walls of the pantry in my home like a spider monkey in order to eat all of the cookies that my parents had naïvely hidden on the top shelf to keep me from getting into them and wailing that I was a hopeless criminal and hearing just dead silence on the other side of the little wall.