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looks at you

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No capes, but digital capes? 

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Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson) / @wholeheartedsuggestions / Jenny Slate / Euripides again

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First cat video ever? 1899, colorized & speed corrected.

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I just discovered a band I'd never heard of by finding two of their albums in a mysterious plastic bag in an abandoned school building. Finally, I'm at the start of a fantasy novel

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hi holly. whats your favourite kind of crab? i like japanese spider crabs. theyre just guys

I know next to nothing about crabs. Sorry.

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If someone asks me if it's okay to [swat/doxx/start a harassment campaign against] some group on the internet (usually racists, pedophiles, etc) my answer will always be no.

First, because bad things happening to bad people almost never makes the world a better place.

But more importantly, the internet is full of vicious little assholes who want to hurt people, and the second they get the impression that a certain group is fair game, they will stop at nothing to paint anyone they dislike as a member of those groups to justify their own bloodlust.

I refuse to enable that, even if the target is someone I happen to dislike.

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I see a lot of posts about solarpunk aesthetic that are basically just cottagecore, but you still have an iPhone and you water your garden with a cute little drone.

And that’s fine! I get why people like it. A hopeful, optimistic green utopia that thoughtfully blends technology with stewardship of the land.

However. I, personally, find that pretty boring.

I want to write solarpunk that’s heavy on the “punk.” An ecodystopia. Most cyberpunk dystopias feature extreme class distinctions and heavy cybernetic modifications, and I want to write about an equally bleak world where the subjugation is from a hideous runaway ecosphere.  We screwed the planet, it’s screwing us back.

Concept: We tried geoengineering away global warming, and failed. The dominant form of life on earth is a globe-spanning mat of chemosynthetic iron-oxidizing bacteria, designed to sequester CO2 from the atmosphere and seeded by dumping massive quantities of iron dust into the ocean.  They worked a little too well, and started chewing up our cities into acidic swamps as the oceans kept rising and flooded the coasts.  They extract iron from bedrock.  Slowly, mountains crumble.

So, no metal infrastructure.  We engineered city-trees instead.  Unfortunately, we’d already darkened the skies to keep sunlight from hitting the ground – an anti-greenhouse, built far too late.  The bacteria don’t care, they’re chemosynthetic, but the trees don’t have enough light to photosynthesize properly.  They need glucose.

Blood glucose is currency, and your taxes feed the city-tree. Your monorail fare is extracted from your blood by root tendrils. If you try to jump the turnstile, watch out for the security wasps. Your meager paycheck is payed out in injectable ampoules of glucosaline solution. There’s not enough to go around.  Watch out for the black market stuff. If you’re lucky, the worst you’ll get is a raging MRSA infection.  Everybody is hypoglycemic and mineral-deficient, but with a diet made primarily of iron-rich processed algae, at least nobody is anemic.

The criminal system is “reformed.” No more prisons, just a parasite infusion that saturates your brain and compels you into doing the dirty grunt work — scraping toxic algae off the city-trunk, sewage maintenance, arsenic reprocessing. Allegedly, the process is reversible.

The tree grows roots into your veins while you sleep.  They retract when you wake up. Usually.

But at least you have it better than that fungal village on the horizon.  The city-tree just wants your blood, but the mycelial citizens are not quite human anymore. Don’t get too close. Don’t let them breathe on you.  Don’t listen to their songs.

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thinking about how fiona's bit in the first shrek movie about how ogres are so ugly and unlovable, which is overheard by shrek, is the perfect example of how self-deprecation can really harm not only the people around you who love and care for you, but also people who share the same characteristics that you are mocking in yourself

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I love plus size tiktok

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"wait...you're telling me this behavior isn't normal?" it is normal you're just used to people on social media pathologizing every human behavior so you assume anything outside usual societal expectations is a sign of mental illness which is actually a mindset that contributes to psychiatric abuse. annnd SEND POST

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Comic of the experience Venus had this morning, she looked at me with the SADDEST eyes

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Anyways, calling shoplifting “urban foraging” is very funny, a useful euphemism, should be done more often.

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