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This is a really fun picrew!
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this one liberal dude on twitter made the (correct) take that parents have overwhelming power over their kids and very often abuse it and restrict children's rights and he was ratio'd by conservatives, communists and liberals alike who made comments like "my kids will have rights when they pay the bills" to "aw are you upset mom and dad didn't you get you a lega set for christmas". way to prove his point lol! any criticism of the power dynamics adults and particularly parents have over kids and how it is often used to abuse kids or refuse to let them exist as themselves is drowned in mockery and the idea that parents have absolute authority over children and that any less than that is actually spoiling them.
i said it before: people only care about Children as an ideal. as property. as something that is Innocent and deserving protection From Evil Traffickers but also something Dumb that barely deserves the status of human with autonomy. and its fucking wild how even the staunchest communists think of this as normal, and how people refuse to understand that this dynamic is how kids are emotionally, physically and sexually abused, as well as robbed of their voices and too scared/ashamed to talk about it.
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I know my brain is broken because I’m watching catfish thinking about monologuing Carrie Bradshaw style to my therapist about watching catfish as a way to cope with emotionally unavailable men and my own mental illness
#I love feeling less crazy by watching people far crazier than me#I’m not being catfished but the ghosting and lack of communication is so familiar#watching while I knit lol
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no cops at pride just sasuke with his sword
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I’m reading Under the Banner of Heaven rn, it’s about Fundamentalist Mormons and it’s absolutely wild. FLDS is domestic terrorism but no one cares because the victims are women and children.
#probably extends to other fundie xtian sects as well but I don’t know much about them besides like quiverful#oh also no one cares Bc the purportrators are white men but we already knew that#riveting book so far but god damned depressing
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Glasses belonging to the Mormon preacher Hyrum Smith, 1844
#I was literally just about to make a post about Mormons#I’m pretty sure these glasses are significant in Mormon lore but they’re also fly as fuck
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Young Jessica Walter- YOWZA
#don’t mind me I’m just over here being devastated over her passing#i knew Roxy would have the post I needed for this
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The planet Uranus. Taken on November 14th 2009 at 3:52 am. Using the 98 in Hooker telescope.
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Meanwhile, the gaps of the invisible and the unspoken are filled with posterity’s questions about specifics that vibrate with the universal: What happened between Melville and Hawthorne in the unrecorded hours? Why did Nathaniel ultimately repel the divine magnet of Herman’s love? Most probably, we’ll never know. Possibly, they themselves never fully did. It is almost banal to say, yet it needs to be said: No one ever knows, nor therefore has grounds to judge, what goes on between two people, often not even the people themselves, half-opaque as we are to ourselves. One thing is certain: The quotient of intimacy cannot be contained in a label. The human heart is an ancient beast that roars and purrs with the same passions, whatever labels we may give them. We are so anxious to classify and categorize, both nature and human nature. It is a beautiful impulse — to contain the infinite in the finite, to wrest order from the chaos, to construct a foothold so we may climb toward higher truth. It is also a limiting one, for in naming things we often come to mistake the names for the things themselves. The labels we give to the loves of which we are capable — varied and vigorously transfigured from one kind into another and back again — cannot begin to contain the complexity of feeling that can flow between two hearts and the bodies that contain them.
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narrator: Mewtwo was created in a lab almost 20 years ago
me in a theater full of children: I WAS THERE!
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