#bad old days

[newyorkthegoldenage]

A room at 139 West 61st St., apartment 8, where an illegal abortion was performed, June 6, 1958.

Photo: NYC Municipal Archives

[highbrow-hepcat]

[resonanteye]

that kid had a full time mining job he's entitled to smoke a pipe in peace after cleaning his gun

Coal miner's child using a hole in the door to enter a bedroom with a smoking pipe in one hand and a gun in the other in Bertha Hill, West Virginia. Photo by Marion Post Wolcott. 1938

[pangur-and-grim]

look at that transformation! well done, Belphie, you’ve defeated death!

[procrastinating-prepper]

I was talking to a friend in her sixties recently. She mentioned that when she was growing up, police would deal with "loitering" teenagers by driving them just outside city limits and dropping them off on the side of the road. You'd have to hitchhike back or use a payphone to call someone. According to her, this was so common there was a slang term for it (I don't remember the term).

She also said if the police suspected you were homeless, they could ask you to show them some money. If you had more than five dollars in your pocket, you couldn't be homeless!

[cletusthurstonbeauregard]

[teaboot]

When I was a kid, I regularly lost reading privileges for "having an attitude" and "acting out".

It wasn't as simple as being told not to read during other activities- one of the first times it happened, I remember being six years old, watching my stepfather pull fistfuls of books off my bookshelf and throw them to the floor in a heaping mess while I cried and asked him to stop.

It was weird. Every other adult I knew described me as exceptionally well-behaved, but at home, it was the opposite, and it was blamed on "learning bad habits from that shit you're reading".

Because I couldn't read at home, I spent all my free time at school in the library, reading with my friends.

When I grew up and moved away, I realized that my family life was toxic and abusive, and the "attitudes" I was being punished for were standing up for myself, standing up for my younger siblings, and resisting actual, real-life psychological abuse. Because I'd learned from what I'd read that my family wasn't normal, not like my parents said it was, and in my stories, the heroes were the people who spoke out when it was hard to.

It is insane to me that there are students right now who can't access books. It is insane that books are being outlawed. It is perverse that we are stealing away an entire generation's ability to contextualize their lives, to learn about the world around them, to develop critical thinking skills and express themselves and feel connected to the world or escape from it, whatever and whenever and however they need.

That is not how you raise a compassionate, thoughtful, powerful society.

That's how you process cattle.

It's fucking disgusting.

[breesperez139]

Dc x Dp Prompt #6

“I’m a twin”, Damian said one night. He could feel the narrowed eyes of his family drilling holes on his back in disbelief. Not that he could blame them. Damian had never so much as implied being raised with a companion, much less a sibling.

“I had a brother”. Damian paused to recollect himself. He had not said his brother’s name out loud in over 8 years.

“His name was… Danyal”. Damian hated the way his voice wavered, but he could not help it. Danyal was everything to him, his other half. Their heart beat as one and when one heart stopped beating, the other one died with it. At least until his family put his heart on metaphorical life support without ever realizing.

“Where is he now?” His father asked, voice filled with knowing grief and a hint of betrayal. It had in fact been 6 years since Damian first showed up on his doorstep.

“Up there”. All eyes shifted towards the specific star he was pointing to. “Right before he died, he promised me he’d guide me from the stars. Unfortunately, the stars are not visible in Gotham, so my brother is unable to be of much help unless I leave the city.”

“Your brother is Polaris, the North Star?” Tim questioned warily, most likely in attempts to not offend him. Damian was aware of how stupid it sounded, but Danyal had promised, and his brother never broke his promises.

“Yes. Danyal is with the stars now, just as he always wanted”

[techslander]

[zaana]

Omega having a day on Kamino with her brothers

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Lan Wangji Goes To Lotus Pier AU: Part 3: Enveloping Feelings.

(Part 1, Part 2, Part 4)

[edorazzi]

Page 42 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which Felix might have lost his magic, but everything he learned from balancing Misfortune could just pay off... ☯️✨

Also, I'm aware there's a slight layering issue with the text in the first panel - unfortunately my tablet broke this week so short of delaying the page there's nothing I can do right now! I hope it's not too distracting and I'll replace the image when I have it sorted! 💕

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[altruistark]

watching dofp & i love that future charles is so vague w his warning to logan like. tf u mean “be patient w me” u were a DEPRESSED DIVORCED DRUG ADDICT with a DRINKING PROBLEM i think bro deserved a little more of a heads up

[rndm-sctc3or4-i-cnt-rmmbr]

ahh the old blog

[markscherz]

Look at this friend I made on my way home the other day! What a glorious creature! So gracile and smooth! Truly a peak being. What a privilege it is to share this time in Earth’s history with creatures like this.

[tired-needs-sleep]

(last rb tags about social media apps being annoying when you turn off notifications)

facebook gave me too many notifications for an app i didn't use 5 years ago. so i turned off the notifications there. literally a few minutes later the notifications started again. from google fucking chrome and i just turned them off. a while later i start getting more notifications from gmail. so i unsubscribed from that. one year later. notifications sent straight to my phone number. i don't even remember giving facebook my number.

it's been a while since so i'm just waiting for them to find some other way to contact me and say i have 99+ notifications.