#but even a broken clock is right twice a day

[fromxxthexxashes]

“Don’t get your hopes up. You’re just gonna be disappointed when it doesn’t happen 🙄”

Have you considered,

A.)Maybe it’s fun to theorize and be silly about our favorite show

B.) Maybe, just, maybe we might have reason to get our hopes up?

[btwn2lungs]

142 days later and I am STILL thinking about:

"Those who shine brightest require the aid of the deepest darkness."

Irreversible damage was done to me that day. It's crazy because Shigeki has NO idea the implications that statement has.

The minute Shigeki mentions Kazuki's name, Rei is so quick to remove him from the situation. He situates any and all failures as solely his own and tries to separate Kazuki from the himself as much as possible. I think he tries to separate himself from Kazuki even more so after the incident with his mentor because the events of the night confirm that Kazuki is something Rei is not and that is a good person.

[coochiequeens]

Dear TRAs if you threaten to "dismember someone and to kill their kids and pets" please accept that you are NOT on the right side of history.

The Chino Valley (California) Unified School District (CVUSD) Board of Education's new parental notification policy on transgender students is getting backlash from some community members who have reportedly launched death threats against the board president.

The policy adopted with a 4-1 decision last week requires the "principal/designee, certified staff, and school counselors" to, within three days of becoming aware of the preference, notify parents of a student's decision to identify with a gender that does not directly correspond with their biological sex, use different pronouns or a different name or use locker rooms and/or restrooms that do not correspond with their biological gender.

Days later, CVUSD President Sonja Shaw told "Washington Watch With Tony Perkins" that a death threat against her came through on an anonymous phone call the day after the decision. 

"The next morning, our district got a phone call. A lot of things were said, but one thing was very clear — this person was going to kill me, and they said they were going to dismember my body parts, my limbs more specifically," Shaw told the show on Monday.

"Thank God we have an amazing police department who jumped on it right away." 

Hours later, she checked her district email and found it inundated with threats.

"[Things like] 'you're going to die' with other inappropriate words, ‘your children are going to die,’ and ‘your animals are going to die…'" Shaw continued, telling the show that those behind the threats noted the types of animals she has. Members of Antifa also "declare[d] war" on her, she said

The development comes days after Shaw tossed out California State Superintendent Tony Thurmond, who attended a school board meeting to object the decision. He warned that the policy "may fall outside of the laws that respect privacy and safety for our students, but may put our students at risk because they may not be in homes where they can be seen." 

Shaw was elected to the board in November and is the mom of two Chino Valley students, according to her district biography. After coming into the role, she and other board members wanted to make some changes, Shaw said.

"Coming into being on the board, we had a policy that was quite the opposite. That was to keep the secret," Shaw explained during the Friday broadcast of "Washington Watch." 

"A lot of it has to do with the perversion of our children and, with all these bills on the table, it only made sense to put some safeguards back in place… a coalition of us worked on this policy… and it only made sense to bring it forward."  

She accused Sacramento of "waging war" on parental rights, while saying Thurmond has had the district "on his radar" for some time.

In a statement, California Gov. Gavin Newsom previously called out the district for the decision: "The three political activists on the school board have yet again proven they are more interested in breaking the law than doing their jobs of educating students — so the state will do their job for them."

The controversy comes as Newsom's office engaged in another tussle with the Temecula Valley Unified School District, located east of Los Angeles, after conservative board members refused to adopt state-approved materials for their students.

Fox News Digital reached out to both Newsom's office and Shaw for additional comment on the backlash against the Chino Valley School District, but did not immediately hear back.

[helpmeimblorboing]

Imagine Dabi or Shigaraki singing Javert’s verse from Confrontation while fighting a hero or something.

“ You know nothing of [ insert name], I was born inside a jail, I was born to scum like you, I am from the gutter too”

[odinsblog]

💀⚰️🕳️

[scalpho]

bill seacaster was right exactly two times and those times were 1) telling the bad kids to protect their poor squishy wizard and 2) killing gilear to put a stop to gillariel. if we had let him cook on these two specific occasions and these two specific occasions alone we would live in a much better world today

[dontpetmeibite]

"It doesn't. Your class knows you don't want to be here and you're letting that guy order you around. That's setting them up to think people in authority know what's best for them--and for you. You can't help anyone by letting afthelms order you around."

"I don't understand. How does me just... sitting here help?"

"I'm not an... an ornament, am I? Just something that looks pretty?

[faaun]

ppl genuinely praising the iranian government the way they're doing in the trending page is so insane to me isreal is committing active genocide the solution isn't to praise a government that is committed to violating as many human rights laws as possible against its own people. you should not feel comfortable. iran did not heroically save a nation. you can acknowledge armed defence is beneficial to/necessary for liberating palestine without suddenly becoming an iranian government fan i promise there is a secret third way

[xannerz]

100% rambling here but tbh i've known about cara for a while. atm i respect the platform enough, and the space it's trying to build for artists, but with all the chatter given the recent meta/ig AI bs-- idk. i don't like people treating it as the ai-free safe haven for Actual Artists when i'm seeing these 2 points on the site's FAQs. i feel like it's either being overlooked or there's a big game of telephone where people are urging each other to join b/c "oh finally! a space free of ai!!"

it's run by a creative for creatives and is supposed to be a space more hospitable towards artists' needs, but based on what i'm seeing it's still open to normalizing genAI ('ai art') to some extent. the language/attitude below seems contradictory or misleading at worst, and conveniently vague/noncommittal at best.*

overall disappointing because i personally don't think giving genai leeway -- even if there are filters or 'ethically sourced' datasets in place - should be normalized at all. i see it mention portfolios, but this type of approach is also putting the bar on the ground when employers are already undercutting artists and writers in favor of genai. someone can still gain momentum even if they're posting genai as regular posts.

i already see so many IG accounts that are nothing but genAi, but people don't know/don't care, and those posts get circulated here on tumblr. posting genai for discussion is one thing, but still providing some type of genuine platform is still feeding into the machines that are hurting artists (and, honestly, consumers, too!).

like okay, can't post genai in a portfolio, but i can still attract people and normalize genai use by treating my posts as a portfolio, instead. ik filters exist but i don't think that should be normalized (and we see how poorly they're moderated on artstation).

genuinely not trying to be a contrarian/split hairs, i'd like to see this platform succeed, but i'd like to see more of a hardline rule/statement on how genai would be moderated if posts including genai are just to be for reporting/discussion purposes.

*[insert obligatory ethical ai tools developed by and for studios to make their workflows more efficient are distinct from genAI content and media disclaimer here]

[riacte]

the decked out guest list is kinda giving “they’re everything. he’s just hbomb” and i mean this in the best way possible. he’s the mcc sands of time vault hunters guy they picked up a few years back and he’s been slowly befriending more and more of the hermits and now he’s gonna be on the server! once upon a time he wistfully watched the world tour and now he’s gonna be on it!

[doomsayings]

on my flight back from copenhagen yesterday there was a very limited movie selection so at one point I literally ended up watching captain america the winter solider bc half of the offerings were marvel and it’s the only marvel movie that doesn’t cause within me visceral hatred and tbh shocked that it’s mostly held up…it’s got good fight choreography. Minimal stupid quips. Relevant surveillance state intrigue plot, tragic homoerotic best friends, the implication that the us govnt is infiltrated by nazis and needs to be burned down..also an emo boy with long hair. Good stuff! The other movie I watched was in the heart of the sea which was extremely bad but had my very good friend Herman Melville my best friend Herman. Perhaps you’ve heard of him

[the-desolated-quill]

“I said that the ‘extreme left’ has suppressed the art of comedy. I did say that. That’s not true,” he said. “It’s not true. If you’re a champion skier, you can put the gates anywhere you want on the mountain and you’re going to make the gate. That’s comedy. Whatever the culture is, we make the gate. You don’t make the gate, you’re out of the game. The game is, ‘where is the gate, how do I make the gate and get down the hill the way I want to?’”

“Does culture change? And are there things that I used to say that I can’t say because people are always moving [the gate]? Yes, but that’s the biggest, easiest target,” he added. “You can’t say certain words, whatever they are, about groups. So what? The accuracy of your observation has to be 100 times finer than that, to just be a comedian … so I don’t think, as I said, the ‘extreme left’ has done anything to inhibit the art of comedy. I’m taking that back now, officially. They have not.”

Well done Jerry! You finally figured it out! 🤦🏻‍♂️🙄

[bylertruther]

the fact that dr. owens knew about henry and still disregarded will talking about The Evil that he'd encountered in the upside down that wanted to kill everyone except for him is so ..... crazy to me lol. he's the director of this lab. he knows what's happening, what has happened, was still working with brenner, knew that the gate was still open and spreading into their world at a rapid pace, and said that he'd been dreading this for some time. the lab records were never destroyed—all of the evidence was there and he was in charge of it. like. holy shit.

and the way he interacts with will versus eleven is so telling, too. with will, he grew a little colder / put up a front when first faced with this information before waving the byers away, telling them not to worry or think anything of it. and then with el in season four, he's chummy with her and has full faith in her from the very start. i don't know if anything would've changed had owens acted when will first told them what happened, but... it just makes everything so much more tragic to me.

will tells them the truth and what is coming and they call him a schizo and want to go ahead with the burn fully knowing and not caring that it will kill him. he's nothing to them. will was right and he wasn't believed, they didn't even want to hear him out until hopper and owens forced them to.

will has always been right there banging his fists on the wall and crying out for help, and yet no one sees or hears him. everyone puts this on eleven and doesn't see that will is right there and that they need him if they want to stand a chance. that he knows things they don't, that he has an advantage that they need but never utilize until it's too late. eleven closed the gate, but will is the one that spied back and told them to in the first place.

like. that's always the problem. they push eleven into things before she's ready and before it's even time, and they never listen to will when he first foretells this story or do anything to help him until it's already way too late. they look to her and only her, when he's always been right there. he has always been "R-I-G-H-T-H-E-R-E", trying with all his might to be seen and heard and acknowledged, and yet... it doesn't work. he rolls the dice, and tries his best, and it isn't enough. it always gets him. always.

[the-geeky-fangirl]

would like to formally thank Andor for giving us a morally ambiguous character that isn't some whiny misunderstood man™ who has commited numerous atrocities but had one (1) good thought and also copious amounts of daddy issues so maybe he can be fixed but instead is actually a well-written morally ambiguous character from the other side. a good guy who has committed numerous atrocities for the greater good. a character who sacrificed his morals and peace of mind because even the good guys need to get their hands dirty. both condemned and thanked by the narrative in the same breath

[doctorbrown]

DOCTOBER '23 ⸺ 「 31 / 31 * FINALE | HEART 」

March 8, 1929

Whenever Erhardt was at the courthouse, if Emmett wasn't in his room, pouring over works that would make his father red-faced and angry, he could be found with a pillow propped up against the grandfather clock in the living room, leaning back and reading whatever caught his eye this time.

It had become a pattern over the years, one Sarah had learned quite quickly after the first two times wondering where her son had run off to when he wasn't anywhere to be found in his room. Emmett was at his most comfortable when his father wasn't at home—and she couldn't blame him for that, despite how she'd tried to soften the tension between her husband and her child—and he didn't hesitate to take full advantage of the house when it was open to him.

Sarah quirks a brow upon seeing the book clutched in Emmett's hands. ❝Are you reading one of my science-fiction novels again?❞

❝Father isn't home to yell at me for wasting my time reading this worthless trash.❞ He puts on his best impression of his father as he can, mimicking the gruffness of his voice and the accent he'd yet to lose even after nearly twenty years here. ❝He wouldn't even listen to me when I told them they were educational, because they were about science.❞

Sometimes, his parents seem like fire and ice compared to each other, opposites in every way eternally fated to clash, especially where their interests are concerned; there are days he simply can't understand how they get along.

❝I found this hidden in your library.❞ He holds up the copy of A Voyage to Arcturus he'd swiped, knowing he won't be reproached for his choice in reading material. Finally, he looks away from the book, and Emmett purses his lips, studying his mother's done-up hair and full state of dress, coming to the conclusion she must be going out again for some of the day's chores.

He wonders if this time, he'll be forced to go along.

❝You know your father usually gets home around five,❞ she says, prompting Emmett to lift his head as high as he can to see the hands of the grandfather clock above him, ❝so be cautious how long you spend out here, dear.❞ The time currently reads 11:00 exactly and he frowns.

❝Is Father ever going to get our grandfather clock repaired? It has been broken for weeks and I really liked the hourly chimes.❞

❝He said he sent out for a repairman, but that was two weeks ago and I've heard nothing since. At this rate, I don't know when it'll be repaired. I'll bring it up to him tonight at dinner. Speaking of—Emmett, I'm going out to pick up some groceries. I trust you'll behave for a few hours while I'm out?❞

Emmett nods and with a quick goodbye, Sarah closes the door behind her, leaving him alone.

The book in his hands no longer holds his interest. Now that they've brought it up, all he can think about is the broken clock, whose mechanical songs have been sorely missed over the past few weeks. The clock had always been a constant, a comfort, a staple in the house as far back as he can remember, and he'd found himself on more than one occasion peering into the glass, watching the pendulum swing and the weights dance with their precise, rhythmic grace.

It was as close to watching time live and breathe as he could get and it had captivated him, as did the smaller clocks set up in the house.

Just a few months ago, he'd disassembled the small bedside clock in his room to see how it worked and had managed to put it back together without either of his parents figuring out.

If he could do that, surely he could fix this one, his favourite clock in the entire house.

His father clearly didn't see the importance of having it operational again—that, or he simply didn't care—and he could already imagine how the conversation at dinner would go. Poorly. And the clock would remain broken for another several weeks.

If he didn't, nobody else would.

Emmett checks to make sure his mother really has left before he hurries to the storage room to dig out the toolbox he'd seen his father use several times.

It's heavier than he remembers, but his mind is made up and nothing is going to get in the way of his goal, even if he has to drag the box the rest of the way towards the house.

As he peers inside the glass, he starts to take stock of all the pieces within, studying each of them carefully as if the answer will suddenly leap out at him. There could be any number of things that silenced the clock and as far as he's concerned, the best solution is to start carefully removing pieces until he can pinpoint the culprit.

For a moment, the task feels gargantuan, what with all the sprawling, delicate clockwork, but he's got his wits, his determination, and his trusty toolbox, so as he stands on his toes, reminding himself to be slow and cautious, it starts to feel more doable.

I should start from the top down.

The side door only takes a little wiggling to get loose and Emmett marvels at the first real look he's ever gotten at the movement, glittering gold in its wooden case. His eyes widen at the mechanical marvel twisting before him and he finds it even more appealing than the ornate carvings inlaid into the dark cabinet.

The front door swings open easily and Emmett's touch is almost featherlight as he pulls the hands off the movement. The clock face looks unsettling without the hands there, almost like it's naked, and he frowns as he sticks the hands in his pockets for safekeeping.

Everything has to come out in order for him to properly inspect it, but the question now becomes how. How does he remove the movement without further damaging what he's trying to repair?

Emmett sticks his head through the open side panel again and lets out an excited aha! when he spots the latches holding the face of the clock in place. A firm push knocks it free and sends the face clattering to the ground. He winces at the sound, but a quick inspection reveals no new damage—nothing has snapped off or bent or broken, so he must still be okay.

The relief he feels at that is short-lived when he realises he has no idea what to do next.

He presses his lips together in thought and reaches back through time to try and feel around the different pieces of the machine. This is all just another puzzle, one created by someone who may understand time better than him, but he has science on his side, and if he follows the cables and pulleys back to their origin point, where they connect must be the problem.

A broken gear, perhaps, or a bent hammer, or something has gotten knocked out of place.

When he tries to pull at the movement again, it remains stubbornly locked in place, and so he drops his focus down to the weights dangling lifelessly at the end of their golden ropes.

Those, too, clatter to the ground in perfect synchronisation with the loud yelp of surprise he lets out.

The rest of the pieces follow unceremoniously after, one-by-one until he's left cradling the silent heart of the clock in his hands.

Emmett turns it over in his hands, scrutinising it from corner-to-corner to try and spot anything that screams this, this is the problem!

❝Emmett Lathrop Brown!❞ That cold, booming voice strikes fear straight into his chest and Emmett immediately freezes, clutching the clock's heart to his chest like a shield. He's sitting in the centre of the half-circle of dismembered clock parts and no amount of trying to talk his way out of this one is going to make him look any less guilty than he is.

His father's anger could level the house. He can feel it, a thousand white-hot blades digging into his skin, even from across the room.

He tries to look up at the clock above him, but instead of helping him, it screams accusations.

❝Y-Yes, Father?❞

[sorchathered]

I swear with how often I say “I’m not as dumb as I look” you’d think one of these days I’d believe my own BS. Jesus take the wheel the blonde is blonding tonight and I clearly need to just give up and go to bed.