#just humans being human

[bruceburgdorf]

A tribute to him and to all who do good in evil times

Karl-Heinz Rosch 1926 - 1944

Who was Karl-Heinz Rosch and who were the two Dutch children he saved?

Karl-Heinz was a young German, conscripted into the Wehrmacht as a teenager in 1944 and billeted with a Dutch family on a farm in the small village of Goirle. Despite being a member of the occupying forces he got on well with the host family and showed them care by warning them of approaching German officers to their farm.

Just days after his 18th birthday, on 6th October 1944 the Wehrmacht engaged the allied forces and the farm came under attack by artillery fire with little warning. The young brother and sister, Jan and Toos Kilsdonk, who lived at the farm, were just 4 and 5 at the time and were still playing in the field when the attacked happened. Karl-Heinz ran to them under fire and carried them under his arms into the farmhouse to safety but was killed by the artilary fire just moments later.

In 2008 a statue was erected in Goirle in memory of the young man on which the inscription reads, “This statue is a tribute to him and to all who do good in evil times". A tribute to a boy who had dreams of becoming a forester before the war.

As of today, Jan and Toos are still alive.

[gayvampyr]

asking people to be mindful of others when sharing a communal space (especially one you cannot just up and leave from) is not selfish or misanthropic. come on now

[crowfonder]

Hi I'm one of the Americans that transferred to Rednote as word of Tiktok shutdown got around. I just wanted to drop by and show everyone a comparison that is WILD to me.

These are all in Yuan, the local currency. A buck, two bucks, six bucks... that seems really nice.

And then you pop it in U.S dollars.

14 cents. 14 cents for food.

So seeing the difference there, I got curious and made a post asking the netizens how much they typically pay for things, and I asked for how much my meds would cost. These answers are eye opening.

Eleven Yuan.

A dollar and two quarters.

Without insurance, my meds are 400 bucks in U.S currency.

There's no excuses for this. No excuse for why anyone should have to live like this.

[catmask]

when u go to write a mentally ill person in ur story you are presented two options. the first option is to write your mental illness realistically as you actually experience it with all the ups and downs and people who are like you will resonate with it and feel seen. except every person who reads instagram infographics on mental health that uses the phrase narcicisst for anyone who does anything that crosses them and unironically call themself a dark empath will call you scary and tell you that youre demonizing mentally ill people

the second option is to lie and write inspiration porn for those people to get hard to

[heedra]

mr moustache is literally so human-contact motivated it wilds me out sometimes. like ive had affectionate rats before but ive never had one whose sole interest during free roam is to be as close to my hands or face as possible literally every given second

[pigswithwings]

above all else a trans woman is a person. above all else a trans women is a woman who goes to the same grocery store as you and buys fruits in the same grocery cart as you and goes home and eats her dinner the same as you. above all else a trans woman is a woman who dresses like you do and talks the same way you do. above all else a trans woman is a woman who wants to be cared about the same way you want to be cared about and a trans woman is a woman who makes friends the same way you make friends. above all else you should care about trans women because they are people. treat her as such.

[prolibytherium]

One of my all time biggest pet peeves with historical(ish) fantasy is when the writer constructs a religion with a clear bias that it's stupid and false and therefore only the Stupid People and/or commoners believe in it and all the smart/elite main characters are like, quasi-atheists or otherwise just routinely flout established religious conventions of orthodoxy and/or orthopraxy because they're Too Smart for it or etc.

It's usually an extension of assumptions that people in the past were just less intelligent than in the contemporary, just being like "I know that the sun is a star millions of miles away that the earth orbits, but this ancient religion describes it as a chariot flying through the sky" and not really bothering to learn the context and just (consciously or subconsciously) settling on 'that's a crazy thing to think and was probably believed in because they were Stupid'.

And that whole attitude pisses me off so much. People were as 'smart' 10,000 years ago as they are today. These beliefs aren't just desperate, random flailing to explain phenomena that could not directly be accounted for either, it's not like people just looked at the sun and went "Uhhh I don't know what the fuck that thing is, actually. I guess it might be a chariot or a boat or something?? Yeah let's go with that." and based entire religious practices on this. Every well-established belief system exists within broader contexts of cultural values/subjective perceptions of reality/knowledge systems/etc, and exist as part of a historical continuum of religious practices that came before. Even when not Materially Correct, they have context and internal logic, they're not always dead literal with zero levels of allegory, and they're never a result of stupidity.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Average car drive in the FNAF universe

[wojtekaneko]

That's how it went

[cyberpchela]

tw/cw blood and meat! preparing morning breakfast

[noirandchocolate]

Several weeks ago one of my coworkers called me over into her cubicle and gave me a very unexpected gift. Her mother passed away recently, and she'd been packing stuff up at her condo to give to relatives and sell, so the home could be sold. The mother was an avid knitter and crocheter, and when my coworker came upon her stash of equipment, she told me, she "immediately thought of me as someone who might get some use out of it."

So, I have inherited a varied collection of knitting needles and crochet hooks, cable needles, sewing needles, and, best of all, now-out-of-print pattern books, mostly for blankets, because that was what this lady loved to make most. Plus, I also have a bunch of gauge swatches she made, pinned to little bits of card covered in perfect schoolteacher handwriting setting out the patterns they were made to test.

And also...

My coworker brought another bag, full of yarn and...knitted blanket squares. Her mother's last started project, before she got too sick to continue. And she asked if there was anything I could do with it.

It turned out, there are twelve completed squares, and I quickly located the pattern book they are from amid those given to me. It's a book of 60 patterns, meant to be put together however the maker wishes into blankets of 20 squares. I figured out which of the numbered patterns were already made, and selected eight more that I thought might go well with them.

So now! I am working on completing! My coworker's mother's last knitting project!

And I really am feeling very good about doing it.

[mascwoman]

The audacity of an adult lesbian not liking fat women. Have you never fucking seen a woman age?

[eggscargot]

i promise im not being tooooo mean to stan

i also couldnt figure it out when someone showed it to me the first time NUDNDJDRNJFJ

love sibling energy hehe

[ID: Ford Pines and Stan Pines are making heart shapes with their pointer finger snd middle fingers. Ford is giggling at Stan and doing it correctly, while Stan struggles and says, "Keep laughing! See what happens-"

The second drawing is of Ford unable to contain his laughter anymore, and Stan jumping to attack him, shouting, "I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD-" while it is implied off screen that Mable and Dipper are pulling him back, while shouting his name. Mable thinks its funny, while Dipper is comically concerned. End ID.]

[flagellant]

yeah we might be brothers in christ but so were cain and abel so shut the fuck up before i decide to find a rock about it

[aethersea]

the question of fic comments is very straightforward actually. readers do not owe writers comments. writers do not owe readers fic. there is no bargain, no transaction, no debt.

fic is a gift. comments are a gift. gifts are exchanged between friends, out of love, not out of obligation.

I write for myself. I post it for others, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. I read for myself. I comment for the author, as a gift, because their joy brings me joy. perhaps we were not friends before, but we are now, however fleetingly, because we have given each other gifts out of love.

[apollos-olives]

before october 7th this blog was a meme page btw.