this is what plays when you’re dying and your life is flashing before your eyes
*puts this on my End Of The World playlist*
Ok @peachcrushedvelvet is 100% accurate but here are several other situations I feel this beautiful creation could apply to
1. End of the world type of experience as noted above by @nero-neptune i.e. meteors falling and people running, things exploding and desperately trying to survive
2. Desperately running through your house avoiding attackers (guns, projectiles, of some type)
3. You’re in a library and you accidentally knock something over which knocks over all of the shaves domino style and you’re running down the hallway with them falling in the background.
Everybody please contribute
4. You finally experience love at first sight, but they’re in the middle of a bank heist and you’re getting caught in the cross fire
5. You’re getting arrested in roller skates at the laundromat
6. Intergalactic space travel in the form of a gay cruise
- you are falling off a very tall biulding
Dissociation soundtrack
lost in an abandoned shopping mall where all the stores are gated and the lights are flickering and this is crackling over some distant speakers when suddenly you catch a glimpse of something drifting down the broken escalator and it’s vaguely humanoid except its arms are too disproportionately long and knees don’t typically bend that way
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Please expand on “the only known hobbit murderer received no legal reprecussions”
OK, short version:
– according to hobbit custom if the family patriarch, the head of the family would be his widow until she died
– so when Fortinbras Took died, his wife Lalia became head of the Took family
– she proceeded to live another 22 years, until she was 119 years old
– her son Ferumbras never married because he could not find a single hobbit woman willing to live in the same house as Lalia. no explanation given as to why but she was presumably very unpleasant.
– Lalia became so fat that she needed a wheelchair to get about
– she finally died when her attendant accidentally (or ‘accidentally’) tipped her out of her wheelchair & down a flight of steps
– rumour had it that her attendant was Pearl Took, Pippin’s older sister
– Pearl was excluded from the party celebrating Ferumbras’s accession to head of the family
– Pearl was later seen out & about wearing a priceless necklace that was a Took family heirloom
– rumour had it Pearl killed Lalia on purpose, the family covered it up, and Ferumbras rewarded her for killing his mother with the necklace
& that is, to my knowledge, the only known murder committed by a hobbit of the Shire!
#second of all-when the fuck does he have time to explain all of the hobbit drama??
#like -oops boromir just died. anyway back to that queen of queens Pearlthe story about Pearl and Lalia isn’t anywhere in LOTR, it’s in one of Tolkien’s letters! it’s canon tho. technically.
via reddit.com
Those chicks hated working women and good times
I do not know if this was just a pithy
response, but responses like this pissed me off so much I thought I was going
to start spitting blood when this Reddit thread first came around a few years
back, and every time this issue comes back. I tried to go to sleep.
But this kept running through my head, so here we are.And this is addressed to all the redditors
with the hot take that these women were, indeed, just fun-hating, jealous prudes:You really have no theory of mind when it
comes to women. You think they are just reactionary, shrieking, brainless, pearl-clutching
harpies who hate fun and are only ~jealous~ of their husbands going to
prostitutes. Marital rape was an oxymoron and the husband was within his legal
and physical bounds to do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, to his wife
and children. The women had no rights to property, to keep their own wages, to
hold a bank account, and there were few jobs for women other than domestic and
prostitute. Schoolteachers and nurses, aside from requiring education working
class women could not access, were paid a pittance, and in the former case were
required to be unmarried in many places. So the husband was well within his
rights to drink his family wages and leave his wife and children to starve in a
slum tenement, and beat them when they complained. Divorce was no practical
option, especially with children. The entire economic system was, and always
was, set up so that women could not survive on their own, to force them into
providing sexual access and domestic labor to men in exchange for sustenance.This was the era before antibiotics. Condoms were
of poor quality and rarely used. (As if they could force their men to wear them in the first place; it would be a dreadful inconvenience for their poor dicks.) There was no cure for STDs like syphilis. These
STDs were not only ultimately fatal, in many cases, but caused untold misery the
whole way, and birth defects. And who is caring for the disabled child on top
of her other children? The woman. (Oh, and banish the thought of a safe abortion, or a way for the woman to control her fertility. She was constantly bred because the husband either wanted those children or wanted sex and there was no effective birth control.) The husband would carry STDs from the
whorehouses and give them to their wives. Stopping their husbands from
frequenting prostitutes was not merely an issue of jealousy—it was a matter of
existential survival for these women. Or a way of preventing themselves from becoming
penniless widows. And they knew that most of the prostitutes were not ~independent
working women~ in that era but exploited women, the worst thing you could
become. What awaited you if you stepped out of line. They thought making
prostitution illegal would liberate these poor creatures.What were women to do? Speak about their sovereign rights? To
speak plainly about the remedies—economic sovereignty, sexual freedom, the
right to divorce and custody and education and standing—would get them laughed
at by men already pissed they had just gotten the vote. So they had to focus on
proximate causes: get rid of the alcohol, get rid of the whorehouses. A paltry,
palliative measure, but what else could they do? They had to dress their
concerns in the raiment of religion, one of the few acceptable fields women
were allowed. Women were tasked the stabilizing force in society, the ones to
marry off unstable, angry young men, absorb their violence, ‘settle’ them and
force them to work a job, and produce the next generation of labor. And with
that came their tasking to be the civilizing force, at that time inextricable
with Christian morality. But there was a material reason behind their proselytizing—there
always is, if you look closely enough, behind *anybody’s*. Sure, there were holy-roller
true believers, but I bet the majority of women (and I must so bet, as history
has seen to it their voices are lost) just wanted the beatings to end and food
on the table, and relative safety from debilitating disease. I bet this because
I see women as rational agents. Humans in an impossible situation, with no
voice, living with their captors.The factory jobs available to men were miserable, back-breaking
labor, and hardly paid. This was the tail end of the era of radical labor
rights movements, but there was a lot of misery, and those movements were eventually
shut down, especially with the economic desperation of the depression. As it
leads to drug use now in desperate, hollowed-out, post-industrial communities,
so it led to drinking then. And disenfranchised groups have always found a
group even lower on the social ladder than themselves to take out their anger. Women
were always the punching bag and social safety valve. And a drunk, drugged population
is not in much position to organize politically. There were few diversions – no
television, no sports games, no entertainments – to mollify the working classes
after their drudgery, so the bar was an incredibly attractive option. Oblivion
was preferable to going back to the slums with screaming children underfoot in
a filthy, tiny shack and a pissed off wife. Her anger may have been justified,
but in the guy’s mind, she was just the shrew waiting to make his day worse.
And, to those guys with a shred of decency, there was the shame in being
reminded of how poorly his wages kept his family, how desperate and pointless
the struggle, how they were running to stay in the same desperate place with no
hope of advancement. Ashamed, depressed men lash out, even against those who
they feel they have wronged.The dispossessed men take it out on their women. This
always, always, always happens.Prohibition did not work. We know that now, with the power
of hindsight. And the social fabric is utterly different, now: while women are by
no means liberated, they can hold property, they can keep their own wages and
assets, they have rights to their children, they can obtain education and jobs.
Divorce from an alcoholic husband without landing in the gutter is a
possibility. But to advance the narrative that prohibition was started by a
bunch of fuddy-duddy no-fun busy-bodies who hated the idea of anybody having a
good time is monstrous and shows only your contempt for women. You cannot know
the fear and desperation of being trapped with a violent, alcoholic husband,
several children, pregnant every year from marriage to menopause, and listening
to your children crying with hunger while waiting for your husband to come back
from the bar. And then you must approach him and ask for money. And you have
nowhere to run. I wager you have never had to bury your own children dead of starvation and the diseases of poverty. There was nowhere for them to turn without you – orphanages a joke, these masses of children from these women who had no power to control their own fertility seen as labor at best and excess humanity, vermin, by most of society. And their alcoholic father would leave them to die while he drinks himself to death. So it’s you or nobody.What do you do? The possibilities on the outside for you, a fallen, divorced
women, would be prostitution or penury. But you have one bit of power, now – you can vote. And women as a class share your interests. You would be shut down campaigning for full human rights, but if you dress your concerns up in religion, there is a chance.Of course, a hundred years in the future, men will use this as an example of how as soon as women are able to vote, they ruin everything.
Andrea Dworkin’s Right-Wing
Women is a brilliant and deeply-researched work on the phenomenon of the religious,
conservative woman, and addresses why women are often the enforcers and lieutenants
of religious morality and social conservatism, when it benefits them least. It
is not because they are small-minded cunts with small spirits, any more than
men on the average. There is a material and strategic reason, and the
temperance movement is a perfect example of this. They are making a bargain
within the confines of the tiny shred of power they are given.And ask, always, before you condemn a group of women as a
bunch of no-fun brainless shrieking reactionaries because they want to take
away your toys: what material, rational reason might here be? Give them at
least the dignity of being considered rational agents before you condemn.
If you’re a writer and you see this post, stop what you’re doing.
WHENEVER YOU SEE THIS POST ON YOUR DASH, STOP WHAT YOU’RE DOING AND WRITE ONE SENTENCE FOR YOUR CURRENT PROJECT.
Just one sentence. Stop blogging for one minute and write a single sentence. It could be dialogue, it could be a nice description of scenery, it could be a metaphor, I don’t care. The point is, do it. Then, when you finish, you can get back to blogging.
If this gets viral, you might just have your novel finished by next Tuesday.
How to catch a kangaroo in 0:32 seconds
ive been doing it wrong all these years
WTF
this is the single most accurate video about australia ever made from the grey hobo hair to the woolworths fabric bag
what the fuck
A Christmas Carol is so wild to me because it takes not one, not two, but like four fucking ghosts to convince this dude not to be the biggest douche in the universe. Like, four fucking ghosts came back from the dead, rose from the Goddamn grave to be like, “I came back from the dead because you need to quit your shit.” Fuck. How big of an asshole do you have to be to have four fucking ghosts tell you to stop?
Have you ever met a rich capitalist
Also, one of those ghosts was a rich capitalist douche. He needed to reform Scrooge to work off his own sentence, didn’t he?
Marley’s ghost basically told Scrooge that if he kept being a greedy douchebag he would go to hell and Scrooge still needed convincing and that honestly is 100% believable to me
That an old rich white guy being told “Your going to hell unless you help the poor” would respond by going “I still kind of want to NOT help the poor tho?”
Charlie Dickens knew what was up.
Dickens had to work in a factory hos entire childhood. His father was thrown in a debtor’s prison. Thats why all his stories are about rich fucks getting owned.
The thing I love about A Christmas Carol is that
at the time he wrote it, Christmas, as a holiday, was on par with our Arbor Day. And Scrooge held the Majority Opinion.Dickens originally set out to write a Very Serious Pamphlet About the Plight of the Poor in Modern Times, with numbers, and statistics, and gruesome details about the state of debtors prisons. And he realized that it would probably not change a single thing, in the end.
So he changed it to fiction, and made it emotional, and focused on the lives in one specific family. And he also self-published it, because he realized that a for-profit publishing house wouldn’t want to touch it. And gave it to friends.
Not only did it help change people’s attitudes toward charity organizations and help reform labor laws, it also (pretty much) revived the whole custom of celebrating Christmas at all.
That, my friends, is the power of a well written ghost story.
I just looked up this to see if this was true and it is!
The pamphlet was going to be called ‘An Appeal to the People of England, on behalf of the Poor Man’s Child’
He decided to write the story because he realised that soap-boxing factory workers and their employers on the importance of educational reform wasn’t going to work on a society-wide scale.
A Christmas Carol is literally a leftist/socialist story about not being a dickwad to your employees because they’re human too, your ‘fellow man’

Fact: bisexuals make up a majority of the LGBT population.
Fact: the majority of bisexuals are closeted.
Theory: If all bisexual people came out, straight people would no longer be the majority.
Do we really make up a majority? Cause the way we’re erased i had no idea. Like really. I thought we were in minority…
The Human Rights Commission of San Francisco released a groundbreaking report on Bisexual Invisibility in 2010 which revealed that, even though only 28% of bisexuals are out (compared to 71% of lesbians and 77% of gay men.) bisexuals out-number gays and lesbians combined, Many studies have followed which verify this data.
Whaaaaat.
Bisexual Invisibility more like Bisexual Invincibility
reblogging for the last comment
I’ve had a lot of bi people tell me “I thought bisexuality was almost nonexistent?” when I brought this up.
Bisexuals make up the majority of the LGBTQ+ community and a huge percentage if not the majority of people in general.
It’s easy to feel like you’re alone if you’re bi or questioning. The most powerful thing we can tell bi youth is ‘you are not alone’. It’s what saved my life as a kid.
The 2019 ACA (Affordable Care Act) enrollment period has been shortened from 90 days to 45 days (November 1-December 15, 2018) and the advertising budget to promote open enrollment has been slashed in an effort to sabotage the program. You’re probably not seeing a lot of advertising (read: zero) about the enrollment window online or on TV.




