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williamfbuckley:

roundo:

“The Barbie movie is just brand propaganda and you’re giving in to capitalism” I really really don’t care like I REALLY don’t care and btw marx isn’t going to fuck you

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jafaaar:

A man holding his baby up to paintings and talking to him at an art gallery

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werechicken:

msaprildaniels:

ailuromantic-deactivated2022122:

nobody tears through library books quite as fast as a 12 yr old girl with no friends

I wish I was still as powerful as a 12 year old girl with no friends. I read like a God back then, in flowing torrents of beauty and power.

…huh. I’m in this post and I don’t like it

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were–ralph:

this tweet genre is so fucking funny i need more of them

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ampervadasz:

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demilypyro:

“The magic system isn’t explained properly” bro as if anyone these days understands how a computer works

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darkshrimpemotions:

The really telling thing about the true compassionless roots of fatphobia is how so much of the attempts to “gotcha” fat acceptance and body positivity basically revolve around some asshole asking “so wait, at what point am I allowed to dehumanize another person and treat them like garbage? When is that acceptable behavior?”

And they get really fucking mad when the answer is “never, what the fuck is wrong with you?!”

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valentineish:

valentineish:

homunculus-argument:

And speaking of scurvy, I am eternally amused by the thing where some ancient form of healing that was born in a time where people didn’t know exactly how the human body works, or what causes it to stop working sometimes, that still somehow worked. Like how so many old folk medicinal plants were listed as a cure for various ailments that - from a modern view - are clearly just symptoms of scurvy, and the plant itself is rich in vitamin C.

I recall reading some story, no recollection of the exact time or place, where the king of a large empire suffered from constant horrible headaches and was incapable of falling asleep unless drugged or blackout drunk. Sick of taking temporary fixes to dull the pain and having to be sedated every night, he called up some old sage healer who was said to know how to fix things nobody else could explain, and the healer heard his symptoms and went

“Hmm. You spend too much time being a king. Your skull is packed so full of kingly thoughts that they don’t all fit in there and that’s why your head is in pain. You need to spend time not being a king.” And prescribed him to schedule three days every month where he must go to a peasant village where nobody knows he’s the king, live with a family there under a fake name and identity, work in the rice fields with them, eating the same food and sleeping on the same mats. Absolutely nobody is allowed to address him as the king, speak to him of any royal or political matters, and he himself is not allowed to think any kingly thoughts or think of himself as the king.

And naturally, this worked. Taking a regular scheduled break from a highly stressful office desk job to completely decompress, paired with physical exercise in the form of hard but simple physical labour, plain and simple food and Just Not Thinking About Your Fucking Job All The Time does help chronic stress, which here was worded as “spending too much time being a king clogs your brain.”

Sometimes you do have ghosts in your blood, though I’m not entirely sure whether you should do cocaine about it.

To be fair to humans past, central nervous system stimulants are a first line treatment for certain maladies and conditions. Taking Concerta everyday feels an awful lot like warding off a ghost that saps my vitality and spirit. If I was some guy with untreated ADHD prior to the 1900’s, being given a plant-derived CNS stimulant like caffeine or cocaine would feel like a miracle cure.

ACTUALLY NO! I’m going to peer review myself!

#there’s something in all of this too about the extremely high incidence of self-medication with ADHD #addiction is pretty par for the course. nowadays a lot of adults with untreated ADHD have caffeine dependency #tertiary to THAT of course is the fact that i will put money on sherlock holmes (& potentially as an extension arthur conan doyle) had adhd #thanks for coming to my tedtalk

I was right for saying this

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theradioghost:

dead metaphors are really interesting honestly and specifically i’m interested in when they become malapropisms

like, the concept being, people are familiar with the phrase and what people use it to mean metaphorically, but it’s not common knowledge anymore what the metaphor was in literal reference to. people still say “toe the line” but don’t necessarily conjure up the image of people standing at the starting line of a race, forbidden from crossing over it. people still say “the cat is out of the bag” without necessarily knowing it’s a sailors’ expression referring to a whip being brought out for punishment. some metaphors are so dead we don’t even know where they come from; like, there are ideas about what “by hook or by crook” references, but no one is entirely sure. nobody knows what the whole nine yards are.

and then you throw in a malaprop or a mondegreen or two, where because people don’t know what the actual words of the expression refer to, they’re liable to replace them with similar sounding words (see “lack toast and tolerant”). so we can literally go from a phrase referencing a common, everyday part of life to a set of unfixed, contextless sounds with a completely different meaning. that’s fascinating. what an interesting piece of the way language and culture are living, changing, coevolving things.

maybe part of the reason we can’t figure out where some phrases come from is that over time the words themselves have changed! one of the theories about “the whole nine yards” is that it’s a variant of “the whole ball of wax,” which some people further theorize was originally “the whole bailiwick,” meaning just “the whole area”! the addition of “nine yards” might be related to “dressed to the nines,” which might reference the fucking Greek muses! language is so weird and cool! (and I only know any idioms in two languages!)

the point is. I just came across the words “nip it in the butt” in a piece of published, professional fiction, and now I can’t stop giggling.

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inthefallofasparrow:

autisthc:

greathoughtsphilosopy:

chickenlittlefan15:

HARK !!! I SEE HER !! RIGHT IN THE CENTER OF POST !! RAISE THEM MEN FROM THEIR SLUMBER WE’VE A BEAST TO SLAY

FOOLS !!! IT’S A TRAP !! THEY ARE FLANKING YOU, AND NOW YOU ARE SURROUNDED !!

OH, THE HUBRIS OF MAN !! TO BE SCUPPERED THUS BY HIS OWN OBSESSION !! AND WHO NOW IS LEFT TO INFORM THE WIDOWS WHAT FOLLY TOOK PLACE HERE?

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256gb:

accidentally clicked on r/frugal and this is the top post and i’m losing my mind

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