ourladyofwaysandmeans:

visavee:

This review of the show Young Sheldon is the only review I need.

[Image Caption: Screenshot of a FB comment from a user named Bobby. The comment reads:Β 

β€œIf you distilled every bad thing about sitcoms, the American mentality of proud idiocy and mocking others you don’t understand, white people, our terrible education system, and making fun of what is essentially autism and then you fed it to Shub-Niggurath, The Black Goat of the Woods With a Thousand Young, and she passed it through her dead yet not dad womb and produced a single yet somehow numerous chittering pile of maws and clavicles that thrum with some kind of harrowing, primordial music that reminds you that the end of all things is truly inevitable and always sits at the peripheryof your feeble lizard brain and that thing started to warp reality and collapse the integrity of all time and space around itself I would rather FUCK that thing with my own penis than watch this show for a single, solitary moment.”]

helicoidcyme:

patrexes:

you’re welcome

im fucking gay fuck but here we go lets do this

[id: a photoset. six photos of avia patrexes. she’s wearing a black harness bra, a green canvas-lookin jacket, a short flowered ruffled skirt, sheer black thigh-highs with thick lacy cuffs, and shiny black heels.

1. avia faces to the left, jacket on but open. the image shows from her forehead to just below her neck but both the straps and her collarbone tattoo are visible. her bright red lipstick makes her mouth, open just enough to see her tongue against her front teeth, the focal point of the image. she has a labret, which i either hadn’t previously noticed or had forgotten.

2. this photo is neck-to-thigh, looking up. avia’s jacket is now off and tied around her waist. the tops of her thigh-highs are visible, coming up to just below the hem of her skirt. one arm rests on her waist, while the other hangs down at her thigh, in front of the camera, holding an open pocket knife (the k n i f e)

3. knees down, from the side. this photo shows the heels and socks, and emphasizes calves and ankles. importantly for perspective, the camera is at roughly floor elevation

4. face! avia faces the camera, wearing her big round burgundy glasses with little white flowers along the tops of the rims. her hair is mostly pulled back but the sides drape gracefully down. as with 1, her collarbone tattoo and bra straps are visible and as with 1, her lipstick is a striking accent to the rest of the colors in the photo. her mouth is closed

5. as 4, but avia has reached up and pulled her glasses down, holding them by one earpiece against the side of her neck. her mouth is very slightly open. her eyes are very grey and i cant stop looking at this photo.

6. i believe this photo is the same as 2; if it’s not, i’ve missed something.Β Similar to 2, but her shoulders and elbow are turned more forward; it’s 2 but Directed At The Viewer Now


the set as a whole is arranged 2×3, so the bright red of her lipstick zig-zags from top to bottom, offset by knife-calves-knife. the lighting and colors (and the photos themselves i think) are soft but not warm, not aggressive but not… not passive, to be sure.

end id i guess]

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Β i have a lot more feelings but i can’t parse them and definitelyΒ can’t separate my internal stuff from description? i feel theres more to be said here but this id is already way less concrete/definite/professional than i feel it ought to be so im gonna leave it hereΒ 

commanderboshtette:

badgyal-k:

cocoacallalily:

nabyss:

meanmisscharles:

phoenix-ace:

redmensch:

this student walk out against school shootings is intriguing because it will create a generation of teens with mass strike experience. that has never happened before and could maybe have implications for how they go on to think about politics in terms of mass action

Its happened before, they just werent the right complexion, so they were criminalized, locked up and demonized.

People just rewrite history and facts like some of us aren’t paying attention…

☝☝☝☝ Do not erase us to prop your movement.

πŸ‘†πŸΏπŸ‘†πŸΏπŸ‘†πŸΏ

Wowwwww lmao

this is exactly what i’ve been talking about… like nevermind even going back to civil rights movement or the vietnam war or iraq or any of the other well known eras of mass student protests & walkouts – in the past decade this has been happening. it’s not distant memory, and yet somehow it’s β€˜never been done before’ and ppl like oprah and obama are out here making claims that it ~hasn’t happened since selma~, as though they haven’t spent the last 6+ years degrading and promoting the use of tear gas and β€œrubber” bullets against the teens protesting.Β and i swear it’s like the second there was an opportunity to deracialize β€œstop killing us,” everyone jumped on it.Β 

tl;dr the only way β€œthat has never happened before” could ever be true is if you’re ignoring all of world history

Confession:

darkladynyara:

mikkeneko:

sassafrasjungle:

mumblingsage:

blue-author:

the-goddamazon:

I’ve never read Ayn Rand.

I hear so much flagrant shit about her books. The gist I got was she hates poor people and blames poor people for being poor or something?

But there’s gotta be more to it than that. I remember Borders having Atlas Shrugged on fucking display for a while.

So SOMEONE is buying into her bullshit.

The thing is, her books aren’t explicitly about how awful poor people is. Her books are about how awesome her self-reliant True Individual heroes are, which is part of what makes them appealing to so many people who are young and impressionable.

It’s the implications of the philosophy that is being advanced in her books (and which she articulates in her non-fiction books) that leads to the β€œscrew poor people” stuff.

And the thing is, the books aren’t even good at showing the thing they supposedly show. They all are supposed to be teaching us great truths about human nature, but they ignore what human nature is and show what Rand thinks it should be. It’s like reading some alien’s fan fiction, written based on garbled descriptions and wild imaginings about what human life is like.

For instance, the Fountainhead’s protagonist is Howard Roark, theΒ onlyΒ architect in the world who is a True Individual who Doesn’t Follow The Crowd and Thinks For Himself.

But his individualism and supposed great creative genius consists of… making the most boring buildings imaginable and then insisting that this is theΒ only correctΒ way to do it and anybody who disagrees or deviates from his vision is objectively wrong.

His approach allows for no creativity, no individual expression, no decorative flourishes, nothing cultural or artistic. He looks at a site, and then comes up with the most utilitarian building possible to suit the practical needs of the project given the site. His design is presented as being the objectively (or Objectively) correct design, and anyone else’s design is judged by how much it deviates from the single correct answer.

So if 100 architects all submitΒ differentΒ plans, they’e all sheep for not having the courage to see the one logically right answer.The more their answers vary, the more they are sheep.

And she writes the story in such a way that all the art and expression in architecture for thousands of years is a corruption that leaves people feeling hollow and empty. Think about the most soaring and inspiring religious art in architecture. The most beautiful buildings. In her story, the idea that these places inspire anything but conformity in the viewer is a lie we’ve been forced to believe, but looking at Howard Roark’s cracker box buildings makes our spirits soar.

This might just be written off as bad storytelling, but it reflects how she lived her life. Rand led a circle of β€œfree-thinking intellectuals” where one’s free-thinkingness was measured in terms of one’s agreement with the group; i.e., with her.

Did you see that ridiculous letter to Cat Fancy going around where Rand talks about how she doesn’t feel anything about cats, she reasons that they have objective value? That’s not her being silly (on purpose) or suggesting β€œMy dear person, you don’t understand how much I like cats.” As part of her deep-seated belief that she is an objectively rational human being, she convinced herself that all of her tastes and feelings are deeply rational conclusions.Β 

So in her fable about individualism and the human spirit, the architectural flourishes that she finds silly and gaudy aren’t just not to her taste, they are objectively wrong and a sign of how oppressed the human spirit has become.

She even conducted her romantic affairs in this manner. When she essentially left her husband for a younger man (though I believe they stayed marry), she explained it to him that it was the rationally correct decision to make and if he didn’t agree then his whole life as an intellectual had been a lie. When her younger beau eventually dumped her, she made a similar declaration about him.

So this is the background of Ayn Rand: a woman who is as ruled by prejudice, superstition, and emotion as anyone else on the planet, but is so invested in the ideaΒ of being rational and objective that sheΒ convinced that whatever passion moves her must be the utter expression of pure reason.

And this woman hasβ€”as so many doβ€”a deep suspicion of the idea that other people are getting something for nothing, and this suspicion leads to resentment. More understandably, she has a suspicion of anything that smacks of communism or government-backed redistribution from being a firsthand witness to the excesses of the USSR.

But rather than thinking about her feelings and where they come from, or examining her conclusions, she simply concludes that everything she feels is itself pure reason, and then articulates a philosophy around it.

And this gives us Atlas Shrugged, which is again about the triumph of the individual, but again in a very twisted way.

She takes the idea that all human beings are entitled to the fruits of their labor and posits that the only human beings whoΒ reallyΒ labor are the people at the top of the capitalism food chain.

Reading the story, it’s apparent that she sees the world as a kind of steampunk AU where people who singlehandedly create unique and unreproducible technological breakthroughs are the drivers of the economy, not people who work and buy things, not venture capitalists and people who have inherited gobs of money and power.

True Individuals in Atlas Shrugged are people who are clever and brave and selfish (which is considered a virtue in her writing) enough that theyΒ shouldΒ be rich and ruling the world, and the fact that they don’t is another sign of how corrupt the world is. This is why it resonates with so many people (and the particular people it does) so deeply: it tells them that they should be in charge, they should be rich, they should have everything, and the fact that they don’t is because of Moochers, Looters, and Takers (everyone else.)

Selfishness is a virtue, altruism is a sin, and anything done for the benefit of society rather than oneself is β€œlooting” and the reason that the well-deserving supermen of the world are left with nothing to show for their awesomeness.

The title β€œAtlas Shrugged” refers to the idea that the titan Atlas who holds up the sky (or in many popular depictions, the world) suffers and toils silently for the benefit of the whole world with no reward might one day have enough of it and put his burden down, see how the world gets along without him.

Which sounds like a rallying cry for labor, right? But this, again, in Rand’s mind and in her bizarre AU fantasy that she calls a philosophical thesis statement, this description does not apply to the mass of human laborers whose work forms the backbone of our life. Those people areΒ takers. Whatever they get is by definition more than they deserve.

John Galt, the β€œhero” of Atlas Shrugged, is a randpunk inventor who organizes a β€œstrike” of all the other True Individuals, and the wheels of society grind to a halt without their benevolent greed. This is why Tea Partiers and the like talk about β€œgoing Galt” or wave signs around that say β€œWho is John Galt?” (which is Tea Partier for wearing a Guy Fawkes mask). The irony of ironies is that most of these people are working class, which means that they wouldΒ notΒ be seen as Atlas in her work but as Atlas’s burden.

But as long as they prefer to see themselves as the Bold Individuals Who Would Dare (if not for that darned government and immigrants and homosexuals and communists and witches), they’ll never realize that.

Sorry to the less-interested among my dash for reblogging such a long post, but Rand’s psychology (it’s…not really a philosophy, and my philosophy prof is the only other person I’ve ever seen pick apart her premises & reasoning so thoroughly) rarely gets examined in-depth, and I find it fascinating when it is…also, β€œrandpunk” as a genre name. I kinda wish it existed. So we all knew what to avoid, but still.Β 

(I am reminded of this xkcd comic)

It dovetails nicely with an educational system which from top to bottom teaches that the only people in the world who have ever been smart or accomplished anything are white men, and the only reason to ever pretend a nonwhite nonman has accomplished anything is magnanimous charity. (Spoiler: that’s the US educational system.)

It also dovetails with another part of US education, that teaches that history is made by *individuals*. Even when they do acknowledge women and people of color, it’s still within a narrative ofΒ β€œthis one single person, all alone”. Hence why so few people are aware that Rosa Parks was a trained activist, and why most people have no fucking clue how the Civil Rights movement accomplished what it did.