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Otherwise good conversations about incel rhetoric miss that that such beliefs are not the domain of just single men who cannot get sex. It is also the realm of men in long-term relationships and married men.
Good moves slow and bad moves fast Turns out it’s extremely difficult and time-consuming to build welfare programs such as SNAP and free school lunches to support low-income Americans, but it takes mere seconds to give that shit the boot. Who could have guessed that it’s a lot easier to tear something down than it is to build something up? A professor probably has something to say about this, but it’s best to just ignore them anyway – they’re just trying to slow you down!
uk press gratuitously ignoring this so i have to find out from America
good to see that after a summer of far right riots organised by tiny tommy’s mob in which the rozzers were injured and attacked they’ve decided the threat to stability is: quakers worried about climate change
i think the problem here might be that just stop oil et al aren’t being violent enough
i thought wombats were small. That looks photoshopped!
That’s Patrick! A wombat raised since he was a joey on a wildlife park in Victoria, Aussie, he’s known as both the oldest and biggest wombat we know of!
Most wombats average around 30 to 40 inches, so fat Pat is definitely an outlier. For comparison here’s a more ‘regular’ wombat.
taking the threshold of adulthood as 18, you are likely to spend at least52 years as a fully grown adult
at the age of 30 you have lived less than one quarter of your adult life (12/52 years)
‘middle age’ is typically considered to be between 45-65
it is extremely common to switch careers, start new relationships, emigrate, go to college for the first or second time, or make other life-changing decisions in middle age
it’s wild that I even have to spell it out, but older adults (60+) still have social lives and hobbies and interests.
you can still date when you get old. you can still fuck. you can still learn new skills, be fashionable, be competitive. you can still gossip, you can still travel, you can still read. you can still transition. you can still come out.
young doesn’t mean peaked. you’re inexperienced in your 20s! you’re still learning and practicing! you’re developing social skills and muscle memory that will last decades!
there are a million things to do in the world, and they don’t vanish overnight because an imaginary number gets too big
[on the answering machine] Hello, Vivian? This is your mother. Just calling to say hi, hope your birthday [was] good! Did Wil show up? Thought you may wanna talk after she leaves. Oh, maybe she’s still there…Okay, bye!
I know I’m prolly preaching to the choir here on this website of all websites, but y'know I always find it Very Concerning how often vague terms with exceedingly grim legal and sociological implications like “criminality” or “deviance” or the cunningly meaningless “disregard for social norms” show up in lists of symptoms and diagnostic criteria for highly stigmatized mental disorders. That one always bugs the hell out of me and I really feel like reasonable people, medical professionals and all, should’ve just known that was a dumbfuck way to phrase things without needing to be told.
I’m gonna start armchair-diagnosing sane ppl with Compliant Servility Disorder. See how they like it.
its so bizzare that increased awareness about anxiety has led to “that makes me uncomfy/scared” being an injunction to stop someone else just going abt their life and not a realisation that these things are just feelings and sometimes our feelings are completely discordant with the level of danger were in. like “sometimes i feel threatened when im actually not” should be grounds to interrogate disgust etc not the other way arnd
my flat faces west (yes like in the song) but the rising sun reflects off the windows opposite and comes into my kitchen anyway
at dawn there’s a period where the only thing preventing the sun from the east and the sun from the west meeting again is a pair of bookshelves in my hall
