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Some women are conditioned to be fragile and weak, and to believe that it's a sin to outperform a man. Her feminism would involve allowing women to be strong.

Some women are expected to be strong at times when they can't. Her feminism would involve reassuring her that it's okay to not be strong.

Some neurodivergent people are raised to believe that they're too stupid to ever amount to anything. Their disability activism would involve reassuring them that they're capable.

Some neurodivergent people are raised to believe that they're smart and gifted, and are expected to live up to impossible standards. Their disability activism would involve allowing them to fail, make mistakes, be stupid, etc.

Some children are constantly reminded "you're the child, I'm the adult" in order to deny their autonomy. Their youth rights activism would involve treating them like an adult at times when they feel ready for it.

Some children are treated like adults in order to justify increased expectations or to downplay abuse against them. Their youth rights activism would involve allowing them to be a child.

There is no one-size-fits-all solution to oppression. Each individual person's experience is different. Whatever trauma is caused by their oppression, the activism should focus on undoing it.

for april fools we’re deleting this entire site sayonara you weeaboo shits

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How much of this shit do I have to learn from tumblr dot com what do you MEAN Love Händel is just??? Coming back?

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Op casually leaving out that the entire thing has been organized by Lindana’s children

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HUH?

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Just to clarify you mean like. THE Lindana. As in the pop star from the 80s.

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I do! Bobbi (who has been running a hair salon since the band’s breakup) updated the website saying he’ll be out for a reunion concert. And that he was convinced after speaking with two kids—Phineas and Ferb Flynn-Fletcher, who want them to come back to perform at their mother, Linda’s anniversary.

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Ohhh so nepotism 🙄

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No, not nepotism. You guys don’t get to hate on these kids, they’re super cool. They came into my shop & asked me to perform for their parents. They made no mention of their mom being Lindana. We’re literally prepping for the concert right now and I just learned this from tumblr. Had to fact check it with Bobbi. Point is, at no point did they try to leverage their mom’s fame. They genuinely just wanted to do something sweet for their parents. I doubt they even thought to try and use their mother’s status. They simply explained how passionate their parents were about the band.

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DANNY?

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Ok so tonight we have learned:

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#also I did some digging #and like #her kids also wrote gitchee gitchee goo??!! #but then just #never did music again #and again did Not mention their mom

HELLO??

fuck it homebrew boop button. reblog this post to boop the person you reblogged from.

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*reluctant sigh*

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*rebogs*

The fact that Voyager is still running holodecks is not talked about enough, because excuse me whAT. They are rationing food and replicator use. They close down a whole deck to save energy. And they're RUNNING HOLODECKS? Deeply unserious space fleet. Honestly shocking that there wasn't a holodeck on the Defiant. How did Trek humans even won any wars with that crippling holodeck addiction

Ok so I get it I also think it’s strange but they do say that the holodeck has an independent energy system which can’t be used for replicators etc which seems a bit bullsit but whatever. If we assume that the holodeck uses a lot less energy than we think it does, and that the energy from a day’s holodeck use would make one or two replicator meals then that is quite negligible for a crew of about 150 people.

Holodecks aren’t just an activity room in Voyager, they function very much like communal places in a way that they haven’t done in any other Star Trek show that I’ve seen (so far). Voyager is a smaller ship, and apart from the mess hall there aren’t a lot of places to socialize. Also, the crew on Voyager are on this ship against their will and think they might be for their whole lives. The holodeck is what keeps Voyager from being a prison.

Even if the holodeck took a lot of energy, I’d argue that it’s correct to prioritise it. The Swedish Sci-fi film Aniara is also about a ship that’s most probably lost in space forever. *Spoilers* things quickly go south when that ship’s holodeck equivalent stops working and I believe Voyager would have suffered a similar fate if Janeway removed the holodecks for a few more replicator rations.

Ron Moore hated the way VOY used holodecks. He said it was as if the Skipper and Gilligan had a color TV in their hut.

VOY didn't seem to like their own premise much, which I found disappointing. Even if they were determined to keep the holodecks, I'd have liked to see more evidence of the cost of that choice. Like, is it really necessary for them to wear costumes? The holocharacters don't notice when supposed German officers are reptilian aliens, or that the bartender has pointed ears, or that the Nazi's mistress has ridges on her forehead. Surely they could also not notice people's clothing.

If it was necessary to replicate costumes...we should have seen people sharing them. Maybe we see an extra wearing Janeway's governess dress, waiting outside the holodeck for Tom and Harry to finish. Janeway's done with her holonovel, and has lent it, and the costume, to someone else.

If you read behind the scenes stuff, like A Vision of the Future, it's clear that what they really wanted was to make TOS again. They thought DS9 had drifted too far from "real Trek," and wanted to go back to Trek's roots.

Janeway was repeatedly described as "a female Kirk." Writers were told that any lines they wrote for Janeway should fit Kirk as well. If you can't imagine Kirk saying it, Janeway shouldn't say it.

I think they wanted Voyager to be out of contact with Starfleet so Janeway would be free to take charge, like Kirk (and unlike Picard). That whole space pioneers thing.

I suspect they found the TOS model didn't work, because they had race and gender issues TOS didn't, with its all white male main cast. They were afraid to let Tuvok and Chakotay challenge Janeway, the way Spock and McCoy could challenge Kirk. Because she's just a girl, and it would undermine her fragile, female authority. The closeness between Kirk and Spock would have been seen as romantic between a man and a woman (heck, it was anyway!), and so they shied away from the Janeway-Tuvok relationship. (Black man/white woman was a third rail back then. Still is, kinda.)

And a Spock-McCoy kind of conflict between Tuvok and Chakotay would have been seen as sexual jealousy over Janeway, so their relationship was downplayed. Janeway, Tuvok, and Chakotay were supposed to be the Big Three of VOY. Instead, Tuvok and Chakotay faded into the woodwork.

Anyways, I think they wanted isolation from the Federation, but not really the privation of being a lone starship far from home. At the beginning, there was talk of holodeck rations, but by the end, Seven can fall asleep on the holodeck and no one even notices.

Star Trek needs to capitalize on the fact that it has such a cool and expansive universe. They need to make more shows/movies/stories centered around the more niche corners of the galaxy. I want truckstop romance stories between a Vulcan freighter captain and a human waiter whose claustrophobia won’t let them get on a space ship. I want an epic political thriller of an orphan gorn egg raised by a ferengi family, I want to learn how a Klingon family started a barbecue joint on Kronos and became universe famous for their lava butter (there actually is something like this in the Star Trek travel guide but it’s such a short snippet and I want to know more), I want to see the drama of a Klingon opera, i want to see the stories that are always just out of focus.

There are just so many cool ideas. And not to say I don’t love the challenge of the weekly crew style but we saw how interesting the stories can get if you expand past just starfleet (especially in ds9)

one note and I write a one shot about ford and stan showing up to filbricks funeral a few years after the science fair project (pre-bill)

alright its time lemme cook

Okay this is getting way longer than I thought it'd be so I'm adding a page break

Reluctantly, Ford made his way towards the dirty man and tapped him on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, have you seen my brother? He should look exactly like me, maybe a bit shorter."

The man started at him in disbelief. He looked familiar, somehow. Was this man related to him? He definitely had the nose and brow of the family, though he clearly didn't inherit the pride. Ford was broken out of his thoughts the man spoke.

"Are you serious?"

That voice! It took everything in him not to slap a hand to his mouth. This figure--this, this stranger--was none other than...

"Stanley?!"

Behind him the droning paused and more mumbles of disagreement came up, and Ford remembered shamefully that he was at a funeral. He quickly apologized to the crowd before turning back to his brother.

It was clear now. His face still had that boxy look, the chub that Stanford had never gotten was still there. The face was, however, almost unfamiliar after that. It was technically his face, sure. But he had never let stubble and hair grow wild, had never allowed himself to get so scarred and bruised. And those eyes, once so filled with mischief and light, looked shifty and almost cautious.

"Yeah, it's me. What about it?"

"Ah, um. Nothing, nothing. Just..."

"What happened to you?"

Ford regrets the words as soon as they come out of his mouth. Stanley, luckily, doesn't seem too upset. He scoffs, shoving his hands further into his pockets. The perturbed look on his face is familiar, disturbingly so, a drop of normalcy in the ocean of strangeness.

"You're gonna have to be a little more specific than that, Six."

"Sorry, that was rude of me. You just look a bit--"

"Yeah, well. It's none of your business."

There's a silence between them, and for once Ford has no idea what to say to him. This is Stanley, isn't it? He should know exactly what to do, exactly how to ease the tension. And yet, the next words out of his mouth feel awkward and foreign.

"So Ma says you've been living down South?"

"Yeah. Finally got back up from Mexico."

"Mexico?!"

Stanley shifts, as if regretting telling Ford.

"Got a job down there. Again, none of your business. Anyways, I'm surprised you showed up in the first place. Thought you hated the bastard."

"Likewise."

"Eh, I'm mostly here for Ma."

Another silence, although there's some sparse noise from the crowd as the uncle finally finishes. Family members move to place their flowers down, but the twins stay rooted in place.

"Are you seriously doing alright?"

Stan gives him an incredulous look before turning towards the front.

"You don't gotta pretend to care, you know. Probably never gonna see me again once this thing's over."

"I...listen, we should probably talk about that. Though I'm still upset about the science fair, I do regret not reaching out to you earlier. I've had time to think, and--"

"Oh you've had time to think, have you? Lucky me, to be graced with Saint Stanford's forgiveness."

"Well--"

"Ma tells me about you. You're off to college, making friends and shit. And it still took you six years to forgive me?"

"Of course it took a while, Stanley! You ruined my--"

Stanley pushes him--actually pushes him--and Ford is too stunned to shove back.

"I ruined your life? I've been homeless for five fucking years and you want to talk about whose life is ruined?"

The words don't sink in completely at first. Ford is brushing off his pants as he gets up, before he freezes.

"You're...homeless?"

"Ah, shit. Ma didn't tell ya?"

Now it's Ford's turn to shove Stanley, the latter making an indignant sound.

"You were homeless and you didn't call me? Didn't tell me? I would've--"

"No, you wouldn't have. It took you this long to forgive me, and it was only really 'cuz you got a chance to talk to me here. Would you really have done anything?"

Stan's eyes are tired, far more tired than anyone of his age should be.

This fic is a bit shorter than my usual, so lmk if it's still worth posting on Ao3! In this one, the roles are a bit reversed between the twins. This changes everything and nothing.

The Gorn plot in SNW makes me seriously consider that the episode Arena from TOS should be deleted forever the same way the Section 31 movie makes me wish the Section 31 episodes in DS9 didn't exist.

Sorry I'm being hateful but how the hell did we get here (bioessentialism, praising space CIA) from there (OG episodes)?