Woah, Ariana Grande is coming to SMASH!?
My husband’s job primarily employs adult men but there is one (1) teenage girl and my husband said originally he worried she might be a bit of an outcast but instead every man on the crew was like “huh guess I am a dad/older brother now.”
She was in a car crash on the way to work one morning and called my husband to let him know she’d be late and he was like wtf guess I’m gonna be late too because I’m coming to pick you up and then he told his team and they were like I think you mean WE are coming.
Imagine you are a teenage girl probably rushing to get to work and you crash your probably new car and feel absolutely miserable and now you’ll be late to work but then suddenly in the distance a car full of all the adult men you work with just pulls up and is like “we came all the way here to pick you up” the mental image right now is fr.
Apparently she tried to call her dad but it was 3am and he was obviously sleeping so she called my husband and he not only came to find her but fished her glasses out of the hood of the car (she’d dropped them while looking inside), drove her to the hospital, and told her to take the day off. She insisted on coming back to work so he used his lunch break to watch TV with her to make sure she didn’t doze off (concussion risk).
You’ve heard of the Mom friend but my husband is very much the Dad friend. He said when he answered the phone she said “hey please don’t be mad” and he’s never felt such powerful Fatherhood energy in his life.
Girl: *calls for aid*
Every single dad packed into the car:
This is possibly my favorite response to this post
This girls father: Thanks for helping my daughter out guys
Your husband and all his coworkers:
I’ll eat your pussy for hours, then we’ll order pizza, then I’ll eat your pussy some more
What the fuck are we gonna do with the pizza
Order it
i feel like there's a bit of a tendency in leftist circles to do the same thing conservatives do, and pine for an imaginary time period that never existed. except instead of like, ancient rome, or the 50s, a lot of people are weirdly fixated on like...the middle ages? or the hunter-gatherer days? or pirates? like people will try to be anti-capitalist and say "oh medieval peasants had better lives than we do" or "humans used to all live in small communities that took care of each other" and like. idk man id rather have vaccines and the ability to leave your abuser and the right to vote.
it's tempting to think that since things are bad, they must be uniquely bad. but there is no utopia in the past that we need to return to, no garden of eden we were cast out of with the advent of. idk the industrial revolution or whatever. we need to create a better future, not despair about an imagined past.
part of this is also the extremely reductive idea that like, White Men are the root of all evil in the world, and therefor pre-colonial cultures must have all been utopias. in reality, they were neither barbaric nor magically perfect, they were just people with their own flaws and virtues. it turns out people everywhere were and are basically the same. looking for the magic button that will make everything perfect again just distracts from the mundane and hard work of making things better.
See also: "noble savage"-type idealization of nonwhite cultures and civilizations. (Which, hilariously, indicates that the only thing that person knows about said civilization is that it wasn't European.)
i wish there was an easier way to tell the difference between an "if it sucks hit da bricks" situation and a "sometimes being an adult means doing things that you dont wanna" situation
The best answer to this that I've seen is "You are free to do whatever you like. You must only live with the consequences."
"If it sucks, hit da bricks" is for when you realize that you actually definitely can live with the consequences of Not Doing The Thing.
"Sometimes being an adult means doing things that you don't wanna" is for when you've thought it over and it turns out you would strongly prefer NOT to live with the consequences of Not Doing The Thing.
do not. respond to my doylist criticism with a watsonian explanation.
(to translate: Do not respond to my criticism about how the artist wrote/designed the work by explaining the in-universe explanation for it. The author chose the rules that made that explanation happen; they are not bound by these laws.)
wait, jazz is so so healing
for autism acceptance month i think it's important that we understand that autism acceptance can't be based on the lowest common denominator. which means we can't simplify autism to only the broad aspects that appeal to the largest group of people (ableds). it was wrong of people to act like autism was a horrible disease that "stole your child" from you. it's also wrong to act like common symptoms of classical autism are only stereotypes that have to be shut down. there's going to be lots of different ways that people with autism behave, how their symptoms manifest, what they struggle with. instead of acting like there's some one true presentation of autism, acknowledge how varied it is. how many aspects of someone's life it can affect. how they're different severities and different presentations. include autistic people who are like you and autistic people who are not like you
The Spanish Autism Month campaign is very good in this regard! They adopted the infinity symbol for autism, and the slogan “We infinite”, as in, there’s infinite ways to be autistic. Each poster depicts two autistic people, one “stereotypical” against a blue backdrop (!) and one “atypical” against a red or green backdrop. There’s an emphasis on both characters being autistic and deserving of respect and accommodations, no matter how much or how little they fit in neurotypical preconceived ideas of autism.
happy autism awareness day to all the girls who had “ friends” growing up who were actually bullying them . to the girls who always sat alone in the grass and wondered why nobody wanted to talk . to the girls who spoke to animals like they were listening . to the girls who created a little world in their room . to the girls who always felt ashamed for how deeply they love things and how passionately they enjoyed media . to the girls who covered their ears when they were overwhelmed by everything . to the girls who carrying a special thing around to feel safe . to the girls who never understood what they did wrong to feel so lonely . to the girls who were diagnosed later in life because they weren’t little boys who liked trains. you are so special and beautiful and you’re not worse for it, you love deeply and that is so wonderful please never try to push that down . I LOVE YOU !!!!!
Somehow I ended up as a girl who was diagnosed later in life despite the fact that I was a little boy who liked trains.
The thing about "friends" who were actually bullying them is a little too real.
my pronouns are they/he/it/the/fucking/pentagon