something incredibly American about an Allied trooper yelling brand names at Soviets until they recognize him as an ally.

(via The Uncomfortable Tea Set | theuncomfortable.com)

mmm. yes. i AM uncomfortable.

oo long tea

When the fifth hour past midday feels interminable

As someone who grew up with "I'm not going to praise you for doing what's expected of you; that's not being good, that's doing the bare minimum" I want to encourage you to celebrate every little thing you can. Everything that takes energy and effort should be appreciated and you're allowed to be happy about trying.

If it's hard to do then it's not nothing. Be proud of yourself

And even if it isn't! Do we only say "thank you" to, say, cashiers, if we felt like they went above and beyond what is expected of them, or if we are convinced that their job is difficult enough to warrant it? No. We say it because they did something for us. When someone does something for us, we thank them. So shouldn't it follow that when we do something for ourselves, we are grateful to ourselves?

3 cheers for 21 years

i will never, and i mean this, Ever buy a video game for 80 american dollars. this is a core part of my being. i will not be moved from this position

"ooh ahhh inflation" i wasn't paying full price then either; i learned about emulators and indie games like 20 years ago. Never Pay More Than [adjust this quote for inflation] For A Computer Game

Adjusting for inflation doesn't even begin to cover it. The sheer amount of work involved in delivering a game priced at $80 today is a different order of magnitude. The sheer length of the content, too - there are games containing what were once sold as full, standalone games as easter eggs. The replay value is also on an entirely foreign level from games that didn't even have free roam.

Is all of that offset by a larger sales volume? I wouldn't think so -the audience for games hasn't scaled as dramatically as those factors have- but I find it irrelevant anyway: there isn't enough life to play all the great free, abandonware, or sub-$20 games, and if money is at all an object to you I have no clue why you'd do anything else unless you have a specific attachment to a given game.

t.A.T.u. - All the Things She Said 2002

"All the Things She Said" is a song by Russian music duo t.A.T.u. from their first English-language studio album, 200 km/h in the Wrong Lane (2002). The song was first released in the US as a DVD single on 13 August 2002, then was issued in various countries worldwide throughout late 2002 and early 2003 as the album's lead single. It was written by Sergio Galoyan, Trevor Horn, Martin Kierszenbaum, Valery Polienko and Elena Kiper, while production was by Horn. "All the Things She Said" is a translated and reworked version of their 2000 song "Ya Soshla s Uma" ("I've Lost My Mind"), included on their debut album 200 Po Vstrechnoy (2001). Although its original story was based on a dream Kiper had about kissing another woman while she was undergoing a dental surgery, manager Ivan Shapovalov evoked the theme of lesbianism in both this and the English-language version.

"All the Things She Said" reached number one in several countries around the world, including Australia, Austria, Ireland, New Zealand, Switzerland, and the UK. It also reached number 20 on the US Billboard Hot 100, the first Russian act to have a top 40 single and the highest placing for a Russian act to date. The music video caused considerable controversy in several nations because it depicted lesbian girls. Several organisations protested against the video and sought to ban it, while some music stations removed the scenes featuring the girls kissing. It was the first Russian music video on Youtube to receive a Vevo Certified Award for reaching 100 million views in June 2016.

"All the Things She Said" received a total of 85,6% yes votes!

And in case Trevor Horn does not sound familiar, other highlights from his producer work include Can't Fight The Moonlight, Seal's Kiss From A Rose, Frankie Goes To Hollywood's Relax... and Owner Of A Lonely Heart. Yes indeed. As in indeed, Yes. The biggest hit of one of the biggest and most revered prog rock bands in music history, was produced by the guy who made this song. And boy does his work not end there. He's kind of like the Hans Zimmer of the radio. Which makes it funny that Hans Zimmer appears in the video of his biggest hit. Which makes it double funny that his biggest hit is about video and radio.

Yes, the singer of The Buggles produced for t.A.T.u. - and Yes. And I hope the latter shocked you just as much. Because if it did, it means that you don't know -and thus, that I get to break it to you- that, when in 1980 Yes's lead and keyboardist left, the Buggles joined Yes.

The Buggles.

joined Yes.

No, but for real. Imagine you're a yankee Yes fan, Roundabout is your favorite song ever and you can even play seven seconds of it on the guitar and dammit you'll get to twelve soon. And you learn of the humongous news that their lead singer was replaced by this Trevor Horn guy, and their keyboardist by his bandmate. MTV is yet to launch, so you haven't heard their biggest hit yet, but such is your passion that you have to get acquainted with their repertoire - you just can't wait for a new Yes record to discover what they will be like. Through some unimaginable ordeal, you finally get your hands on a VHS of one of their videos, straight from British shores. You set aside a time of peace and quiet to fully take in the work of the new leads of the most eclectic collective of virtuosos in recent memory.

You load the tape and rush back to your chair.

The static turns to black.

See what I'm saying? It's like if Stevie Wonder was in a band with the Automatic Man guy.

...well...

...do you want to know something really crazy?

You ever think about the MOVE bombing and then think about the fact that so few US Americans even know that the MOVE bombing like. Happened.

"The United States is dedicated to moving bombs away from people who would use them for nefarious purposes! Google MOVE bombing to learn more!"

jesus christ 😐

this also doesn't come close to telling the whole story.

the Philadelphia police harassed the MOVE organization for over a decade. MOVE began with peaceful protests against conditions at long-term-care facilities and against the city Zoo's mistreatment of animals. in 1972, police classified the group’s use of profanity as riotous and designated them violent threats to public order. the actual reason was their radical abolitionist message.

the Philadelphia police department had a brutal, corrupt, and racist reputation long before MOVE entered the picture. despite that fact, MOVE’s claims of police brutality typically fell on deaf ears, even when they had undeniable proof of mistreatment. the bombing is only one part of the story both because it is the culmination of violence between MOVE and the police and also because it is part of the broader narrative of police brutality in Philadelphia that is still largely played out today.

in 1957, two Black men were beaten by three off duty and allegedly drunk police officers, putting one in the hospital for 19 days. the commissioner at the time testified that all officers were trained in "race relations," which involved things such as having officers brandish shotguns out the window of their patrol vehicles as a show of force in so called "shotgun squads." the three officers were not convicted of any crimes.

in 1960, shots indiscriminately fired by officer Robert Marinelli killed two innocent Black bystanders. Marinelli was charged, tried, and then found not guilty on all charges by an all-white jury.

in 1967, a guy named Frank Rizzo became the police chief. his nickname while working in West Philadelphia as a captain was "The Cisco Kid," which referenced the fictional cowboy who "killed for the love of it or any other reason that came to mind." he referred to "vermin" in Philadelphia as the source of the crime and decline.

shortly after he was appointed, he sicced 300 officers in riot gear on Black students and advisors protesting the Board of Education who were protesting the lack of Black studies and Black teachers. Rizzo ordered the officers to "get their Black asses." 57 protesters were arrested, dozens were beaten, and 15 were hospitalized. Frank Rizzo was elected Mayor of Philadelphia 3 years later and during his bid for re-election in 1975, he said that he would "make Attila the Hun look like a faggot" once he was reelected.

so yeah, not only is the MOVE bombing virtually unheard of by the average person in America (and it's not much better in academia, for that matter), but the story that is often told when people do hear about is that this all happened in a vacuum "due to the actions of a violent Black resistance group." in reality, it was the culmination of over 50 years of brutality against Black people and minorities in Philly.

At what point do you realize you're the bad guy and how is that point past voting someone over his promise to "make Attila The Hun look like a faggot"?

imma be honest, im real tired of movies being titled "the [noun]", i'm begging filmmakers to start coming up with more creative shit

Okay, but consider: a movie called The Noun.

if I were a bee I'd fetishize the idea of a beekeeper clipping my tiny wings so I can't escape (remembers you're not supposed to say shit like that) I mean yesterday I ate two yogurts normally

Two is not a normal amount of yogurts to eat in a day I feel. Guards, come kill this guy

YOU!!!

Sovie and I had a bet, and she won. So a few sketches with Donna :]

me whenever anybody says that they like me/that i’m their friend

i am so serious when i say dark and quiet are both human rights.

i don't mean like absolute silence. obviously in an ideal community, there would still be sound and noise from people and music and work etc. but it haunts me that when i camp in the forest i can hear the howl of semi trucks on the interstate miles away. and the people who live beside it never know quiet. it haunts me that many people will live their whole lives never seeing the stars in the sky that were fully visible with NO electric light pollution as recently as my great-grandparents' childhoods.

so much of our lives is bright bright unnecessary noise. neon mcdonalds signs 200 feet in the air so we can see it from the road. led lights over billboards. parking lots lit up like sports stadiums at closed office buildings. advertisements playing at gasoline pumps. streets lined with led porch lights and decorative garden lights that genuinely threaten entire species of wildlife. music blaring outside pharmacies to deter homeless people. everything always shining and wailing for no purpose but profit and cruelty.

obviously not everything can be turned off or made quiet and i wouldn't want it to be anyway and there is a lot of nuance and room for "but what about" here, but MANY things HAVE to change because none of us are supposed to live like this and we shouldn't have to!!!

Interesting take.

reblog to thank ur mutuals for providing enrichment to ur enclosure

i really think this tweet is onto something

#exact same opinion but in my experience plenty of the children are over the age of 24 as well

Yeah, the people desperately looking for ways to make people and things they don't like 'problematic' - that's just the very infantile idea that "if I dislike a thing it means it's bad so if you don't think it's bad you are saying that I am wrong so we need to fight about it"

An adaptation of Sherlock Holmes set in a world in which the fictional character/literary juggernaut Sherlock Holmes, and all the subsequent adaptations thereof, still exist.

Sherlock Holmes (pronounced Holl-mess, as he is constantly reminding people) just had the misfortune of having parents who really liked the books, and his attitude towards his fictional counterpart is pretty much the same as that of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.

Sherlock runs a Youtube Theory channel called Mysteries Unwrapped with Sherlock Holmes. He has received no less than seven cease and desist letters from the Conan Doyle estate, all of which he has so faded managed to rebuff by pointing out that that's literally his name.

(No he won't change his name. He's Sherlock Holmes the real live human person. Let Sherlock Holmes the non existent fictional character change his name.)

John is Sherlock's flatmate. Sherlock almost refused to live with him once he realised that it would mean staying with a medical student named John, and only gave in once John pointed out that: a) he's a biomedical student, which is completely different from an md, and b) his surname isn't Watson.

It's now been three years, which is long enough for them to have developed a genuine friendship, and for John to have a) started working towards his PhD in biotechnology, and b) for him to start dating somebody with the surname Watson.

Sherlock can feel the narrative closing in.

His Youtube channel is meant to be focused on lost media, fan theories and stuff like that, but he keeps accidentally stumbling upon and then solving genuine crimes.

His brother Mycroft may or may not have chosen that name after he transitions specifically to annoy him.

He doesn't even live in London, but somehow the only flat they could afford was on a street named fucking Baker Street.

Sherlock Holmes and the Unescapable Power of the Narrative.