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Why am I not surprised that the same dusty people who left bleach for a ship is back? Don't pretend like you cared about kubos health and the story hos

IchiRuki isn’t that great

For once can’t two main characters just be friends? Y'all think it has to be romance???

A story that may have relevance for others, or then again, maybe not:

When I was in college, about ten or so years ago, I was a history major. I wanted to learn to dance, so I joined a swing dance club on campus. To my surprise, this club had about twice as many men as women (in high school, the last time I’d tried dancing, the ratio had gone the other way–lots of girls, and boys only that you could drag by their ears).

But apparently, there had been some kind of word spread specifically to the STEM guys that dance was a way that they could meet girls.

So anyway. I joined the swing dance club, and met a few guys. And at one point, when socializing with the guys outside of dance class, one of them asked me what my research was on. (I had already established that I was an honors history student doing a thesis, just as he had established that he was an honors… I’m not sure if he was CS or Math, but it was one of those.)

So I gave him the thumbnail sketch of my research. Now, to be clear, an honors senior thesis, while nothing like what a graduate student would do, was still fairly in-depth. I had to translate primary sources from the original late-Classical Latin. (My professor said, basically, that while there were plenty of translations of my source material, that I’d only be able to comfortably trust them if I had at least made a stab at a translation of my own. And he was right.) And there was so much secondary material, often contradictory, that I had been carefully sorting through.

But I was able to sift it into a three-sentence summary of my senior thesis work, you know, as one does.

So I gave him that summary, and then asked–since he was also an undergraduate senior doing an honors thesis–what his research was on.

“Oh,” he said, “you wouldn’t understand it.”

Reader, I went home in a frothing rage. Because I had thought we were playing one game–a game of ‘let’s talk about what we’re passionate about!’– and he had been playing another game, which was, one-upsmanship. I had done my best to give a basically understandable brief of my research–and he had used that against me. As if my research, my painstaking translation, my digging through archives and ILLs of esoteric works, my reading of ten thousand articles in Speculum (yes, the pre-eminent medievalist journal in North America is called Speculum, I’m sorry, it’s hilarious/sad but also true), and then my effort to sum it up for him, was nothing. Because his research into some kind of algorithm or other was just too complex for my tiny brain to conceive of. Because I just couldn’t possibly understand his work.

Now, the important note here is that the person I went home to was my senior year roommate. She was a graduate student–normally undergrads and graduate students couldn’t be roommates, but we’d been friends for years, and the tenured faculty-in-residence used his powers for good and permitted us to be roommates that year. Anyway. My senior year roommate was basically… in retrospect I think possibly an avatar of Athena. She was six feet tall, blonde, attractive in a muscular athletic way, a rock climber and racquetball player, sweet but sharp, extremely socially awkward, exceptionally kind even when it cost her to be kind, and an incredibly brilliant computer science major who spent most of her time working on extremely complicated mathematical algorithms. (Yes, I was a little in love with her, why do you ask? But she was as straight as a length of rope, and is now happily married, and so am I, so it worked out.)

(Still, yes, she is my mental image of Athena, to this day.)

Anyway, I came home in a frothing rage to my roommate, the Athena avatar. And I said, “He made me feel like such an idiot, that I could sum up my research to him but his research was just too smart for stupid little me.”

And she shut her book, and smiled at me, with her dark eyes and her high cheekbones and her bright hair, and said, “If he can’t explain his research to you, then he’s not nearly as smart as he thinks he is.”

Now I hesitated, because I’d be in college long enough to have sort of bought into the ridiculous idea that if you couldn’t dazzle them with your brilliance, you should baffle them with your bullshit. But she said, “Look, I’ve been doing work on computer science algorithms that have significantly complicated mathematical underpinnings. What do I do?”

And I said, “Genetic algorithms–that is, self-optimizing algorithms–for prioritization, specifically for scheduling.”

“Right,” she said. “You couldn’t code them because you’re not a computer scientist or a mathematician. But you can understand what I do. If someone can’t explain it like that, it isn’t a problem with you as a person. It’s a problem with them. They either don’t understand it as well as they think they do–or they want to make you feel inferior. And neither is a positive thing.”

So. There.

If you are looking into something and have a question, and someone treats you like an idiot for not understanding right away… here is what I have to say: maybe it isn’t you who is the idiot.

It is funny that Hitlers last moments of life were pure misery and terror before he blew his own brains out, it is funny that Luis Carrero Blanco was blown up by a bomb so powerful it sent his car flying over a 3 story building, it is funny that Ronald Reagan got shot and that his wound led to health complications that plagued him for the rest of his vile life, it is funny that Margaret Thatcher lived in constant fear of assassination by the IRA, it is funny that Mussolini ended life looking like a prized ham in the deli section, and it is funny that Trump might die from covid.

I wish ansur deemed the emperor unworthy and directly addresses Wyll as the champion of Baldurs Gate. That would’ve been huge

This could have been Wyll and Ansur but Larian's playing.

Daily reminder that white lgbt people will always choose whiteness over their labels

On me and misgendering plaidos - she’s still being a racist and spreading rumors

SO i know i said I’d drop the plaidos situation–but I just looked and saw that plaidos is still saying that i am intentionally misgendering her and claiming that I still am–which i never did. she is also saying i am a terf because I’m still trying to hold her accountable for her racism.

When I first called plaidos out for her racism–i didn’t know her pronouns, so I used they/them pronouns for her. Not just her, but for her friends simply because when I get into an argument with someone and I do not know their pronouns upon meeting them I use they/them. Usually, when I am arguing with a racist–and we are going back in forth on a post, i use they/them if their pronouns aren’t sated in the post.

when i found out that her pronouns were she/her–I used she/her pronouns for her and apologized. And i admitted that even if I didn’t initially know her pronouns then I still should’ve checked her pronouns to make sure I was being respectful. I was in the wrong. Because at the time,  was getting tons of anons and addressing not just plaidos but her racist friends who were harassing me–I got very confused and would sometimes use they/them when i was addressing her and multiple people and realize I was wrong. I apologized and fixed that.

Since then, and even now– I only refer to her using she/her pronouns. However, she is still spreading rumors and making it seem like i am intentionally misgendering her EVEN NOW WHEN I AM NOT. 

Like i apologized for misgendering her and even apologize now and admit it was wrong. But it’s very telling that I am apologizing for that and she won’t even apologize for her racism.

I want to point out again, that this all started simply because I asked her not to be racist. And i found out that she’s accusing me again, of misgendering her NOW when I am not, and also saying that I am sending a hate campaign against her. 

LET ME AGAIN STATE–that the only reason I called out plaidos in the first place was because she was being antiblack and racist–plaidos notoriously speaks over black and brown people, and she equates us talking about racism in harry potter to us hating trans women–if you don’t believe me–please look at my pinned.  or just look at this link.

And this whole thing is problematic in itself

“idc waht your reasoning is” first of all–plaidos is literally a racist and antiblack–this is not be randomly sending a harassment campaign against a trans women, esp when there are other trans woc who are mad at her? This is quite LITERALLY me trying to hold her accountable for her racism. 

And for her to call a black person “woke” or mock a black person for being “woke” unironically is gross. A white person using woke in a way to mock a black person IS racist, no matter how you try and twist it. 

Also-the “sleeping in the same bed with terfs” what? Just because I told you not to be racist, you say im sleeping with tefs.

ANYWAY, this is just another example of how white lgbt+ people and white women will weaponize their identities to literally harass, smear and lie about people of color, especially black women. Let it be known that I agree with everything plaidos said about transmisogyny and speaking up against it, and even calling out transmisgoyny in TME people. I only asked her NOT to speak on racism or bring up racism in these discussions or downplay it, given she can never explain it–and she, a white woman decided to say I hated trans women and was a terf because of it. This is why queer poc literally can NEVER discuss racism in white lgbt+ communities or hold white lgbt+ people accountable because this shit happens. 

so if you can please reblog this to spread the word. 

Nice try bitch but at this moment, Tomco is definitely healthier

i have no self-control

yes exactly

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