Where's My Jewish Phrase For When You People Are Being Irrevocably Horny?

being bilingual is awesome. just being able to communicate in another language in itself is so cool but one aspect we don't talk about just as much is the access to information. like, right at your fingertips. just looking stuff on google and realizing wait. I could look up the same thing but in english and I'll get different results?? absolutely changed my life. I actually realized that embarrassingly late in my studies but now it's practically become a habit of mine.

looking up that wikipedia page and it's not very detailed? switch the language. looking up an event/phenomenon/whatever for a paper but you can't seem to find much on it? switch the language. world news that haven't be covered in your country? swith the language.

learning a second language has like. expanded my world view and my range of possibilities so much it's incredible. of course not every language has as much documentation available online, and english is very much at an advantage in that field, but there is a community for every culture out there. and realizing you can actually be a small part of it because you speak the language is a feeling like no other.

I wish I knew other languages so I could learn things the english and french speaking worlds are not knowledgeable about. I wish I knew every language, but alas, we only have so much time....

nothing better than the wrong capitalization of Sie

what if every Tumblr user suddenly looses their mouse?

@necroticblue I kept thinking about what you said and how it relates to manhood and God

(detail from ‘Return of the Prodigal Son’ c. 1619 by Guercino)

thanks for the spamn bro, love ur account btw /lh

You're welcome and TYSM! 🖤🖤🖤

“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”

— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)

Yo, correct me if I am wrong please, but didn't Hitler rise to power because he promised to fix the German economy and people really liked that so they looked past everything else he was doing??? Like exactly what's happening in America right now???

So many people said they voted for Trump, put a truly evil person in power, because he said he'd fix the economy, and a little voice in my head is going, "Isn't that what happened with fucking Hitler??"

But I've seen no one point that out so maybe I'm miss remembering???????

“To think of the Midwest as a whole as anything other than beautiful is to ignore the extraordinary power of the land. The lushness of the grass and trees in August, the roll of the hills (far less of the Midwest is flat than outsiders seem to imagine), the rich smell of soil, the evening sunlight over a field of wheat, or the crickets chirping at dusk on a residential street: All of it, it has always made me feel at peace. There is room to breathe, there is a realness of place. The seasons are extreme, but they pass and return, pass and return, and the world seems far steadier than it does from the vantage point of a coastal city. Certainly picturesque towns can be found in New England or California or the Pacific Northwest, but I can't shake the sense that they're too picturesque. On the East Coast, especially, these places seem to me aggressively quaint, unbecomingly smug, and even xenophobic, downright paranoid in their wariness of those who might somehow infringe upon the local charm. I suspect this wariness is tied to the high cost of real estate, the fear that there might not be enough space or money and what there is of both must be clung to and defended. The West Coast, I think, has a similar self-regard...and a beauty that I can't help seeing as show-offy. But the Midwest: It is quietly lovely, not preening with the need to have its attributes remarked on. It is the place I am calmest and most myself.”

Curtis Sittenfeld, American Wife

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Finally, someone gets it.