Are YOU Gonna Let THE GOVERNMENT Tell YOU What YOUR GENDER Is? That Doesn't Sound Like Life Liberty And

I want you to remember:

The fascists hate you too and they just will pretend otherwise until after they've killed the rest of us, before they turn on you.

I hate how often some (typically abled) people will go “well, if you can’t [get a specific support], then what?” when it comes to disabilities. As if it’s a “gotcha” moment. And then act like you’re exaggerating when you answer that question honestly.

Disabled people often die from a lack of support. A lot of disability aids are not a luxury, but a basic need in order to live.

“Well what happens if—” people die. People hurt themselves. People hurt others. Disabled people don’t magically become abled if our needs aren’t met.

If a bedbound quadriplegic is caught in a housefire, and there’s nobody there to save them, they’ll probably die. They won’t magically become able-bodied out of sheer will.

If a nonspeaking/nonverbal autistic is denied access to alternative methods of communication, they’ll suffer in silence. They won’t spontaneously become capable of speech.

Disabled people are disabled all the time. Our disabilities don’t go away just because they’re inconvenient, or if we’re in danger.

Not that anybody asked, but I think it's important to understand how shame and guilt actually work before you try to use it for good.

It's a necessary emotion. There are reasons we have it. It makes everything so. much. worse. when you use it wrong.

Shame and guilt are DE-motivators. They are meant to stop behavior, not promote it. You cannot, ever, in any meaningful way, guilt someone into doing good. You can only shame them into not doing bad.

Let's say you're a parent and your kid is having issues.

Swearing in class? Shame could work. You want them to stop it. Keep it in proportion*, and it might help. *(KEEP IT IN PROPORTION!!!)

Not doing their homework? NO! STOP! NO NOT DO THAT! EVER! EVER! EVER! You want them to start to do their homework. Shaming them will have to opposite effect! You have demotivated them! They will double down on NOT doing it. Not because they are being oppositional, but because that's what shame does!

You can't guilt people into building better habits, being more successful, or getting more involved. That requires encouragement. You need to motivate for that stuff!

If you want it in a simple phrase:

You can shame someone out of being a bad person, but you can't shame them into being a good person.

i looove the miku trend. nomadic horselord hungarian miku be upon you

Adobe is going to spy on your projects. This is insane.

reminder to trans, nonbinary, non-cis and intersex people in the usa: there are people that love you and care about you. things are going to be okay, please don’t do anything drastic. i know things are scary right now but your lives are all worth so so much. don’t let him win. i love you

#protect privacy #free Palestine #protests

REMEMBER TO BLOCK OUT FACES!

REMEMBER TO BLOCK OUT FACES!

REMEMBER TO BLOCK OUT FACES!

REMEMBER TO BLOCK OUT FACES!

REMEMBER TO BLOCK OUT FACES!

REMEMBER TO BLOCK OUT FACES!

If you photograph the protests

sitting through a meeting with jd couch on easter killed the fucking pope

You weren’t sure how it started — maybe he complained one too many times about looking “fuzzy” in his selfies, or maybe you were just bored and holding tweezers — but somehow, Dick Grayson ended up in a chair in the middle of the Batcave, letting you shape his eyebrows.

You stood between his legs, brows furrowed in focus, one hand gently holding his jaw to keep him still while the other went to work.

“Don’t move,” you warned him. “I swear to God if you flinch and I ruin your arch, I’m shaving them off completely.”

“Yes, ma’am,” he whispered dramatically, eyes fluttering closed — but then he puckered his lips into a stupid exaggerated kissy face.

You paused.

He opened one eye, grinning.

“Stop,” you muttered, biting back a smile.

Another kissy face. He leaned slightly forward like he was begging for a smooch.

“Dick.”

“Hmm?”

“You’re gonna get a tweezer in the eye.”

“I’m just saying,” he smirked, “you’re holding my face so tenderly. It’s giving ‘lover grooming his war-torn boyfriend’ vibes.”

You sighed, plucking another hair. “More like ‘tired nurse dealing with delusional patient.’”

“Ouch. But accurate.”

You stayed focused, trying not to laugh as he made another kissy face, this time with a wink. His hands were on your hips now, not trying to pull you closer, just resting there — warm, casual, intimate.

“Seriously, you’re going to mess me up,” you said, biting the inside of your cheek.

“You mess me up every day,” he whispered.

You pulled the next hair extra hard.

“OW—OKAY, I DESERVED THAT.”

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just remembered shows used to have 20-25 eps per season