This Is The Funniest Tweet I’ve Ever Seen.

People still tend to lump JK Rowling in with the category of ~problematic artists~ and I need everyone to understand that is not the problem with her. She is not comparable to anyone who wrote a piece of fiction you hate, or someone who made rude comments in 2015 and has since learned better.

She is far more like Elon Musk. She is a radicalized person with an extreme amount of social and financial power, and for YEARS she has been using that power to try to influence her government into hurting vulnerable people, on purpose. And she has succeeded. THAT is the problem with her, and THAT is why spending money on her books is so dangerous, not because her books aged badly.

Critiquing her work is fine, of course (I personally was never a fan so I really don’t care) but you NEED to understand that fiction is not the main issue here. And I truly think acting like she’s the same as the rest of any giant list of ~problematic creators of the week~ waters down how dangerous she is.

"You're mine" thanks fuck me so hard I can't walk

LOL = Luigi… oh, Luigi

ROFL = Right on, fuckin’ Luigi!

LMAO = Luigi makes awesome omelettes

windows users love complaining about microsoft to me and when i suggest linux they're all like nooo installing it is too harddddd and when i offer helping them going through this process that is as easy as installing windows (while having none of the drawbacks) they're all like. but im scareddddd

of what? actually owning your computer???

Sometimes blurry means there's too many near front to figure out who is in control

Somtimes blurry means we don't feel like anyone at all

Sometimes blurry means we're someone, but they're new or unknown so we can't tell

Sometimes blurry means there's a mix of a few of us and it's easier to just say we're blurry

Sometimes blurry means we're so dissociated we can't process who we are at all

imagine you had to do some big presentation at work and when you showed up they'd painted a mural of you doing the presentation in the foyer complete with all your coworkers some of whom are dead or in svalbard and you did your presentation in an ominously lit room and then your manager did a comedy bit with an animatronic and also brought in a whole ass marching band. and the whole time you're worrying about your dead wife in the basement

Guys what the fuck

which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?