baapi-makwa:

baapi-makwa:

Boozhoo (hello), my name is Ken, I am a disabled Ojibwe artist from northern Wisconsin. I am writing this post because I am having a hard time making ends meet and any donations I could possibly receive at this time would be greatly appreciated. Recent events have left my bank account depleted, my cupboards bare, I’m unable to cover utility bills, and I have several out of state medical appointments in the very near future.

I do have PayPal, that is really the best way to donate at this time, the email I use for that is: baapimakwa@gmail.com, or you can click here.

Got the updated utility bill for June (gas and electric) and there is no way I am going to be able to cover it at this time.

heavyweightheart:

when people talk about parents who feed and house their kids as doing “the bare minimum”, although I totally get their meaning, it’s inaccurate. providing only what’s needed for physical survival is actually neglect. the minimum a parent should be doing also includes what’s needed for emotional survival. that’s saying “I love you”, talking to your kid about the things they’re experiencing, making space for their emotions, facilitating the formation of a sense of self in your kid, etc. like maybe a parent isn’t perfect at those things, but they need to try. that’s the bare minimum

santorumsoakedpikachu:

rumpelstiltskinix:

hussyknee:

Sometimes Tumblr is a great way to find community, share knowledge and experiences and perspectives and see the world in radically new ways.

But most times Tumblr is just a bunch of sad (not in an insulting way. Just really sad and depressed) angry people who are so beaten down by the world that they can no longer see difference without threat, triggering each other, refusing to acknowledge each other’s humanity and basically whipping each other into an exhausting froth for no real reason. We’re not communities, we’re mobs with pitchforks aimed at each other.

When I joined Tumblr, it was the only place where my anger as a result of trauma and oppression was valid and powerful. Seeing the inequalities happening in the world, my minority status validated but forced into a self-examination of privilege changed me as a person and my worldview. But Tumblr culture also fails to acknowledge that anger is only good as a catalyst, that holding onto it for too long is dangerous and can warp you. Anger is exactly like fire; if it is not carefully doused and contained it will burn everything in its path including you.

I have grown more educated but but I have not grown wiser, I have not grown more patient and tolerant and I don’t know if I’ve become less of a toxic, overreactive bully. I think I’m still toxic, overreactive and bully-prone, only from a different political viewpoint. And yeah, a lot of that is trauma and mental illness, but I’ve never made that an excuse for anything and I can’t start now.

I can’t see people for ideology anymore, I dismiss and dehumanize entire swathes of people for their politics, I lose sight of the fact that people are more than their politics and every time I lose my shit at people and call them names on here, my behaviour is validated as warranted. I’m feeding a horribly toxic, purist morality culture that uses whataboutism and identity as weapons, I encourage isolation and insularity under the guise of self-care. I’m actually yelling into an echo chamber and expecting it to do anything for either my personal growth or anyone else’s, my politics are to me are what religion is to other people except without the emphasis on spiritual nourishment. It would actually be more beneficial to my agnostic atheist ass at this point to get religion.

I’m thirty, what the entire fuck am I doing.

It’s really easy to get sucked into that aspect of Tumblr. Even if I’m making an active effort not to get sucked into that aspect of Tumblr, there’s always someone going through the process of Tumblr Yelling Over Random Cause… and sometimes it’s me. It’s contagious.

Not sure if there’s any real solution aside from stopping when you notice yourself and trying to limit the shit that triggers that response from you. (I got an xKit app that blocks certain posts 5ever and I feel spikes of fury toward so many less people now. *.*)

For me, paying attention to what gets my hackles up has been helpful to know what to prune/limit. I also have the privilege of someone who listens to me rant and can say, “hey, maybe you should take a break from toxic gaming community #2554478/stupid forum arguments/trying to fit square pegs in round holes, which catches a lot of blind spots for me.

Yeah, Tumblr’s endless cycles of rage are addictive, and blocking things is a real lifesaver.

I’ve been meaning to post my Thoughts on Ideologies for Tumblr, and now is as good a time as any to do it:

  • All ideologies are flawed.
  • All ideologies are products of their time and place.
  • All ideologies have room for improvement.
  • All ideologies can be used for evil, no matter how good they seem. Some ideologies, like Nazism, are inherently evil; most are not, but they can still be used for evil.
  • If ideology is seen as more important than those whose lives it’s supposed to improve, then it will be used for evil.
  • If any ideology or any group is required to be seen as perfect and not questioned, evil will result. Never stop critically thinking.
  • Truth matters. If an ideology is founded on lies, it is poisoned from the get-go. Lying in the service of an ideology will not create a good outcome, and people who do this are not to be trusted.
  • In any identity group, you will find people who believe any ideology and its opposite and everything in between. Identity is not the same as ideology. Both of them are not the same as being a good person.
  • People who believe the same ideology as you are not necessarily going to be good friends to you, and they are not necessarily good people.
  • Trying to purify your thoughts is a fool’s errand, and if you’re prone to OCD, it’s a dangerous trap. It accomplishes nothing.
  • In the end, what matters is what you do, not what ideology you subscribe to. In the end, what matters is to be kind.

tramampoline:

evitron:

evitron:

best moments in gaming journalism

highlights:

  • “What’s with all the fucking gaijin in this area?” “Dude, don’t say that, use gaikokujin, it’s nicer.” “Oh, shit, right. What’s with all the fucking gaikokujin in this area?”
  • “The breaded pork cutlet bento box is like mega power. More than ramen. That’s accurate.”
  • all of them start dragging kiryu for his shitty cheap shirt for five minutes
  • “Shooting people sends a message.” “So does shooting anything.”
  • (after being told that massage parlors, mahjong, and hostess clubs were cut from the US version) “I feel sorry for the people who bought the American version. SEGA USA sucks.”

S: I don’t know any ex-yakuza running orphanages.
K: There was one a few years ago. A good guy.
M: You sure it wasn’t just a tax shelter?
K: Sure it was a tax shelter but he ran it like a legitimate thing. You know.