jesters-armed:

applecranberry:

sassygaysatan:

sure, when my grandfather fought nazis and fascism he was “a hero” and “on the right side of history” but when i do it im “way too sensitive” and “no better than they are”

Actually, most of the German soldiers defending France after D-Day were not members of the Nazi Party. They were leftover crap soldiers.

Unless your grandfather was Russian, he probably didn’t actually fight a Nazi. Just German regulars.

Also, you must be pretty old, if your grandfather fought the Nazis, say around 65.

Nope, actually you can be as young as in your late 30’s… (my youngest aunt has only just turned 40, my great grandfather aka her grandfather fought the nazis). And the people who enlisted to go fight or (in my great grandfather’s cases) were European and part of the resistance all fought nazism even if they didn’t physically fight a specific nazi: they fought collaborators and allies of the nazis which is the same thing. If you’re trying to blame or shame people who are trying to stop history from repeating itself and basically have a function bing moral compass, you’re in the wrong.

It sounds like that one commenter may be thinking of WWI with the time frame there. Or maybe under the impression that everyone has all their kids very very young, who knows.

I’m in my early 40s, and both my grandfathers were WWII vets. (Neither in the Pacific.) My baby cousin is 25 now–which is toward the younger end for grandparents of that generation, but obviously possible.

cutekittensarefun:

Found this little bat statue and thought it looked a little familiar…

fairylene:

Felines love boxes

😺 😸 😹

digitalaviary:

Orange Sulphur Butterflies

I know, I know, these are not birds. But they do fly. And they are very cool. The contrast of the delicate insects gathered on the hard gravel creates both contrast and dissonance. So, I posted the photo.

Wow, sorry, Marian. I promise the praise is genuine, even if I’m terrible at remembering names (in life and in fiction, I assure you; it wasn’t for lack of emotional impact).

duaedesigns:

seananmcguire:

ruffboijuliaburnsides:

seananmcguire:

It’s okay! I got dumped once for calling my boyfriend “Dave” when his name was Tom.

listen, i’m fuckin bad with names, but how do you forget your BOYFRIEND’S name???

95% of my processor space is taken up by remembering details about fictional people, generation one My Little Ponies, and shortcuts through Disney Parks.

Names my husband (who I’ve been with for about a decade now) have called me include my sister, my father, and Thor. None of these are even close to my actual name.