Day: March 23, 2018

class-struggle-anarchism:

tumblr puts a relatively inoffensive post on your dashboard because it’s in a tag you follow, and it’s fine… but then the same post appears over and over and over, until you can’t be arsed seeing it again, and you go to click to close it – and tumbr puts some words like ‘ugh this post sucks’…and it’s like…no tumblr, it’s not the post, it’s you. you suck.

anonymoustypewriter:

sadoeuphemist:

writing-prompt-s:

You and 99 others awaken in a large room, all confused as to where you are, and how you got there. Soon people start to realize that everybody here is named Jonathan. Except for you.

Soon enough, the doors swung open and a robed man stepped out. The Jonathans all surrounded him, clamoring for answers.

“Calm down,” he said, raising his hands, and every Jonathan felt a sudden tranquility slip upon them. “I do suppose you deserve to know why you’re here. The lot of you, I regret to say, are changelings. Babes swapped into human cribs at birth. Sleeper agents for the goblin race.”

A murmur overtook the crowd. “Yes, yes,” the wizard said. “There are thousands of your kin, all across the world. But I had my spirit scour the land and bring every changeling named Jonathan to me. For you see,” he said, and reached into his robes, bringing out a medallion on a chain. “I’ve bound you all by your true name.” He grinned wickedly. “Hee-hee! Clever, isn’t it? The ritual’s costly, hardly worth a single goblin servant. But in one simple stroke I’ve bound ninety-nine of you! How common names are after all!”

“Um, excuse me,” said a voice from the back. “But I believe there’s been a mistake.”

The wizard glared. “Who – who was that? You – you’re all bound to my will! Who dares speak against me?” 

“Well, that’s just it,” said the man at the back. “I, um, I’m not a Jonathan. Mitchell’s my name.” He wrung his hands. “Not sure what I’m doing here.”

The wizard’s eyes narrowed, and he gestured in the air with one hand, trailing plumes of sulfur, and a horned figure, black as shadow, took shape and form. “Spirit! How’d you foul things up this time! What is this … Mitchell doing here?”

The spirit peered at Mitchell with glowing coal eyes. “Sorry,” it said eventually. “Made a mistake.”

“Made a -” The wizard’s face turned red. “This ain’t the first time you’ve screwed me over, you moron! I’ve had this whole spiel planned out, and now you’ve embarrassed me in front of my minions!”

“Um,” Mitchell said, “so if you don’t need me, I might as well go…”

“Oh, don’t be such a drama queen,” the spirit said huffily. “You had me running all over the land in a single night, snatching people out of their beds, I think I’m entitled to make a single mistake.”

“Ain’t like I asked for much!” the wizard said. “Just find every changeling named Jonathan, that’s all I wanted you to do. The most common name in the world, Jon! And you bring me back this-”

“He’s a changeling too!” the spirit said. “I got confused! And I don’t see what it matters anyway. You’ve got near a hundred of these goblin bastards, I don’t see what difference it makes, they’re all practically the same anyway…”

“Oh you don’t see why it matters?” the wizard said, his face very red. “I’ve got ninety-nine goblins, but a Mitch ain’t Jon!”

Everyone else go home this is the best use of that prompt

cloudinmy-head:

traveling-spartan:

If you ever tagged me to do one of those tag game thingies and I never did it:

1) Thank you, seriously. Those are fun and being included shows that my followers care enough to want to learn more about me.

2) Very sorry about that, it’s extremely likely that I said to myself “Cool! But I’m busy at the moment, I’ll have to do this later today or tomorrow” before proceeding to just straight-up forget, now it’s too far back in my notifications and/or your blog to find again.

3) I didn’t notice it at all and I am not ignoring it.

4) I wanted to do it later but forgot about it. My memory is not the best.

danny4xb:

useless-englandfacts:

dracofidus:

If anyone was wondering how Britain is doing transphobia wise… it’s BAD.

  • The government backed down from a promise that trans people could self-identify instead of having to spend hundreds of pounds to send a complex dossier to a panel of judges who’ve never met you, who decide what gender you “really” are.
  • A group of transphobic “feminists” are touring the country, holding meetings where they sit around and denigrate trans women in the name of “debate”
  • The same group were invited into the Palace of Wesminster (parliament) and held a meeting there, where transgender people were (illegally) banned, and, in the heart of our democracy, dead named, misgendered, and called trans women “parasites” and not only did no newspapers report it, nothing has been done to oppose or condemn it, despite complaints.
  • Trans people, and trans children, are being doxxed.
  • The ceo of the UK’s biggest charity that supports trans and gnc kids and their families has had to call in the police because of the amount of hate crimes and threats she has received.
  • Transphobic women are “self identifying” as trans to swim topless at men’s swimming sessions to protest laws that were passed 18 years ago, and which apparently are a threat to women.
  • Yes, their aim is to rescind any legal protections transgender people have.
  • The national press publish a transphobic article almost daily now.
  • Transphobes flooded a government consultation on trans rights, pretending to be all kinds of people in order to sabotage our rights.
  • It’s become almost impossible to source gel testosterone and nobody knows why (it took me visiting eight pharmacies in two cities to get just half my prescription)

It’s horrific.

Britain is a steaming trash fire and transphobia is rife.

Just in case anyone here is transphobic, or a terf, I’m trans so get your ugly self off my blog.

The meeting in the Palace of Westminster was organised with the help of David TC Davies MP. He is considered a great friend of lesbians by his “radfem” allies and yet has a consistently anti-LGBT voting record…

I hope people are not overly alarmed by the meeting in the Palace of Westminster. Yes, it’s bad that it has taken place, but to put it in context: marginal groups with a few MP friends will always try and get a meeting organised on the Parliamentary estate, so that they can claim the prestige of having done so. By itself, it means nothing at all for government policy.