Day: July 21, 2018

sapphicrevan:

Disability is a labor issue!

[Transcript of Twitter thread by nor @alljustletters:

being chronically ill with a full time job actually means having two full time jobs.

# Not Your Inspiration: i’m 25, multiply disabled with a 40hr job. this means sacrificing my social life, hobbies, interests. using the weekends to recuperate and sleep. being stressed and in pain and overwhelmed constantly. that’s not inspiring, that’s fucking sad.
i haven’t “overcome my disability” or am “succeeding despite my disability”, i’m continuously forcing myself to endure further damage to my health in a desperate attempt to survive under capitalism & be allowed to contribute to/partake in society.
i actually wanna work cause it gives me structure and purpose, and i enjoy my job. what i want is for my job to not require me to hurt myself day after day & to pay me a living wage regardless. it shouldn’t be either back-breaking work or poverty.
# cripple punk

End of thread]

Source: https://twitter.com/i/moments/1020402513420447745

Source: sapphicrevan

haedonists:

thenightling:

pawnshopsouls:

mamoru:

twitchytyrant:

mamoru:

mamoru:

mamoru:

hey what the fuck is this new monstrosity of an error message?????

conditions under which i encountered this message: i answered an ask on mobile, then reblogged it on mobile and added two images (from my phone gallery) to the body of the reblog. went back on desktop because i wanted to add it to my #pop tag, which is where popular posts go. link to post (screwed up on my desktop theme sorry)

UPDATE: I CAN NO LONGER EDIT EVEN TEXT POSTS THAT WERE MADE FROM THE APP WHILE ON DESKTOP??

A REGULAR TEXT POST IS NOW NOT ABLE TO BE EDITED ON DESKTOP IF YOU MAKE IT ON MOBILE? LINK TO THE TEXT POST THAT IS APPARENTLY TOO ADVANCED FOR TUMBLR’S DESKTOP CLIENT TO EDIT

ALSO AFTER RECEIVING THIS ERROR IT WOULD NOT LET ME SCROLL AWAY FROM THE POST UNTIL I REFRESHED

IS ANYONE ELSE EXPERIENCING THIS??? WHAT THE HECK

tested it and got the same problem. this is bullshit, how the hell does this even become an issue

alright so PSA apparently now if you make a post on the tumblr app you can only edit it from the tumblr app.

basically, stop using the tumblr app if you ever want to edit your posts, ever! do you like to edit things? update them? want to correct facts you posted at a later time? want to correct a typo without deleting the post? does typing on a tiny screen hurt, so you would rather edit on desktop later? add tags? delete tags? all of these and more are now not possible on desktop if you make the initial post on the tumblr app for who knows why.

this extremely sucks as someone who is not always able to sit in front of a computer for health reasons, as most of my posts are initially made on mobile and then edited later on desktop. cool thanks! great

@staff

I just learned the hard way that even if you ONLY use the Browser version of Tumblr- if you reblog / reply to a post created by the app, and then try to edit your reply you’ll get the same error message.

I live in a deadzone, no smartphone service.  I literally CANNOT use the app version to edit my reply / reblog.  Since so many people use the app this has essentially crippled me against editing my replies to literally anything.  I have to delete the reblog and write it over to make the slight edit.  This is ridiculous.  

@staff!  

My best guess? They’re doing this in order to get the people to use the app most of the time, instead of the desktop client. Why would they do that? Well, for one, the app contains ads that are much more difficult to block than those on desktop (you need at least a rooted phone and a specialized program like AdAway to be able to block in-app ads on Android, for example). Secondly, maintaining two codebases, one for the desktop site, one for the app, is likely something they want to do away with, particularly if they ever start implementing cost-cutting measures. Which, again, would mean them finding ways to shunt as much of the user-base to the app as possible, by making use of the desktop page more and more onerous.

Looking at the comments, it seems that someone else has made a similar point:

This is, yet again, another reason why groups such as fannish communities would be best served by finding alternative havens, preferably ones that respect desktop users and don’t knee-cap us just because ‘app development is where it’s now at.’

Source: mamoru

lord-kitschener:

“bodies associated with cis women are harshly stigmatized, made taboo, and policed as part of misogyny, often in violent ways or with the threat of violence” and “not all women have vaginas and not everyone with a vagina is a woman” and “trans peoples’ bodies are harshly stigmatized, made taboo, and policed as part of transphobia, often in violent ways or with the threat of violence” are not mutually exclusive facts and in fact all of these things are deeply interlinked, and should not be used as gotchas! against each other

With that ridiculous scar story, also reminded again of the time I got this huge infected mosquito bite right over one cheekbone when I was probably 3. I don’t remember that one, but from some others I do? It must have been pretty miserable. You move your face at all, that’s going to hurt. I was apparently also acting sick from the infection.

Anyway, my mother thought it looked bad enough that she took me to the pediatrician–who refused to lance the thing, because it might scar! Prescribed antibiotics and sent us home.

The thing ended up rupturing on its own a couple of days later, in a much less clean way that was probably more likely to leave a scar than if the dude had gone ahead and just lanced it then and there. (No obvious scarring at all, BTW. Not that anyone but him was very concerned about that.)

But yeah, if it had been AMAB, something tells me that the potential for a small scar probably would not have outweighed a little kid going around miserable with a big infected lump on their face. Some pretty amazing logic there, regardless.

sleepydumpling:

ealasaidh:

stumblinginstarlight:

upthewitchypunx:

tawghasa:

compromised-by-castiel:

inky-petrel:

cakeisnotpie:

psistriker:

3fluffies:

portraitoftheoddity:

starboydameron:

legaylity:

bioloyg:

bioloyg:

Hey if you’re ever embarrassed by any scars you have just remember that I have a three inch scar down the length of my forearm from where I scratched myself on a microwave while cleaning

Hey reblog this with your odd scar stories cause I think it’s cute and I wanna read em

I got a scar on my lip when I was 4 cause I slipped in the bathtub and my top teeth went through my bottom lip then when they were gluing my lip back together I jerked away now I got a scar.

Weird L shape on my arm from a waffle iron

Slice down my palm from when I was drunkenly showing off my knives, dropped one, and thought it would be a smart idea to catch it midair. By the blade. 

One of my worst scars was from trying and failing to catch a falling cat. (The cat was fine.)

Dent in my forehead from hitting my head on the pointed end of the metal banister in kindergarten when I bent over to pick up my hat.

square burn just aboveo my right elbow from hot glue. Don’t lift it above your head and try to glue shit to the ceiling. Gravity works.

Scar under my chin from when I was 5 or 6, I tripped over a doorframe at school, and somehow managed to pretzel myself and bring the buckle on my sandal up to my face and cut it bad enough that I needed 2 stitches.  I have never been that flexible before or since.

I have a scar in my palm from where I accidentally stabbed myself with a double pointed knitting needle
Haven’t used them since

Scar on the rood of my mouth from when I was playing the recorder in primary school music class and another 7 year old tried to silence me by slapping her hand over the end of the instrument.

A one inch scar in the center and a little above my right eyebrow from when a skinhead “accidently” elbowed me at a punk show. It was right after my sister grabbed the guy and told him to stop being a dick. My sister calls it my Harry Potter scar.

V-shaped scar on the inside of my left ring finger from a pair of kitchen shears – I was cutting the stems off some flowers I bought my Mom and showing off what I’d learned in my lame-ass “floral design” elective at school.

I have a horizontal line next to my nose from when I scooped up one of our cats too excitedly and scared her. One of her claws got caught in my face near my ear, but that didn’t scar. Only the nose-adjacent scratch from the other paw did. Wtf.

(my partner had to come disentangle her claw from my face. The cat and I were both too shocked to do anything.)

5cm long scar on the fleshy part of my forearm just below my right elbow.  Got it carrying books into class.  Yep, THAT big of a nerd.

Arms full of books met broken glass louvre.

Probably my most ridiculous self-inflicted scar: A wedge-shaped one where I almost took a fingertip off, trying to poke a hole in something with a scissors blade.

Most ridiculous one not directly caused by my own actions: I got hold of a screwdriver and was playing with it as a toddler. So, my biodad panicked and yanked it away from me, afraid I was going to hurt myself–and in the process it made a pretty good gash in one cheek. 0_o That scar has barely been visible for a long time, but there’s still a line there.

withatemperofqueens:

iamfinallybreakingfree:

My home will be a home with no loud anger, no explosive rage, no slamming doors or breaking glass, no name calling, shaming or blackmail. My home will be gentle, it will be warm. It will keep my loved ones safe. No fear, no hurt and no worries. I may come from a broken and twisted place but I will build something whole and safe. I’ll sing in the shower again, cook with a smile and dance in all the rooms. I will heal.

Amen. May all of us with toxic pasts break the cycle.

han-pan:

pokemonsunandmoonofficial:

thespectacularspider-girl:

mymodernmet:

Shironeko (“White Cat”), also known as Kagoneko (“Basket Cat”), is a Turkish Van cat who is known for his perpetually sleepy and happy expressions, his habit of curling up in small baskets, and his amazing ability to balance various objects on his head. The 12-year-old kitty lives in Japan with his human and other feline friends.

In that last picture his eyes pierce my soul.  I fear that if they opened any further, they’d drive all who see it to madness.

@avocadonot

Reblogging because Van cats deserve everything

Source: mymodernmet