Everybody needs to do their part to preserve culturally significant works for future generations. For some people, that means advocating for a more robust public domain. For others, it means micro-engraving every individual frame of every known episode of Seinfeld on a platinum stele and sealing it in a hidden underwater cave. It all depends on where your talents lie!
funny when europeans criticise african states for failing to create their own homogenous national identities, which would help their countries run more smoothly and become prosperous, but then those same europeans will turn around and condemn the repression, brutal civil wars and genocide as if that isn’t exactly how you create a homogenous national identity in the first place. not to mention that the european states they likely hold up as shining examples of good governance are the ones bankrolling all the violence in the first place
Harry Potter had a crush on Cho specifically because she was good at Quidditch, and could go toe to toe with him as a seeker. Harry Potter started developing feelings for Ginny after she joined the Quidditch Team, and their first kiss happen as a celebration of winning a important match for the house cup, and she will later become a freaking professional quidditch player.
Harry Potter is into jocks. Harry Potter is into jocks that, specifically, could kick his ass at his favorite sport.
I feel like this is an important thing to know about the guy.
i dont really… WANT… to leave tumblr. ive been here since 2011
no other platform has the right format for me to just randomly barf actual thoughts, joaks, and genuine creative content all in the same breath. i dont know how to compartmentalize
every other platform you gotta be a real person. Here you are you’re icon and username and whatever your hyperfixation is at the current moment
I’m really enjoying the fact that there is an article and people are trying to figure out how it happened in the first place lol
for reference, the nearest in n out to queens is in fort worth, texas. honestly if I found a perfectly-wrapped double double lying in the street more than a thousand miles from the nearest in n out location, I’d eat it. that’s a sign from a higher power. sucks without fries though
I saw a post going around that was like “Pride is NOT about having a big fun party. It commemorates a RIOT and it is SERIOUS,” and the particulars re: pride aren’t in my lane but, you know “a long time ago people we view ourselves in continuity with got involved in some kind of violent confrontation and while I’m hazy on the details they were probably justified, anyway let’s get wasted” is pretty standard holiday fare
Not to romanticize historical eras that would have objectively sucked for me or anything but “the minister’s eccentric spinster daughter, who spends her time in novels and watercolors and is frequently taken abed with Nerves and the Headache” just sounds better than “nerdy depressed millennial with anxiety and migraines who lives with their parents because they have trouble holding down a job or a relationship.”
The Excedrin I took earlier doesn’t seem to be doing much and I just really feel that if this was the 19th century someone would have given me some laudanum by now.
but yeah “Europeans lived peacefully in small communities following their traditional religion until their way of life was disrupted by brutish migrants who brought disease and strife and ultimately replaced them entirely and those migrants were YOU” isn’t the slam dunk gotcha to right-wing populism that some people seem to think it is.
[Left: Hugh Jackman as Wolverine in X-Men (2000). Right: Hugh Jackman as Wolverine in The Wolverine (2013)]
someone posted this as an example of increasingly stringent male beauty standards in media and… yup, that seems correct.
I hate that this is happening for the good and virtuous reasons but also because I want Left Jackman to wrap his arms around me and I wouldn’t voluntarily touch Right Jackman. He looks ill.
if a process cannot continue indefinitely it will stop.
Some Eastern European folksong on YouTube written by a cultural elite in like 1886 overlaid with a heavily edited photo of a woman in traditional costume made out of vynil fabric and Halloween costume material:
Pathetic men in the YouTube comments: ancient Slavic culture…. gorgeous European woman. This is the only truth. Slava [insert nation here]… one day white civilization will be free again!!
Chaotic good Balkan person in the YouTube comments: beautiful music hello from Serbia :) the world is all brothers.
Not enough fun is made of the part of Sublime’s “What I Got” where he says “ I can play the guitar like a mother-f’n riot” and then proceeds to not-too-impressively pluck out a dozen notes or so on that guitar.
this is just the natural way of things, a new space opens up, strange and creative things happen for a while, but eventually it falls into the attractor of drooling idiots getting milked by sociopaths
youzicha asked: (Inspired by that Zizek story:) What would you have posted if you did not have a strict "answer asks or post from queue, no exception" policy?
The groups of that we conceive under the general categories of (1) young male predominantly white extremely online NEETs, and (2) young (especially male) poor blacks are two of the most objectively powerless and despised (despised both in general snobbery and in recurrent moral panics) groups in our society, but also persistent cultural Urquellen that anticipate future linguistic and artistic trends that the rest of society will only later and often fumblingly adopt. However, we rarely think of these groups together. This reflects (1) our own racism (2) persistent use of race in these group’s identity constructions themselves and more fundamentally (3) the structural role of race in dividing the proletariat (including those elements either objectively or discurvely bearing the lumpen- prefix). In this essay I will
