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theactualcluegirl:

And this is how we know that Ace counts in this grouping – because this experience of adult realization is exactly the same.

biggest-gaudiest-patronuses:

Figuring out you’re queer as an adult is like *looks back on childhood & recognizes the glaring rainbow warning flags*

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maltypass:

just-shower-thoughts:

All of these stories of CEOs cutting their salary to pay employees are supposed to be feel-good stories, but if cutting one salary is all it takes to pay all of them, there’s something wrong.

Damn just shower thoughts didn’t come to play today

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baronessvondengler:

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gaywitch-practisingabortion:

situationalstudent:

purplespacecats:

professorbutterscotch:

kiskolee:

THIS.

I have never thought about it in this context

that’s actually really, really creepy.

I… fuck.

Yeah, basically.

I once pointed this out to my mother and she just stared at me, in stunned silence for ages.

There will always be a girl who is less sober, less secure, with less friends walking in a darker part of town. I want her safe just as much as I want me safe.

THE BOLDED

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lalitrus:

Reminder that the aesthetics of green living aren’t the same as actually making good ethical decisions about the resources you have access to.

jenniferrpovey:

Also, durable plastic is not nearly as much of a problem as single use plastic.

Many people can’t afford a wood and bristle hair brush anyway…they’re like six times more expensive.

lets-close-the-loop:

Why do I have a plastic hairbrush?

My friend was visiting me the other day and as she sat in my living room she noticed my plastic hairbrush on the table.

“Why do you have a plastic hairbrush I thought you care about nature and you try to avoid plastic!”

Why? Because I can still use it. I have had this brush for cca 12 years. It is not broken. It’s fine. And I will have it for as long as it works and then buy a good alternative. We don’t throw away things that work perfectly fine just to prove to other people, that we care. We use the things we have FIRST!

There is no need for buying a stainless steel lunch box if you can still use an old plastic one. It’s fine.

USE WHAT YOU HAVE FIRST and when it no longer works like it should, dispose of it responsibly and then get a good alternative. You don’t have to prove anything to anyone.

Love

K.

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yamelcakes:

I need to plaster this on every surface of my house tbh

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findingfeather:

Only a mass profusion of histories that express approximately the same thing can be said to be strong evidence.

This this this this this this THIS.

All forms of information/knowledge preservation and transmission are fundamentally and potentially equal: what actually makes them more or less valuable, more or less reliable, more or less important is context and THE MORE YOU HAVE the more you can tentatively decide you knew what happened.

Some sources of oral history are as reliable as having been there yourself; some shouldn’t be trusted to tell you the colour of the sky. Same with written sources. Both work best when compared to artifacts and other data (like archaeological finds and even chemical testing of the insides of pots or DNA). All of them require interpretation. And sometimes EVEN BEING THERE YOURSELF doesn’t mean you knew all of what was going on.

You bring all your knowledge sources together and the more you have the better it is. And tbh any half decent historian knows that.

intersex-ionality:

The assumption that writers always write down the exact facts of what happened, right after it happened, but oral traditions make no effort to preseve facts when re-told, suggests a lack of familiarity with the necessarily untrustworthy nature of histories.

No history–oral or written–is confirmation of facts on its own. Only a mass profusion of histories that express approximately the same thing can be said to be strong evidence. The conclusion you’ve drawn, that oral histories are necessarily weaker than written ones, is not well evidenced by the actual fields of study into history and verification.

An oral history (as in, a singular one) is just as factually validating a source as a written history (also singular): not especially so. A single history may be the best record we have of something, but no single history, regardless of its medium, is actually very strong evidence of anything other than, “the person or people who created this account wanted their audience to think of it in this way at the time of its creation, regardless of factuality.”

Like most other attempts before it, this attempt at presenting oral histories as weaker than written histories, really ignores the constraints of the study. Which is that all individual histories are quite weak. Trying to present one or another medium as universally or even generally stronger is almost always rooted in cultural biases of the researcher, which happen to favour the medium presented as stronger. In this case, writing.

transgenderer:

People on here like to sing the praises of oral history but like…the only times that we learned oral history was right are because we figured it out with *actually useful* methods, because there’s no good way to distinguish accurate and inaccurate oral history, so it contains zero information, but because we can compare a bunch of different written sources, that didn’t cross pollute (because they were left alone after creation) we can use that to acquire real information, or at least high-probability inferences. Writing good

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star-anise:

Kindness is the beginning and the end of my religion and yet “why can’t we just be nice” and “why can’t we just treat people decently” sort of of get on my nerves, honestly. Most days I can take them in the spirit in which they’re meant, but…

It’s the “just”. Just be a good person. Just be kind. As if that isn’t actually a massive effort.

Kindness and niceness and compassion and consideration mean fighting with your basest instincts, with the anger and anxiety and fear that have kept us as a species alive for millions of years. It means being able to understand how other people see the world and how our actions affect that, which takes a massive cognitive effort. And not just people in general; we have to understand that different people will see different things as kindness. To be genuinely kind all the time, you have to mentally model the interior states of everyone you meet. That is an ENORMOUS expenditure of mental and emotional labour.

And then you have to perform kindness. Kindness is getting off the couch when someone comes in staggering under the weight of groceries. Kindness is not laughing when a child shows you something they’re proud of. Kindness is not lashing out at the person who just thoughtlessly hurt you. Kindness is not giving the curt answer.

Empathy takes work. Kindness takes energy. These aren’t just no-cost solutions.

And if we don’t talk about how kindness is difficult, we can’t talk about how to change circumstances so other people have more time and energy and freedom and space to be kinder too. We can’t talk about the systems that make people dehumanize each other, the poverty and scarcity that lead to helplessness and isolation and cruelty. We can’t fix things.

And if kindness is the beginning and end of your religion, well… that makes it kind of hard to do the thing you set out to do.

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animatedamerican:

Yes.

As with many disciplines, kindness may come more easily to some than to others. But it is nonetheless something you can learn, something you can teach, something you can work at.

Something you do, rather than something you are.

duckbunny:

kindness is a discipline, not a trait

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theactualcluegirl:

dancinbutterfly:

firebirdeternal:

crazy-pages:

xprmnt626:

quasi-normalcy:

blackjackgabbiani:

quasi-normalcy:

The fact that you can’t raise taxes on billionaires even slightly without them pouring money into fascist political movements is, of itself, evidence that billionaires as a class shouldn’t be allowed to exist in the first place.

You, ah, don’t think it’s unfair to judge people’s morals based on their finances?

I, ah, think that it’s perfectly fair to judge people’s morals based on the amount of money they pour into neo-nazi political movements, yeah actually.

I, ah, also think it’s 100% fair to judge someone’s morals based on their finances whether they support neo-nazis or not.
You can’t have that much money and be a good person. I’m sorry. I don’t care how many “”nice”” billionaires yall try to show me to prove me wrong.
Nobody in the history of mankind has worked hard enough to earn BILLIONS. Even if they become philanthropists, they almost solely become billionaires by profiting from the labor (underpayment, abuse, etc.) of others. How can you say “hm..they could be a morally good person..”
You also can’t be a billionaire in a country where people don’t have clean water or a world where people are starving and claim to be a good person.
There are a few people with enough wealth to end world hunger MULTIPLE TIMES OVER, yet here we are.
There is no such thing as a good billionaire as far as I’m concerned.
Nobody is deserving of that much money.
Nobody has earned that much money.
Nobody can sit on that much money and claim to be a good person.

I have spoken with Nobel prize winning physicists. I have spoken with their colleagues. I have worked with people who have led teams to make discoveries that twist my mind into knots. I have worked with scientists whose concept of hard work and dedication would beggar the belief of a robot. I’ve gone to talks led by scientists who head forty-people teams, synchronizing the efforts of others so efficiently I could scarcely believe it.

These are people whose life works exist entirely in conceptual space, where the limits of what they can achieve are only their And they are impressive, don’t get me wrong, but few of them would I value more than a team of decent scientists. The amount of skill, intelligence, and diligence required to outwork even half a dozen of your fellows is pushing the limits of human ability.

Even Albert Einstein, famed example of the brilliant lone scientist, was not that special. I’ve read his papers in detail, and those of his contemporaries (took a class on it actually). Without him the discovery of general relativity would have been delayed two or three years at most, the mathematical and conceptual groundwork that enabled his brilliance was laid down by others and being investigated by others as well. And I’d pit a decent team against Einstein any day of the week, an individual can only do so much.

For the amount of money Jeff Bezos earns working for a day, $215,000,000 (x), I could hire a thousand such hardworking geniuses for a year. Maybe ‘only’ a hundred if they were from an exceptionally competitive and valuable field.

For the money Jeff Bezos earns in a year, I could hire a village. I could create a project with so many educated minds it would be larger than the Manhattan Project. About a dozen times over.

No one is that irreplaceable. No one has a percent of that worth. If someone is a billionaire, they are earning beyond their contribution to society, at the expense of other’s well-being.

So yeah, fuck billionaires.

Holding onto quantities of money that it would be impossible to spend in a normal human lifetime when people die every day is also evil.

Like Imagine having 10,000 cheeseburgers in a room, you literally cannot eat them all. You *can’t*. You eat them for every meal and they’ll all go bad before you make even the tiniest dent in their absurd mass. And into the room walks 1000 starving people. *Literally* starving, actively dying of hunger starving, and you don’t give them some cheeseburgers.

Look. I have wealthy family and for a brief period of my life? My nuclear family was securely upper middle class (a parent who made 6 figures a year) although that is well and truly over now.

You can have money and not be evil. You can make a few million in your life through legitimate hard work on your own part and save it and not use it all and have it make sense, numerically.

But when you hit the Bs? Nah. No. Sorry. If you are staying a billionaire and not giving and being taxed enough to drop back down into multi-millionaire status?

You’re no longer a person.

You are Smaug the Terrible wearing a flesh suit and I’m not surprised you are involved in global warming because what do western dragons do but hoard and burn?

J. P. Morgan – the most unbleievably wealthy man of his era, the dude who personally inspired most of the anti-trust laws of the early mid-century in the US – J-fucking-P-fucking-Morgan himself, if his wealth were translated to modern scale?
Would not be a Billionaire.
Just fucking sit with that for a minute or two.

It’s posts like this that make me want to burn them all.

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gahdamnpunk:

If there’s a minimum wage, why isn’t there a maximum wage?

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sunkin-photons:

scorpionbutch:

pull-the-tooth:

Despite what liberals say, an ‘x’ marker on government identification is not a step forward for trans and nonbinary inclusion, it is a creation of a masterlist of trans and/or nonbinary people, it is just another chance to be mistreated and catalogued by a government that does not want us to exist. A true ‘step forward’ for trans and nonbinary inclusion would be the removal of gender markers from all government documentation.

People in the notes saying that there needs to be a gender marker on your ID in case of medical emergencies are 100% wrong. EMTs, Paramedics, and ER doctors do not rely on gender markers on IDs at all. Many patients don’t even have their ID with them when they have a medical emergency.

NEVER in all my time as an EMT did I encounter a situation where I needed to riffle through someone’s wallet and find out whether their ID said “M” “F” (or “X”) before I could treat them. If a patient was unconscious I usually got their name and medical history from whoever called 911, and left any remaining information blank. Regardless, the priority would be getting them to the hospital, at which point the hospital staff could usually access their medical records and fill in the rest of that information. Having a gender marker on your ID really isn’t going to change the care you get.

But you know who DOES look at ID? Cops. Cops who are already scrutinizing trans and gender non-conforming people, and who are already going out of their way to harass and brutalize us. Having a gender marker on IDs gives cops another means to question our gender, and cops actively use gender markers on IDs to harm trans/nb people, especially when the marker on their ID does not match their appearance or presentation. Adding an X marker will not fix that, it might even draw more scrutiny in some situations. Removing the gender marker would remove that added danger, and decrease the ability of the cops to harass our community.

allthecanadianpolitics

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still-godless-david:

meetnategreen:

Imperialism

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cipheramnesia:

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toe-sucking-october:

Peak capitalism is needing a law to make companies not deliberately worsen their own products for profit.

This is so fucking wild

I feel this but like, also, no– the only reason why we have standards in any industry at all is regulation of some form– whether it’s enforced by a state, or a trade or a union or a council body, etc.. Are there people out there who really believe that in The Beginning there were pure washing machines, industrial devices, and perfect food safety and since then corners have been cut allowing capitalism into the world to corrupt what is good? no babey it’s capitalism all the way down, every OSHA regulation is probably written in blood, and the only reason why certain antique devices were built to last in prior decades was that proprietary certified repair was a cheaper way to exploit your customer than planned obsolescence at the time.

It’s not “peak capitalism” to “need a law to stop companies from deliberately worsening their own products.” Nothing is stopping them from doing that in any form of capitalism except a law, trade or union regulation, or other form of organized mandate. And even if we get rid of capitalism we will still need ways to be assured that every relevant party agrees what “clean water”, “labor safety”, “consumer protection” and other concepts mean because exploitativeness, thoughtlessness, a willingness to cut corners, and other issues will long outlive capitalism.

This reflects something else which drives me up a wall about “de-regulation.” Proponents act like regulations just appeared out of nowhere and we’re simply removing these unreasonable impediments to resources and freedom to all. Like, no, the regulations were put in places for good reason, and all they’re impeding is businesses that want to eat every last living creature on earth alive.

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dumbbitchasaurus:

fierce-katzchen:

They tried it

Don’t think that my boy Andy doesn’t know that neither

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depizan:

Woah. Timothy Zahn, are you me?

I often hear the argument that having major characters die is more realistic than having them always come through unscathed. Of course it is. But I personally don’t want my fiction to necessarily be “realistic” – I want my fiction to be entertaining. For me, that means watching engaging characters I care about get into and out of dangerous predicaments, working and thinking together in order to defeat the bad guys. While some authors (and readers) like the tension of wondering who will live and who will die, I prefer the tension of seeing how the heroes are going to think or work their ways out of each difficult or impossible situation they find themselves in. If I want realism and the deaths of people I care about, I can turn on the news.

–Timothy Zahn, interviewed by TheForce.Net, 2008

Tim Zahn just summed up my entire issue with adult movies and fiction

I do not want to get invested in a character just to have them die or be violated or whatever, I don’t care that it’s dramatic. It’s not fun, it just leaves me angry and frustrated that I wasted my time on this media.

This. This. A thousand times this.

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guiltyhipster:

Fanfiction is becoming people’s primary form of entertainment right now because most media right now is so cheap, bland, recycled, and sponsored by people who love money more than the source material. Fanfiction is written for free by people who genuinely love what they’re writing about. That’s why it’s better. That’s why it’s more satisfying. Fanfiction is a home-cooked meal made for yourself and for your friends. Media today is junky fast food spoiled by too much grease and the knowledge that the people producing it are being criminally mistreated and underpaid.

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harriet-spy:

seperis:

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taraljc:

fangirlunderground:

roxolotl:

Look i dont wanna sound like a Fandom Mom or whatever but what do you think women over 25 or so are supposed to do? Do u really think theyre supposed to drop all their interests and just talk about taxes and marriage or whatever? It seems like 25+ year old fanboys do not receive this kind of “ooh cringe” reaction either. There are guys in their 40s with comic book collections and shit and people might think theyre a nerd at worst, not a freak who shouldnt be trusted

Thank you. Because, here’s the thing, I literally tried that. And this sounds really dramatic but it kind of ruined my life for a long time.

Once I got out of grad-school and started working, at exactly age 25, I figured it was time to get serious because I was “too old for this stuff” and frankly I was afraid of being judged.

I sold all my comics, I stopped reading fanfiction, I stopped playing video games. All of it. It’s not that I never, ever watched anything “geeky” or spent a weekend binge-reading a kink-meme, but when I did, it was rare and I’d feel guilty about it like it was time wasted. I’d keep it all to myself, you know? And without any kind of inspiration, I eventually stopped drawing. After all, I didn’t need it for my “serious job,” so why bother? Unfortunately, my former skill is so atrophied now it’s nearly lost, but worse than that, it’s stressful now instead of the thing I loved to do for most of my life.

What was I doing instead? Well, I’d work my miserable, toxic job, come home and worry about how far behind everyone else I was, and how weird I was compared to all my colleagues. I’d go out with people and do the things they liked doing, but I only pretended to. But I’m not great at that and pretending to be someone else ate me alive. Unsurprisingly, by 31, my anxiety and depression was not in a great place, and I fuckin’ snapped. Not just because of this stuff, of course, but it honestly contributed. I quit my job and left town.

Suddenly I was completely alone, no job, no friends, and no reason to pretend to be someone else. So, I started doing all the things I’d given up. I read all the fanfiction I wanted, I bought a Playstation and an SNES and played them for hours. I bought back every comic book I loved, watched every Marvel movie I missed, and caught up on my favorite characters. I started traveling around just going to cons for the first time (NYCC, GeekGirlCon, DragonCon, etc). In fact, at

geekgirlcon and DragonCon especially, I saw groups of women who were 60+, just fucking enjoying things, and it made me feel so much better about my future. I’m not even joking, I literally cry every time I think about it, because I never realized how scared I was about aging in a world that thinks I’m already a decade too old for the things I love. Suddenly, that wasn’t so scary.

And then I just stopped pretending that I wasn’t into this stuff. I mean all of it, even the stuff no one understand, even the stuff people openly make fun of, even smutty fanfiction.

And look, I’m not saying this cured my depression, or that everything is perfect. For one, I picked a city that’s awful for geeks and I’m trying to figure out where to move and how. For another, I lost six years of making like-minded friends, and it’s hard to find them now because we’re all so worried about being judged and online – the space that was always a refuge for me as a loner weirdo growing up – is now apparently a Children of the Corn. But I’m happier here, actually fucking liking things, than being the unobjectionable robot woman I’m apparently supposed to be.

I don’t expect anyone to actually be interested in this, or have gotten this far, but because I’m having feelings about turning 36 on Monday, I just want to tell anyone who is about to turn 25 that you should just tell people to go fuck themselves. It’s your life. You’re going to offend people no matter what you do, at least choose the direction that makes you happiest, because those people certainly aren’t going to pay for your fucking therapist bills, are they? 🦖

This is gonna sound weird to you guys, but when I first started writing fanfic and sending stories to fanzines to be published back in 1991, in my first fandom all of the fans and writers and editors and readers I met were shocked that I was 17 because they were all in their 30s, 40s, and 50s. I was the outlier. I was an aberration.

Wanna know when young people started discovering fandom en masse? In the mid 1990s, when AOL got their internet gateway.

All the folks who ran fannish mailing lists and conventions and published ‘zines and posted fanfic online were over 18, because email and IRC and Usenet and FTP sites and listservs were primarily used by adults because they were almost exclusively college students, government employees, and academics. And the users of gated communities like BBS, GEnie, Compuserv, and AOL all skewed older. Only Prodigy was actually aimed at kids, because prior to the mid-to-late 1990s, children weren’t getting online until they went to university.

And what kids found was the fandom that adults had built online, after being a part of it offline for decades.

Even when FFN was launched, the people who initially posted there were the same people who had been posting fanfic to the internet for a decade: THE GROWN-UPS.

So the idea that we’re meant to put away childish things is hilarious, cos for most of our lives, fandom was not a part of our childhoods. It was a part of our everyday adult lives.

Look, anyone who tells me I should drop fandom because I’m over 25 is going to get laughed out of the room, because you know what age I was when I first discovered organised fandom existed?

I was 26.

I started writing fanfic (or at least, I started writing stories that I labelled as fanfic, rather than just “stories”) at about age 30. I’m in my late forties now, and I have no interest in dropping fandom. I especially have no interest in dropping fandom because some brat who wasn’t even born when I started putting my fanfic online wants to try and sell me their internalised misogyny.

I was twenty-three when I found fandom; in all the important ways, it decided the course of my life.

I didn’t even know I liked tech; for my first fic, I needed a webpage, it was ugly, so I opened it to look at the code, saw my first html, and fell in love. Now I’m an analyst who tests programs for statewide and even national use.

I didn’t know I liked people; I thought something was wrong with me, that I seemed to always say the wrong thing, that I seemed to think wrong. Instead, it just turns out how I think is just fine; there are so many people like me and I still meet them to this day.

I didn’t know I could make and maintain friendships, short or long term; as it turns out, not a huge problem. I make and maintain friendships of almost two decades and still made new friends as of this year.

When my son came out to me as gay, I was ready for the question he wouldn’t ask that I had to answer right then; I love you. Of course it’s okay. And why the fuck are you awake and messaging me at three in the goddamn morning? YOU HAVE SCHOOL TOMORROW. Without all the friends who told me what they needed that day for themselves, I’m not sure I would have known that was something he needed to hear. Without my friends, I wouldn’t have known to even expect–much less how to answer–a thousand questions (at least) he had, and where to have him look for more.

(Also didn’t hurt fandom was the one place I could be sure was all the happy ending gay love stories any gay child would need to read and knew exactly where to send him. Fuck knows the pro version still isn’t exactly thick on the ground though it’s getting better.)

When I first started, I was mentored by an older woman in her forties-fifties, and on her webpage she had a log of all this shit she’d done just in the last year; traveled to hang out with fan friends, all the fic she wrote that year, all these people she met, this wonderful life. She posted to all these sites, and she posted to mailing lists her opinion and argued without fear or self-consciousness.

All I could think is I want to be her.

At twenty-three, I couldn’t imagine it would be possible for me. I’m forty three, and as it turns out, I underestimated myself; it’s even better.

Something you activist kiddies should keep in mind with all the “lol a thirty-year-old in fandom doesn’t she have dishes to do” nonsense is that it’s not only generally misogynist (not sure why you struggle with that one, it’s 101-level, but okay), but it is specifically designed to thwart women’s power by separating you from potential networks.

You think men just somehow magically get powerful as they pass into adulthood? No. They are mentored by, they get given chances to move up from, they learn from older men in their social networks, including in predominantly male “fannish” space. Power, knowledge, opportunities move through those networks–and don’t kid yourself, they are primarily masculine networks. By narrowing your networks to women within one or two years of your age, the “lol thirty-year-olds” rhetoric cuts you off from resources you might use to get stronger. That’s a feature, not a bug.

Just the other day, I was in a room full of older fans that included a Nebula-winning author, an agent for a (different) Hugo-winning author, two tenured professors in radically different fields, and a member of the Foreign Service.  You’ll make your own friends in fandom (I did; one of my closest is 15 years older than me, and, my, did I learn from her), but these are the kind of resources available to you there. Misogyny wants you to despise and avoid older women because it wants you weak. Is this really something you want to play along with?

#reblogging for

harriet_spy’s excellent commentary#its NOT AN ACCIDENT#that we disown our mothers and foremothers#it’s how they keep us weak#its how they destroy our networks#fandom is the best old girls network in the world

And, by the way, thinking that a woman over 30 is “too old” to have fun is a misogynistic notion in itself. Our culture already fetishizes female youth to the extreme and does a very good job to convince us that our life is basically over by the time we are 29, why would you want to contribuite to that? It isn’t just that you’re never too old for fandom, it’s that most of the time all these “old women” aren’t old at all.

I am here for the old girls’ network

The old girls’ network saved Star Trek.

The old girls’ network started the first media conventions.

The old girls’ network redefined fanfiction to be stories about characters (as opposed to stories about fans themselves, which was what Fan Fiction was prior to Devra Langsam and Spockanalia.)

The old girls’ network was fandom before FANDOM was a word.

I’m 31, and I’m too powerful for any of these kids to stop.

Y'all these are like 15-17 year olds ur dunking on u realize that right? For one, if a literal child is uncomfortable with a 31 year old in their space that is 100% valid. And for another, they ARE kids. They don’t have this life experience you have. They WILL learn. But you can’t expect them to not know everything that you know now at 31. They will learn when they get to where you are, but they are just kids.

You are the adult. Act like one. Educate, don’t be an asshole to literal kids.

That’s the thing, though.

This isn’t their space. This is our space. WE BUILT IT. A lot of young 15 and 17 year olds like to come into our space that we built for our own selves, and then said “Hey we don’t like you here.” IN OUR HOUSE.

See, if I post smut, I’m posting it for me and other adults. If a kid wanders in, when I have clearly marked it as for adults, that’s on them for not heeding content warnings.

“Educate them” okay, here’s a thread discussing the history of fandom as a space created predominantly by and for women over twenty five. Very educational thread, this.

Someone bring back the video of the women who made people size dancing Spirk dicks for a con in like the 80s

The Premise gave us modern fandom and don’t you fucking forget it.

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girl-torture:

russianconcussion:

I really like what this physicist, Lamar Glover, has to say in Behind the Curve.

+ this part from Spiros Michalakis:

Incredibly good take which is really rare for these topics