TERFs and Harry Potter fans diaf đź’– Damien, 32. Personal blog with a lot of music, animals, video games and artwork thrown in. I tag things upon request.
[ID: a digitally drawn two-panel comic. / Image 1: Text reads: “How I expected using a cane would feel:” Panel depicts a miserable person in tattered clothes, hunched over a cane and shaking as she walks. / Image 2: Text reads: “How it actually feels:” Panel depicts the same person, now standing tall and wearing flowing wizard robes and a long white beard. Her cane is at her side, glowing with magic, and she looks confident and powerful. /End ID]
Ooooh, can you do one for wheelchairs except it’s a throne? Because I definitely feel like I’m cruising around on a throne.
How I think a wheelchair will make me feel:
How my wheelchair actually makes me feel:
That’s it! That’s it exactly!
I haven’t gotten a wheelchair yet (blargh hoops) but I’ve rented and used scooters at places and
how you think it’d feel:
how it actually feels:
If I may add,
How I thought forearm crutches would make me feel:
How forearm crutches actually make me feel:
[ID2: A woman sitting in a wheelchair at an airport looking at something in her lap vs a video game character with purple hair leaning back casually while flying around in a throne-like one-person open craft.
ID3: An old man on a mobility scooter vs a person in racing gear and a helmet whizzing by on a four wheeler.
ID4: A person with forearm crutches staring off into the sunset vs an anime character standing on rock outcrop wielding two swords.]
I feel like an armoured behemoth with my braces on and its great
How I thought using a rollator walker would make me feel:
[ID: A stock image of an old person walking down the sidewalk using a rollator walker aided by a younger person.]
How it actually makes me feel:
[ID: A stock image of a large red truck outfitted with a snow plow attachment on the front barreling down a snowy road.]
I have had it with this likescolding. “Tumblr doesn’t have an algorithm so likes don’t actually do anything” motherfucker I am not clicking that heart to give some post better ~algorithmic visibility~ I am clicking that heart to help my internet friend microdose on serotonin as god fucking intended
I’m not going to let them make believe the pandemic was a time when we all came together. When I’m a shrill old lady I’m gonna be telling everybody in the nursing home about how like 20 of us came together for a little while until the ableds started to get bored and wander off and the nightmare just never ended.
They’re treating COVID like it’s the seasonal flu while also being permanently injured and killed by it like clockwork. It’s the wildest shit I ever seen.
The submersible’s disappearance has arguably been the biggest news story of the last 24 hours. That’s understandable in some ways. For one thing, it’s a mystery: No one knows where it is or what state its passengers are in. There is, moreover, a race against time, as the sub has enough oxygen to make it until early Thursday, according to the Coast Guard—if, that is, the passengers are even still alive. There is both the possibility of an improbably happy ending or of unspeakable tragedy—another element of a compelling news story. And then there’s everything about the janky sub and its rich passengers, who have risked their lives on what is essentially a novelty expedition. Without knowing their fate, it has the feeling of something out of a Ruben Ă–stlund film: These people are so wealthy they can take dangerous chances in a vessel the size of a Honda Odyssey, just for thrills.Â
Coverage of the missing submersible unintentionally illustrates something even more tragic, however. On June 14, what was likely the second-deadliest refugee and migrant shipwreck on record occurred when a boat carrying as many as 800 migrants sank off the Greek coast. Greek authorities had tracked the vessel and early signs suggest the country’s coast guard was slow to act despite numerous warning signs. This is a huge news story, one that hits at both Europe’s ongoing refugee crisis and the callousness with which many European nations treat migrants who are desperately trying to reach their shores. Yet it has received scant attention in the American media—and the missing submersible story has dwarfed what coverage there has been.Â
Jennifer’s husband was deployed shortly after they bought this house. She spent her time alone thrifting and decorating the interior (she didn’t paint the exterior until he was home, when she couldn’t decide on a color and he jokingly suggested rainbow). I wonder if she knows that it’s also on a shaming site. I was surprised, b/c I don’t feel that it deserves shame.
i’ve been thinking about this video nonstop since the first time i saw it
the jaunty walk perfectly in time with the music. the tip of the hat the unaware or uncaring bystanders. the shaky camera with random zooming. the fact that this is seemingly happening in a park. this is peak media i can’t get over it
but what i havent seen any posts about is how the titanic wreck is a gravesite and this tourism is disturbing the graves of over 1500 people.
sometimes its kinda hard to remember that those on the titanic were real people; it was over a century ago, the story has been romanticised in so many ways (like the movie), theres conspiracies theories galore that cloud everything with misinformation, but at the end of the day, those who died were real people.
their bodies are long gone and their lives long forgotten. all we have to remember them and honour them is the wreck itself. its all we have of them and it is their gravesite. its their tombstone.
caitlin doughty/ask a morticians video on the great lakes
discusses the topic well, and why we should leave these shipwrecks alone because again, they are the gravesites of all the souls who died aboard those ships. we rarely have bodies to recover so we really are left just with the wreck.
and what really upsets me about titanic tourism is how the majority of those who died that night were not the ultra-wealthy rich folks you might picture when you think of ocean liners.
the majority of those who died that night were regular folk; not to be cliche, but they were just like us. titanics wreck is not only a gravesite for over 1500 people, its also a majority working class gravesite.
and look at us now. look at what were doing. the ultra-wealthy can pay the equivalent of peanuts to them to disturb a mass gravesite of the exact kind of people they exploit today to hold onto all their wealth.
its easy to point and laugh at these dumb idiots in their playstation controller submarine, seemingly held together with super glue and duct tape, but its also important to remember that what they were doing was simply disturbing a gravesite for fun. though the company does research, these guys werent down there to conduct research, they were there so they could brag about it to their friends. its like “climbing mount everest” while your sherpa does all the work.
if you cant tell, i have a lot of feelings about this. shipwrecks and ocean liners are one of my special interests and im currently building a (beginner’s) model of the titanic, for fucks sake. but i would never go down to see that wreckbecause its a fucking gravesite and we should not be disturbing their final resting place.
My friend takes this one step further and refers completely accurately to his girlfriend Danielle as “My partner, Dan”
Also i hate to say it but for some people, boyfriend/girlfriend feels a bit juvenile, say, if youre over 30, or perhaps youve been with someone for a very long time and are committed life partners but not married for whatever reason. Maybe husband/wife feels a little watered down to you and you want to establish the equal nature of your relationship.
Partner is a wonderful word and it should be normalized.
We actively asked people to use “partner” because then using partner doesn’t out someone as queer, you absolute fucking cabbages.
It isn’t appropriation when people ask you to fucking do it.
literally JUST had a conversation at work about how asking for pronouns isn’t helpful unless you do it to everyone in the room