Servant: Your highness, a party of adventurers has answered your call for help.

King: Excellent. What are they like?

Servant: One of them is a dragon-lady.

King: Interesting. Those are rare around these parts.

Servant: Another is a goblin paladin.

King: Not a role you usually see goblins in.

Servant: A third is a purple-skinned tiefling.

King: I didn't even know they come in that color.

Servant: The last one is a sapient gelatinous cube.

King: What. How did these four even meet?

Servant: They met in a tavern two hours ago, apparently.

Queen: My love, please return to bed.

King: *pacing* Why would a gelatinous cube come to a tavern? Can it even get drunk? How did it fit through the doors?

mr beast partnering with the lds church to help bring in younger people so they can marry off said younger people was not in my 2026 bingo

we've got a life to love living.

a lot of my autism masking is just making myself more palatable for other people and my therapist said "does spock make himself 'more palatable' for others?" and had me promise to keep unmasking like:

tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it

this is one of my favorite bits about tumblr

the users seem to actually prefer text posts to anything else, and treat it as a chore to play a video especially with sound

Can’t wait for, like, 2025 when we look back on the 2018/2019 era and say “hey, remember when we were all really freaking depressed? That was a crazy time! Glad we aren’t like that anymore”

Hey,

Don’t say anything

World Heritage Post

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It was a Tuesday in 1981 when the San Francisco police kicked in the door.

Inside the small apartment, they expected to find a hardened criminal. They expected a drug kingpin. They expected resistance.

Instead, they found a 57-year-old waitress in an apron.

The air in the apartment smelled sweet, thick with chocolate and something earthier. On the kitchen counter, cooling on wire racks, were 54 dozen brownies.

The police officers began bagging the evidence. They confiscated nearly 18 pounds of marijuana. They handcuffed the woman, whose name was Mary Jane Rathbun.

She didn't look scared. She didn't look guilty.

She looked at the officers, smoothed her apron, and reportedly said, "I thought you guys were coming."

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#i didnt reblog the first time #because i wanted to verify this #and now that i have? hell yeah brownie grandma

Can you please share how you verified, and give alternate sources, so we can maybe quiet the accusations of "A.I. slop" in the comments?

I'd be only too happy to do that. I was suspicious to start, too. It seemed a bit on the nose to have the weed brownie grandma named "Mary Jane," but also, that's a very common combination in a certain place and time, so I thought it was worth the extra effort.

What I did was find sources that made the claim (in this case, that a woman named Mary Jane was a medicinal marijuana activist in California, USA in the 1980s and 90s.) I checked the dates to get some certainty those sources aren't AI slop, then checked that the sources are generally reliable.

Then I followed useful details about the place and time, and other people involved, to explore it more fully.

The first thing I did was search for "Brownie Mary" and see if that turned anything up at all. It turned up a LOT of results. Predictably, some of them were recipes, but not all of them.

ALT

Next up, I checked sources and dates. Wikipedia can be dodgy for academic use, but their policy on LLM-generated input is very clear: they don't want slop. I started by reading that page and then went on to read others.

The Atlas Obscura article is from 2018. I found another one from SFWeekly from 2017.

Both of those are decent sources - Atlas Obscura gets a High factual reporting rate from MediaBiasFactCheck, and while MBFC doesn't have a rating for SFWeekly, the verbiage in that article is very close to what GastroObscura has. (Also to what the post itself has, right down to the choice of pull quote.)

Now, we can stop there and feel pretty confident that articles published before the wide availability of LLMs are not, in fact, LLM generated.

...or we can go deeper, and run this all the way back to source.

I spotted references to a Chicago Tribune imterview of Mary Jane Rathbun, published in 1993.

My search string of "Chicago Tribune 1993 Mary Jane Rathbun" hit it in the top 3 results. That article includes some fun new details: she wore a cannabis leaf shaped pendant to her trial!

She also objected to being portrayed as a cuddly grandma up against The Man, so I must retract my flippant tags, above.

The evidence now strongly points to Brownie Mary being a real woman who really went to court for giving AIDS patients weed brownies. But can we get closer? I've now seen several mentions of a 1980 attempt at convicting her too.

The articles have mentioned Sonoma County and a nonprofit called the Shanti Project, so let's hook onto that and see what we get.

Searching for "Mary Jane Rathbun Sonoma County 1980" gets me an article from a law firm; that mentions the prosecuting attorney by name, and points to a book: Lust for Justice: The Radical Life & Law of J. Tony Serra, by Paulette Frankl. It even has an excerpt!

We can run the book down too, just for fun (now we have a primary source.) My favorite used book site has a copy for $1. Amazon gives a view of the back cover, too:

...wow. I should see if my library has that!

The excerpt on the site has a mention of a candelight vigil held for her death in 1999. It took some hunting past things I'd already read and a bunch of shops giving written tributes, but I found a news report about that, too.

There's a lot of information out there, and it's worth digging into. Otherwise it's altogether too easy to think something real and worth knowing is just another bit of slop.

Thank you.

Signal boosting for the Truth.

As I said in the tags previous to this, A.I. is damaging to our culture not only for producing slop, but also for spreading mistrust of the truth.

i was alive and an aids activist starting in 1984, and i first heard about brownie mary in 1985.

i was sporadically involved in distributing mmj to people with aids in baltimore from 1985-1988. this was because i was a white-passing teenager and . unlikely to get arrested and . not likely to be tried as an adult anyway. (i was never so much as asked a nosy question.) my personal involvement was with patients from my work-study lab who were not currently hospitalized but had problems with aids wasting syndrome (a symptom of the disease, not just the medications). we all knew how to hook them up, but sometimes it was easiest if someone (me) just ran over a delivery on the bus.

brownie mary was a freaking hero and an inspiration to all of us who were tiny little cogs in the tremendous work of fighting aids. whatever you do for your health or anyone else's, never give up!!

Not a word of shit I am so fucking angry that vaping has entered public consciousness as a common and rote habit. Do you understand that when I, not even in my REAL ADULT numbers, was a teen, almost none of us smoked? Like. Maybe ten, fifteen kids in my whole ass school. When E-Cigarettes came out, we pretty much all figured it was dorky-looking and stupid, like the cancer version of riding a Segway. But no. No, they made the computer drugs fruit flavoured and yall lost your fucking minds. AND THEN THEY TOOK THE HANDLEBAR OFF THE SEGWAY AND CALLED IT A HOVERBOARD

Dealing with burnout is sooooooooooooooo easy all you need to do is operate at 40% indefinitely and be kind of mad at yourself the whole time.

Sometimes Darcy gets accused of not actually being in love with Elizabeth at the time of his first proposal, that he just proposed out of lust, and like yeah lust was definitely a part of it, but I believe him that he truly loved Elizabeth.

Marriage was a big deal. He'd never really be able to divorce her. This was gonna be it for life—and while Elizabeth for life might be wonderful, he's also getting the Bennets for life.

I don't know how much he knew about the Bennets' financial situation beyond the entail, but he had to have known there was a strong chance Mrs. Bennet would end up living with him after Mr. Bennet died. He could afford to set her up in her own house, but they'd still have to spend a lot of time together. And it wasn't just Mrs. Bennet—he'd be saddling himself with the lifelong care of potentially multiple of Elizabeth’s relatives, which is bad enough when you actually like the people, but these are people who he can't stand, and rightfully so! I'd despise living with any of them except Elizabeth and Jane, and maybe Kitty. He's not being a snob when he criticizes them—they legitimately suck. (Well, he is being a snob and dumbass by saying it out loud, but Elizabeth herself knows the criticism is justified.)

On top of all that, he knows marrying Elizabeth is gonna piss off his own family, and potentially jeopardize his friendship with his bestie Charles.

And you're telling me that Darcy was willing to take on all of that shit just for sex?? Sex is easy to get. Hell, even sex with a pretty, kind, smart wife would be easy for Darcy to get. Elizabeth is not his only good option.

I know people's genitals make them do all sorts of wildly stupid things, but I don't think even Darcy's penis is powerful enough (and I've read fanfic, I know how powerful Darcy's penis is) to make him propose to Elizabeth Bennet if he didn't truly love her.

Darcy gets way more shade than Elizabeth, even though she's the greedy gold digger in the story. Can we talk about how she only developed feelings for him AFTER SHE SAW PEMBERLEY. LIKE????

Oh no no no. No. She is not a gold digger. Pemberley is his character reference. The things she learns there tells her he's not your stereotypical rich dude: lazy, irresponsible, reckless, extravagent, etc. Before Pemberley, she already knew Darcy and Collins were rich and turned them both down. She didn't need to see Pemberley to know Darcy was the equivalent of a mega-millionaire, like, stupid stupid rich. She already knew this! But she does need to see Pemberley to know:

• He respects and takes excellent care of the people he's responsible for, including his sister, servants, and tenants, even though they're beneath him socially
• He respects his parents—he still displays the miniature of Mr. Wickham even though he hates him because his father loved Wickham and he honors and loves his father
• He can treat strangers like the Gardiners with respect and kindness
• He favors quiet, contemplative pursuits like trout fishing
• He appreciates nature and its beauty
• He practices sustainable land management—he has a coppice-wood, which is better for the ecosystem of his land, rather than cutting down big beautiful old trees to make way for pointless decoration, like John and Fanny Dashwood in S&S
• He doesn't flaunt his wealth—he has good taste rather than being gaudy, ostentatious, or stuffy, like his aunt Lady Catherine

Please read these articles by @bethanydelleman:

And this Tumblr thread about Darcy's sustainable land management

“It’s photoshopped” honestly in the age of AI that has a homey sort of nostalgia to it. Remember when people used to put effort into faking things?

I wonder how the clones feel about Jango. On the one hand, he's their father, but on the other, he clearly left them all while taking one kid to be his real son and then got himself killed fighting for the Separatists before they even got to war. I highly doubt it would be positive, but like most people who dislike their fathers, it would be complicated.

"Ah, feels like the warmth of a father."
"So it's freezing?"
"Nah, I just can't feel anything."
*clones start cackling*

"They say Cad Bane was stealing Jedi kids."
"Great. Dad's dead and we still have to deal with his exes."

"Hey guys, I was talking to my officer and it turns out they actually have a name for dads like ours."
"What?"
"Deadbeat."

"God Boba's annoying. 'You killed my father!' He killed all our father, you don't see us whining about it."

"You think he knew? About the chips, what we were supposed to be used for, everything?"
"Probably."
"If he did....I wish it had been one of us that killed him."
"I've wished that too."

internet politics and real-world politics have gotten so separated, and pretty soon all this internet weirdness is gonna come crashing into real life and politicians are gonna start throwing around words like “SJW” and “anime communist” and “dark enlightenment” and it’s just gonna be the most ridiculous fucking thing

date of origin: 13th of april, 2015.

happy 10 year anniversary!

This post.

This fucking post.

It is in some ways, the only piece of evidence I have that there was a time Before.

There is literally no circumstance where I support age verification to access a website. As I've said before I'm very much the "there's nuance here" person on almost everything but on this issue there's no nuance for me, it's awful and horrible in and of itself and it also sets an awful and horrible precedent

I'm fine with "click here to confirm you're an adult" because it keeps people from finding it by accident.

I do not give a shit if the people checking the box are actually adults, and oppose any effort to confirm that they are.