*gathers all of the people in the world who write the number 7 with a little dash in the center of it so I can study them like little critters and find out what makes them do that*
There’s actually a lot of history regarding the development writing systems and why there are different visual representations of numerals,
but the short answer is: it’s regional, and you probably picked up how to make your numbers look based on your parents or your primary school teachers
I do it out of spite because in grade school a kids detective story identified the culprit by saying NO American wrote their sevens with a line and I thought that was super flimsy evidence and it made me so mad I started putting a line through my sevens so the fictional detective would be wrong and then kept doing it for several decades since.
I do feel one can’t underestimate the “elementary school child taught themselves how to do this Out Of Spite” crowd
And I don’t mean “I only just got into this 30 year old thing!” or “Well, the spin-of of this 20+ year old franchise is really good.” No, I mean what is the most recently made thing you’ve gotten into.
Did you know that between 1939 and 1941 the NYC Tax Administration and the Works Progress Administration collaborated to take photographs of nearly every building in all 5 boroughs of New York City? And that you can see these photos today thanks to NYC Municipal archiving? This is, obviously, amazing for hundreds of reasons. For the purposes of this post, it’s fantastic because this is a very real address:
And when I put that address into the photo locator map, I get this:
Going from there, we can walk around the surrounding blocks via photographs. And if we assume that Steve and Bucky’s pre-war apartment was fairly close to the Barnes’, then these photos from 1939 to 1941 are a historically accurate trip to their neighborhood.
So, let’s explore some pre-war Brooklyn. For your fic inspiration needs, your feelings, the general Stucky vibes, or just because:
It’s more comforting to convince yourself that all men are assholes then it is to face reality which is that your ex boyfriend wasn’t destined to become an asshole but for a variety of complicated societal and personal reasons he ended up that way anyways even though he could’ve chosen to not be an asshole
Your dad doesn’t suck because he’s a man. Sure, him being a man probably contributed to the various circumstances in his life that caused him to suck and believing that men are destined to suck gives you an easy to understand answer of why the world is this way but in reality your dad sucks for a variety of complicated reasons. You’re probably still justified in throwing ice water in his face and cutting him off but he didn’t drive you to that as an inherent extension of his manhood. He drove you to that because he personally sucks. A lot of men personally suck for a lot of complicated reasons but unfortunately there isn’t one universal easy to explain answer as to why that is.
You don’t have to like weed but I find people who are vehemently anti-weed but claim to be left leaning infuriating. If you go into a rage because you smelled someone smoking pot, how the fuck do you expect to form community with people addicted to meth? It’s easier to say you hate smokers than to say you hate all drug users in leftist spaces because one makes you sound a bit like a square while the other is the writing on the wall. You aren’t anti-weed, you’re anti-drug user and anyone who uses substances is not safe around you.
ALT
I know dozens of people who use meth, coke, and fentanyl. While heroin is harder to get I do know some folks who use it when they can. Some of these drug users are my neighbors, some are my clients, and some are my friends & family. One does not cease to be human just because they use a substance you find scary.
Community doesn’t mean you need to invite them to your home and look away if they smoke there. It means you don’t call your property manager because you suspect your neighbor uses. It means you don’t require drug tests for homeless shelters and housing services. It means the very idea of someone who smokes meth in your community doesn’t make you go, “what the hell.”
Genuinely kind of a wild thing to see in the replies as someone who has been professionally practicing harm reduction for years.
Considering recent events over here in the States, this seemed like a good time to bring this back. Over the next four years, expect an increase in discourse around “undesirables.” This will include but not be limited to drug addicts.
Also, from someone who works at a smoke/head shop: WAY MORE PEOPLE ARE DRUG USERS THAN YOU THINK. Way more people are addicted to opiates, meth, whippets, cocaine, you name it, than you have been lead to believe, and on top of that, they are often the “normal” or “functional” people you see every day, not just the person tweaking out at the gas stations. Judges, bank tellers, grandmas, teachers, the nice lady who runs your bakery— all of them. You are ALREADY IN COMMUNITY WITH THESE PEOPLE. Start fucking acting like it.
I’m gonna keep repeating this: ‘community’ is not a fucking friend group.
It’s not a clique. It’s not you and the people YOU think are cool and funny.
Drug users are your neighbors whether you’re too much of an obnoxious self-righteous asshat to be aware of that or not. You don’t *get* to say drug users don’t deserve to be meaningfully connected to and included in the populations they call home (which is what community actually means, btw) and the mere assertion that you can is a big part of why ppl seek connection in drugs in the first place.
It doesn’t matter if ppl use or not but tbh if we really wanted to cut down on addiction all we’d need to do is have fewer stuck up motherfuckers who look down on 'undesirables’ in the first place.
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Watched Ernst Lubistch’s I Don’t Want to Be a Man yesterday for a class. 1910s transmasc yaoi goes fucking crazy.
Tomboyish girl hates acting feminine and family brings in a male doctor to “break her down” and teach her manners. Out of spite, she buys a suit and crossdresses as a dapper boy to sneak into a party. Immediately gets flirted with and chased by a literal crowd of girls. Runs into the doctor and decides to try and seduce his girlfriend for revenge. While she and the doctor are fighting (doctor thinks she’s a boy), they realize his girlfriend’s already gone and they get drunk. They start kissing and making out and fall in love (doctor still thinks she’s a boy). They accidentally run into each other the morning after and flirtatiously promise not to talk about yesterday’s “adventure.” Later, the girl reveals she was the boy and teasingly tells the doctor that she’ll “break him down.” Instead of getting angry, the doctor smiles, knowing he got his ass handed to him, and they kiss again.
we really can’t overstate how damaging it has been to indoctrinate the public with the idea that if they let themselves eat as much as they want, they’ll eat too much. human bodies, when permitted over the long term to eat as much as they want, actually get really, really good at calibrating their hunger and satiety, and will over time eat exactly the right amount for themselves. the common conception of a balanced eater as a minimal or restrained eater is absolutely wrong. balanced eaters eat quite a lot (compared to diet cultural ideas about right intake amounts), and they do so consistently and permanently. healthy, balanced eating isn’t some tightrope walk, it’s a gigantic net of total permission to eat.