🐐THE GOAT HAS FALLEN 🐐

HELL YEAH!!!!

i'll do it for sam

And when there was only one pair of footprints in the sand, that's when Samwise Gamgee carried me

Despite everything,

you could never make blazing saddles today. movies take a really long time to film and it's already 11am on the west coast. also most actors and film staff would probably like to spend christmas eve with their families.

theres no fucking snow outside

i saw someone say nobody needs to know what a .txt file is anymore. what the fuck is the world coming to

unironically i think we need to bring back computer labs because APPARENTLY some people WERENT taught basic computer literacy and internet safety in school

things about computers/the internet i think kids should be formally taught in schools because theyre important to know and the amount of soon to be grown adults i know who know NOTHING about any of these is quite frankly almost all of them (and resources to learn if you dont know these things, because its never to late to get better with computers)

as an additional note: things i think everyone should know on computers and the internet but schools may bit hesitant to teach about for whatever moral/legal standards schools pretend to operate on

ok one last addition! if you want to take it one level higher, i think learning the very basics of at least one programming language is good for people. it makes computers less scary and it makes you feel very cool, and a lot of people get discouraged about it because it seems overly complicated and hard to learn outside a formal classroom setting, so heres some resources for learning the very basics of python (because i consider it the easiest language to learn and knowing one language will make it easier to learn others)

I don't care if they're the highest grossing movies on planet freakin Earth, you say "Avatar" and everyone and their mom still thinks that bald little bitch and his magic cow. Soggy James can keep his millions, he'll never have the streets.

white people please just purchase native artwork and jewelry from native people i keep seeing idiot white people be like “waaah i wish i could support native creators but its cultural appropriation” girl why would beaders sell you their earrings then. just dont get a medicine wheel or a thunderbird then like damn it is that easy

http://www.beyondbuckskin.com/p/buy-native.html?m=1

If Native folks are making it to sell to white people with the approval of their tribe, it’s not “appropriation”–its support and appreciation! So yes, buy that native-made dream catcher, but not the mass produced fakes made by white people. Like, you can go to a pow wow and buy native crafts there, too.

here are some places to get native/indigenous goods and merch online if you can’t find something local or if physical access is an obstacle:

https://sweetgrasstradingco.com/ https://nativeharvest.com/ https://byellowtail.com/ https://www.salishstyle.com/ https://trickstercompany.com/ https://hutxh.com/ https://www.thentvs.com/ https://urbannativeera.com/ https://www.oxdxclothing.com/ https://kotahbear.com/ https://www.totemdesignhouse.com/ https://ginewusa.com/ https://eighthgeneration.com/

and the only native-owned comic shop in the world: https://redplanetbooksncomics.com/

I hate to be all "cis good" on main, but if it weren't for the cis queer women that welcomed me into womanhood idk where I would be

Shout-out to cis queer women that welcome trans women because that was genuinely a foundational part of developing confidence in my femininity

There's this huge media storm that, even when it's supposed to be "trans positive" still paints this atmosphere of separation between trans and cis women. This has been the opposite of my experience. I'm grateful for the solidarity between all women <3

There are gonna be young cis women who are gonna delight in helping you find out what sort of clothes you wanna wear, how to look after your skin and hair, helping you on the path to learning the difference between like, what you feel you *should* present like vs what is actually comfortable and authentically you.

There are going to be menopausal cis mums who are on the same brand of estrogen patch as you who are gonna join you in griping about getting them to stick and swapping tips for when you get dispensed the big patches but your dose is half that.

There are going to be infertile cis women who share your pain and anger at the concept that 'able to bear children' is seen as the only 'real' way to be a woman.

There are gonna be intersex cis women who understand what it's like to have your body's default state not line up with societal expectations.

There are gonna be queer cis women who will stand with you at Pride, who will welcome you to our family, our community.

I want to reblog this a thousand times. I've seen all of this, and it is so beautiful and pure and we all need it for survival. I love women, I love the solidarity we all have, and I love what we can all do for each other <3

The notes on this post are a set of the most beautiful stories I've heard about welcoming and solidarity between all women, cis and trans.

Please keep sharing these. They truly are a joy, and are giving me a lot of hope <3

reblogged this earlier but actually have something to add. the barely 20 year old cis girl who came up to me in the train station to ask me if she could stand with me. who told me all her friends left and she felt nervous waiting alone. who waited with me and told me to get home safe as we got on the train together. the fact that you felt like I was a safe and kind woman you could lean on a little?

Probably the single most affirming social experience I've had with a stranger. The fact you chose me of everyone in the train station means you saw me in a crowd and picked me out and said "That's a girl's girl."

Shout out to the group of middle aged cis moms I met at the liquor store when I was looking for wine. The one that said "oh honey, you just wiped off your makeup." And gestured at her upper lip after I wiped the sweat off my face with a handkerchief from my purse.

I was having a lot of dysphoria about my upper lip hair suddenly having color to it (medicine side effect it seems). So I was internally wondering if they'd ostracize me since they'd clocked me.

One of the women goes "oh it's okay, I have PCOS too. Don't let it bother you." And suddenly I've got 3 women chatting with me and lamenting how they have to "shave almost every day at this point" and just cackling. The store worker joined in, saying she plucks constantly, and her "transgender friend has to shave 2 or more times a day!". They all had these genuine reactions and "oh no, poor girl" and other comments.

I felt included. I never mentioned that I was transgender.. I just carried on, they helped me pick out wines, gave me some tips on undertones for makeup to cover facial hair stubble, and I got the shop worker to pull out some elderflower liqueur to add to a small sample of a Pinot Grigio (and got more people to try it and add it to their rotation. Seriously, try it sometime. It's incredible).

The random solidarity and genuine reactions I've received from other women has been very validating and honestly so welcome.

I actually have one for this. I work in food service, and I was working in that industry for... Almost a decade before I came out. And I came out at age 27, didn't start HRT until I was 28. Despite the sheer size of the city I live in, a not insignificant portion of the industry knows who I am. And so when I get a new job, I usually have to come out a few times.

I had had this job for a couple of months, and while I was working I was told we had a stage coming in later to see how they fit in. I say great and go on my break. When I come back, the potential hire is there... And she's a coworker from a couple jobs ago (like two or three years previous). We both slowly point at each other and go "Aren't you... ?" Before laughing and reintroducing ourselves. I go "Sooo I'm a girl now," and she laughs and tells me "Yeah I can tell." We spend some time catching up, and we work great together, and she gets hired.

A few days later I tell her I'm jealous of her bandana — you need something to cover your hair at work, and I'd been using a baseball cap, but I felt it made me look really masculine, even after several years of HRT — and she immediately pulls out a spare and shows me how to wear it. I still love the selfie I took that day, I was beaming. And from there it was very clear she just... accepted me as one of the girls. She'd tell me about men being shitty to her, and about the consistent misogyny we face, and even helped me at a sapphic night at a bar. It was just... Instant solidarity. It was amazing. We're still friends today.

when my close friend came out, my mother (who had a hysterectomy years ago and had been in estrogen) gave her some general advice about it.

she also gave her a list of things that would help with the bodily transition while on estrogen, from good bras, general breast health tips (not even just lump checks - how to deal with friction or rashes underneath the breasts, how to get properly fitted for a bra, etc.) and just - general stuff a mother would do for a daughter going through puberty.

it is general human nature to help and take care of each other. cruelty isn't.

Reading all this after a weekend of shopping for girl clothes with a cis friend of mine who was so excited to help that i literally didnt have to leave the dressing room because she kept bringing me dresses and stuff that looked great on me. This shit is so true, let the people in your life help you, they want to so much.

When i was 17 and still in school, i came out some time at the start of my last year. I couldn't handle all the misgendering anymore, now that i knew who i was. I was very lucky in general with my realisation & transition, in this case especially so bc everyone in my year accepted me. Fast forward to sports classes, and i was still changing in the men's - even if it felt really awkward & wrong. Then, some of the cis girls in my sports class talked to me about it, and immediately told me to come change in the women's next time, like it was so obvious to them that's what it should be like. I was really really moved, because they were all so enthusiastic & nice about supporting me.

A few weeks after that, one of them gave me a coupon & a few tips about nail polish so i could get some more variety than the 2€ black one i was using. I was so moved by that, we didn't even know each other that well.

part of what terfs are trying to do is to paint cis women as inherently threatened by and unwelcoming to trans women in an effort to get trans women to self-censor and self-seclude. but the truth is that most women (including most lesbians!) are welcoming and loving of trans women. most women are happy to help their new sisters find their way. I'm not going to preach the whole "all girls protect each other" thing (untrue), but I am going to say that by a pretty large majority, most women want trans women to feel welcomed, included, and safe. don't let terfs convince you that every cis woman will hate you or wants you dead. the same way rapists assume everyone else commits rape, terfs assume everyone else has the same fear and hatred in their hearts, and it's just not true. live authentically and most people will respect and love you for it. and fuck the people who try and throw a shitfit.

guess my favorite rene descartes quote

who give a shit.

its fucking dember.

is the world really such a terrible place? yesterday i asked if oat milk was extra and the barista said yes so i said ok just regular milk then and when she gave me my chai latte she whispered “i used oat milk ;)” doesnt that make u want to live another day?

here is my life philosophy: next week there might be someone ahead of you in line at the store who’s short a quarter and you have a quarter and you can give it to them. if you weren’t there, they’d have to put something back. the week after that you could be getting lunch and the waiter might ask if you want some pancakes someone else ordered and never picked up. you could find someone’s lost cat. you could watch someone’s bag while they go to the restroom. there are so many ways you are going to touch other people’s lives and they are going to touch yours and there’s no way to know when it’s going to happen. so you have to keep living!!! i wouldn’t want to die knowing that tomorrow the barista will give me free oat milk just to be nice. 

When I was 11 years old - we went to Sea World for my birthday. This was to avoid the realization I had no friends, and no one to come to a birthday party and probably because someone gave my mother free tickets at work. It was kinda a shitty day despite being at a theme park full of cute animals. There was a new roller coaster there that had just opened so we decided to go on. I was nervous. I’d never been on a roller coaster.

A group of 6 college kids were ahead of us in line and started chatting with me. Full on just having a fun conversation with someone literally going through the beginning of a very awkward middle school period. I was so shocked they wanted to talk to me. I think my mom mentioned it was my birthday. They were very nice about it. When we got on the ride they told us to go ahead of them so we could sit at the front of the car since it held 8 people.

Now the ride (called Journey to Atlantis - I believe it is sadly no longer there) started with a slow ride of beautiful visuals of dolphins and oceans and computerized images of this imaginary Atlantis before going up the hill to the beginning of the coaster, where it paused for about 30 seconds, and then the ride started. The college kids must have known there would be a pause. Maybe they’d ridden it before I’m not sure.

But as we sat there on that peak, 6 people I’ve never known, and will never know again, sang a very very lonely 11 year old happy birthday. Loudly. And with gusto. They were happy and laughing and joyful. And it made me feel less alone in the world.

I am 29 years old this year, and I still remember them. I still remember that kindness. It is so important. It doesn’t go into a vacuum. It exists beside me in my daily life. And I love the idea that I have been that person to someone else too.

It’s stunningly lovely to be human when we’re kind to each other.

I like when people like a character so way too much that it transcends even self shipping or kinning and becomes more of a patron saint that you pray to type of deal

"patron saint" stop using catholic figures in a blasphemous way! it's disrespectful to catholics.

youve made me very happy by saying this

you...enjoy being disrespectful to catholics?

tbh insane to me this post is from this year. feels like it's from an era long since past

what if orpheus was butch and she unclipped her carabiner and held it out behind her and then eurydice clipped it onto her belt loop and then orpheus didnt have to look back because she could hear eurydice jingle jangling behind her. follow me for more dyke solutions to famous tragic literature

it's so shocking there were no new year's eve episodes of house. so much potential

in stressful times like these, let’s take a minute to remember what really matters: the critically acclaimed first season of amc’s The Terror, which I have just uploaded for free onto google drive for your viewing pleasure