the Stop Killing Games initiative has been gaining more signatures in the past few days than it did in the entire year before that and it's entirely due to Ross Game Dungeon (reluctantly) shining light on some dunkass youtuber's aggressive obtuseness and as a result the entire internet is rallying against that guy and bringing attention to the campaign which is good! but also such a dumb way for things to work out! and i think the lesson here is that to make nice things happen we regrettably all have to learn to navigate a much stupider world than expected
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btw it has achieved the million signatures but! it will be audited to ascertain their veracity, and apparently needs a 100k cushion to make sure it goes through. so keep slogging through the stupidity and keep the signatures coming!
Reblog to save a duck
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It’s getting to be that time of year where more people are going outside to parks and stuff so i thought it would a good idea to reblog this again
Once I was feeding some ducks from a bag of birdseed I brought with me, and this woman next to me looked so confused and asked what I was feeding them
When I said it was birdseed she just went “oh- can they actually eat that? Is that safe?”
I didnt know how to respond like, at all, so I just pointed at the duck and said “bird”
She then had a look on her face like a new groove was just forcibly carved in her brain and said softly “oh my fucking god”
I did bird names FIRST just to set the record straight….I am MUCH more passionate about birds than fish!!!
My parents saw this subliminally 28 years ago U_U
The sexiest skill I could have rn would be the ability to identify literally any of these grey and brown shore birds...
thought it was a one-off thing, but i've now seen multiple pictures and videos of red-bellied woodpeckers touching other birds with their tongue at bird feeders. why are they suck little freaks?
I wonder if people could selectively breed wild birds by giving the males with the most desired characteristics the The Most Fuckable Leg Band. Year after year you mark the males that have the most features that you want these birds to have, and the bright shiny leg ring makes the females want these specific males, passing on more and more of the desired traits.
This has DEFINITELY happened before. Not on purpose, but there are multiple studies out there about Which Leg Bands Are The Most Fuckable 😂
I know that it has been done unintentionally. That is somewhat the grounds on which I was contemplating whether it could be done intentionally. I didn't just randomly and unpromptedly assume that there are accessories that make a male bird irresistible to the female ones, I was aware that this is a thing that can happen before I started wondering whether it could be used intentionally.
Many domesticated or captive bird species are housed in groups so maybe SOME savvy breeder has taken advantage of it. It might not be the most scientifically ethical thing to manipulate wild bird populations, though. But I mean, if someone were to try it out with feral pigeons it would probably be fine.
Re-domesticating feral pigeons and selectively breeding them to be the size of ducks.
Alternatively breed them to the size of a mouse or a hummingbird, imagine the terror of a horde of thousands of pigeons smaller than your hand watching you eat french fries
My.god. you're hired.
what the duck is that
I love birdwatchers they’re like “I just saw my ALL TIME FAVORITE BIRD SPECIES! I’ve always dreamed of seeing one in the wild! I am ECSTATIC!” and it’s the most boring looking little brown bird you’ve ever seen.
And I’m watching the video like “whoaaaa what’s it going to be! woodpecker? red-headed woodpecker? eastern whip-poor-will? northern mockingbird? it’s a Bachman's sparrow? oh, okay. neat.”
I’m sorry to admit this and I would never do it in real life because I have an immense respect for wildlife and specifically the delicate nature of birds. That is the most grabbable animal I have ever seen. It looks free for the taking.
this npc: your bird needs to experience life as a wild chocobo!
my bird:

i can tell i’m sleep deprived bc i just made myself cry about tutankhamun and i have, like, negative interest in the kid
have now made the rest of the discord cry about this little boy who had multi-coloured ducks sewn onto a tunic that he loved so much he wore it to a Very Important Event because he was EIGHT and have you SEEN my DUCKS
sorry no i’m not done i’m gonna make you all cry some more i’m bringing you down with me
there was once a little boy.
he is born disabled. his body hurts, and he can’t walk properly the way the other children do. he doesn’t understand why. he’s a little boy. but he plays with wooden boats and pulls toys on a string.
somebody makes him a tunic. they sew ducks onto it in red and green and yellow and blue. the bright colours of a child.
the little boy is eight years old, and he’s going to be king now. there’s a big ceremony about it. he doesn’t really fully understand what’s going on, because he’s eight, but he wears the tunic with the brightly coloured ducks for the occasion because he loves it. look at his ducks! aren’t they great?
he is a child. the adults around him manipulate and coax him to gain more power for themselves. he still plays with toys.
as a teenager, not yet an adult, he fathers children. they do not survive. he’s not even old enough to have full agency in his job and is still being manipulated, but he had babies and they died.
he does not make it to his twenties. at eighteen or nineteen years old he dies, and is buried. his babies, so tiny, are buried with him.
and so is his tunic with the little ducks that he loved so much he kept it long after it no longer fit.
there was once a little boy.

yeah i think that like. especially with historical figures in your mind people who were kings and queens or important nobles were adults. even if you know how old they were it doesn’t really click. it doesn’t seem real
but then you get something like a little tunic with brightly coloured ducks on it and it hits you like a fucking truck that this really was a little kid and no matter how far removed you are a little kid is still a little kid. their brains didn’t develop any quicker back then. he was just as developed/mature mentally as any 8 year old now. he had cartoonish animals on his clothes and he played with toy boats and probably terrorised the local cat population.
tutankhamun was a child and he didn’t make it to adulthood because he was unfortunate enough to be a very important child
his dad died when he was 8. he saw his own babies die when he was still just a boy himself.
but he had brightly coloured little ducks on his favourite shirt, and he kept it.
and he did not just keep the duckie shirt either
tutankhamun had a little pair of sandals with ducks on them. he had earrings decorated with ducks. he kept those, and other items of childhood clothing. some toys. keepsakes. things he loved, and treasured. he kept them all in a little wooden chest. the chest… was carved with ducks.
and that little duck chest, filled with things he kept from his childhood, was buried with him. maybe he was keeping them for the little babies who did not make it. maybe they just reminded him of good days and fun times.
but he was a little boy who thought ducks were just the best
Ok but this is how to teach history. This is how you get people to pay attention, to care. Find something small and make it personal, then zoom out to the wider context. History is best taught as a story, with people who lived their lives in ways that came together to create something remarkable that we still talk about today, but who were still just human at the end of the day. They kissed, argued, cried, and dreamed just like we do. And sometimes they really liked ducks.




















