sure cats 2019 is an abomination unto the lord and should never have existed, but I don’t think any of you were prepared for the absolute hell that would have been unleashed on us all if it had been good. there would have been catsonas. there would have been so much nsfw cats fanart. a dangerous rift in the veil between furries and non-furries would have been created with no way to seal it again. there would have been new and terrible kinds of discourse we’ve never even seen before and now mercifully never will.
actually IIRC this was the first photo with a specific type of camera or equipment “cos THE progenative shitlord of cat memes was Harry Pointer. And around 1870 he decided that Au Naturelle photos of cats weren’t gonna cut it, and started doing shit like this:
then he realised HE COULD CAPTION THEM
and thus the dignity of the feline was forever destroyed.
I have not played the new Animal Crossing yet, but based on the posts that have crossed my dash, the principal activities of play seem to involve:
Trying on pretty dresses
Hanging out with colourful animal friends
Travelling by night to a secret island to fight giant scorpions for money
Like, I recognise that the whole “is Tom Nook a capitalist or a comrade?” debate legitimately hinges on whether his relationship with the player character is that of a landlord or that of an independent contractor, but the fact that he pays people to fight giant scorpions is also cause for concern.
literally do it, now, right now this exact second. yes you sitting there on your dashboard right now you get your phone out of your pocket or from your desk. get people from your work in a discord. get them in a group text. start talking about your grievances. start talking about the rumors of what the bosses won’t say. spread the information they won’t. get people riled up. contact your local relevant union and hook up. contact your local iww branch and get them on board. seek out the representatives of your district or your county and find the ones who support union activity. leverage them. use their connections. get the media on board. prepare to go to print on the conditions you’re suffering. cover your asses. do not let them retaliate. hit them again, and again, and again before they can recover from the previous hit. make them regret it. make them suffer for what they’ve done to us. stand tall and demand better. look them in the eye and tell them not one more. not one more death for the sake of profit.
this is not hyperbole. these people will kill you. you will go into work and be told that the quarter inch of plexi in front of the register (but never in front of where customers really stand) is going to protect you. that you’re fine. you’re low risk. you don’t need to stay home. it’s okay if there was a case in the store. it’s only one in ten. we need people to come in. you’ll be fine.
not one fucking more. draw a line in the sand here, now. you can do it. anyone can, and everyone has to. because no one is coming to save us. we are all we’ve got. protect each other, protect yourselves, and Fucking Organize.
Kinda unhappy with this one, had too much story/ideas in my mind, but too few pages lol.
Anyway, the message is still important. Rabbits often suffer from poor
keeping and are often abandoned, especially around Easter time.
Reason why, based on past and current experiences, I would be the worst main character in a horror movie:
1. One time I was babysitting my siblings and I heard a loud thump so I went up to check on my five year old brother and he was sitting in the middle of his floor. I asked what he was doing and he said “It’ll all be over soon.” so I kissed his head and said goodnight and left.
2. When I was thirteen my door fell off it’s hinges while I was reading in my bed and I found screws and fixed it and never told anyone or thought about it again.
3. I woke up in my backyard with a bible on my chest, brushed myself off, and went and ate some cereal.
4. My sister woke me up terrified and brought me to my older sister who was banging her head on a wall while asleep, I walked her to bed and tucked her in, and none of us said anything about it again.
5. My grandma told me our house was haunted and I said “they seem to be pretty quiet ghosts then.” Right as a cup fell off the counter without anyone near it, I said “that was petty.” And asked my grandma if she wanted to play cards.
6. The heirloom doll that sits in a box under my bed randomly showed up in my windowsill. I figured it was a better spot anyway and left it. It never moved again.
7. I planted some seeds from a box I found in the garage, and the next day all our plants died so I dug them up and put them back, and everything went back to normal.
8. I moved from a room upstairs to one downstairs and my things kept getting thrown into the hall when I wasn’t home, so I stood in the middle of the room and said, “I’m here now. Deal with it.” My stuff never got thrown out after that.
9. My dad told me he’d been hearing strange noises in the living room at night so I moved the bird cage in there and my dad said it stopped that night.
10. I watched a bunch of my books fall off my shelves so I picked up all the fallen ones and gave them to my grandpa and that was the end of it.
imagine if the oceans were replaced by forests and if you went into the forest the trees would get taller the deeper you went and there’d be thousands of undiscovered species and you could effectively walk across the ocean but the deeper you went, the darker it would be and the animals would get progressively scarier and more dangerous and instead of whales there’d be giant deer and just wow
you have a beautiful imagination
this gave me chills
first of all ^^^ I love this^^^
secondly, I’ve said it before, but
this is exactly what the Old World was. Off shore there was Ocean, and inland there was Forrest
Here’s an Old World tree still surviving in a modern forrest of “large” trees
That’s just what trees used to be like.
And wandering among those trees, one might have encountered, yes, deer larger than a modern moose, but also, depending on what year, pigs bigger than grizzly bears, beavers the size of modern wolves, ground sloths the size of modern elephants, and bears nearly that big. Not to mention the insects and snakes and shit.
I could keep going, like, you might have crossed paths with a whole herd of these
or a family of these.
Like, 29,000 years ago, the last of the Neanderthal had just died out. Humans and this thing definitely lived at the same time.
And they didn’t live in the Forest, but there is one ice age creature that’s still alive, if you want to see what life was like back in the day. We used to think the Musk Ox was a type of bovine, or cow, which is how it got it’s name. BUT. See this?
that, my friends, is an ice age GOAT. That’s right, that’s a 900 pound GOAT. Here, take another look
anyway, yeah, the wild used to be a lot more Wild. Old Forest was definitely the inland equivalent of Ocean, and everything back in the day was turnt the fuck UP
This post was made by someone’s genetic memory of those scary fuckers
the other day i was perusing the dessert options in the dining hall and this group of absolute stereotypical frat boy types were also milling around the desserts and one of them pointed to the strawberry pastries and said to the others “what’s the vibe with these, boys?” and i haven’t been able to get that sentence out of my head since
People in the Amazon have been enduring flooding and weather issues, there is no denying that these people plan to come in during a time of vulnerability and struggle. Missionaries are monsters. If you support this type of conversion, you are apart of our problem.
They are traveling disease blankets. They’re going to bring in even more trouble and for what, to ruin them?