James, meet our chief science officer, Mr. Spock.

sudden urge to burst into tears. im not a toddler i just agree with their beliefs

please enjoy Poki as he found the meat I'm defrosting

Oh defrosting meat, we're really in it now

i am just an animal why am i doing all this

This… cat.

I do have a piece of writing advice, actually.

See, the first time I grew parsnips, I fucked it up good. I hadn't seen parsnips sprouting before, right, and in my eagerness I was keeping a close eye on the row. And every time I saw some intruding grass coming up, I twitched it right out, and went back to anticipating the germination of my parsnips.

But it turns out parsnips take a bit longer than anything else I'd ever grown to distinguish themselves visually. It's just the two little split leaves, almost identical to a newly seeded bit of kentucky bluegrass when they first come up, and they take a good bit to establish themselves and spread out flat before the main stem with its first distinctive scallopy leaf gets going.

I didn't get any parsnips, not that year, because I'd weeded them all out as soon as they showed their faces, with my 'ugh no that's grass' twitchy horticulture finger.

The next year, having in retrospect come to suspect what had happened, I left the row alone and didn't weed anything until all the sprouts coming up had all had a bit to set in and show their colors, and I've grown lots of parsnips since. They're kind of a slow crop, not a huge return, but I like them and watching them grow and digging them up, and their papery little seeds in the second year, if you don't harvest one either on purpose or because you misjudged the frost, so it's worth it.

Anyway, whenever I see someone stuck and struggling with their writing who's gotten into that frustration loop of typing a few words, rejecting them, backspacing, and starting again, I find myself thinking, you gotta stop weeding your parsnips, man.

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-fae

impatient man: bus driver can you go faster im late for work

worlds most obedient bus driver: whatever you say boss

guy on the bus who turns in to a hungry pack of wild hyenas whenever hes traveling faster than 30mph:

keep being niceys to me about things i like and we're gonna end up like this

Ok so genuinely this is a problem in the modern world.

I work at a university as classroom technology support, and this past semester there was a debate in a business class about the oil industry and climate change. Several of the students simply said “Well, I don’t care about all that ‘nature’ stuff. We don’t live there. It doesn’t serve mankind. I have a fiduciary duty to my shareholders, my customers, and my employees, not to some endangered owl or whatever.”

And as the semester went on I realized that this was a common attitude. These people think of Humanity as wholely separate from the environment. There is Nature and Man. They literally do not understand that we are dependent upon the environment, and seem to think that climate change is a “nature” problem. That even if every wild thing goes extinct that humans will somehow be fine, that agriculture will just keep trucking on. Sure maybe some “primitive” people will die but whatever.

Thankfully there were other students who were as appalled and confused by this assertation as I was. But it still seemed to be a *majority* opinion. People *do not understand* that we live *in* the environment. That we depend on it just as much as “some endangered owl or whatever.” And what hurts that owl *eventually hurts us*.

i do think that one of the worst things “activist” spaces on the internet ever did was convince young marginalized people that individual people, complete strangers, were their oppressors. no, matt from chemistry class isn’t personally oppressing you because he’s a guy, that old lady at the bank isn’t personally oppressing you because she’s cis, your waiter isn’t personally oppressing you because they’re white. individuals can and do contribute to systems of oppression. but seeing random individuals you encounter in your daily life as your oppressors will do nothing but trick you into punching laterally or punching down because you think it’s “empowering.” you might get a momentary rush of endorphins from snapping at the male cashier bc #menaretrashuwu but all you’re doing is being shitty to a random guy making poverty wages.

i saw a tik tok the other day that like perfectly described this phenomenon, how gen z (and some young millennials too tbh) pushes for systemic justice and equality, but refuses to give that on an interpersonal level, and like. y’all. you simply cannot achieve systemic change if you’re not also working toward interpersonal change. you will do more for your own liberation by treating others with sensible patience and kindness than you will pushing this toxic individualist narrative of “i don’t owe anyone anything and i get to act however i want to people i view as my oppressor.” we need class solidarity now more than ever.

whenever i complete chores i get an achievement banner pop up in my head dark souls style

sitting on cardboard in the dark

I'm sorry but she looks like she's constantly plagued by the memories of those she lost in the war

Never trust a furry disliker

To clarify, since everyone’s asking— it’s fine if you feel off-put by or apathetic toward furries. That’s your prerogative. My point is that the people who constantly feel the need to announce to the world how much they hate furries (often in a violent way) are 9 times out of 10 telling on themselves about how they regard people they don’t (want to) understand

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“NAFTER NOON!”

Every. Time. Every single time. I always get so delighted by this picture set. And I always forget what it’s followed up by. And then I see the “NAFTER NOON!” and absolutely lose it. I’m so glad this post exists.