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"Don't be a Job Hopper" 1940s Disney WWII propaganda poster

In 1941 Disney animators went on strike after Walt Disney refused to let his workers unionize. The workers were angry about unfair policies on pay and benefits. On the picket line the animators lynched and guillotined an effigy of Walt Disney himself. (lmao i had to re-encode this gif because tumblr blocks it automatically as a banned image???)

reisen

these two posts are in a very loving relationship

niccolo machiavelli really got the most undeserved shake of all time

trhe man was like "hey have you guys noticed that feudal rulers tend to amorally pursue power at all costs" and everyone was like We are Going to use your name as an adjective meaning Horrible and Bastardrous for centuries

🕷️TheUnclean🕷️

middle aged lady on my bus just called someone's partner "your whimsical idiot boyfriend" over the phone . with sincere frustration might I add

look at how pretty the clouds look :) oh, SURE, look up in the sky, so you can run down to family court, change my name to 'President James Buchanan', so that people will come up to me on the street and say, "OOH, you had an ineffectual presidency!" well, i won't fall for THAT again!

i wish lego skeleton was real

look behind you

dont fucking say that .

"Why do we make laser grids like these?" "What do you mean?" "I mean instead of a messy random arrangement of lasers that a nimble intruder might be able to jump through, why not a simple grid wall with no gaps large enough to allow a person to pass through?"

"Because the person who's in charge of the lasers is the same one who designed the ventilation shafts big enough to crawl through. They're either dating someone at the top, and can't be fired for incompetence, or they're secretly working for the enemy. Possibly both."

"Why can't we--"

"Do anything about it? Do YOU want to get fired for saying one of the upper-ups is sleeping with a rebel sympathizer? Go ahead and try it; I'll eat all the breakroom doughnuts in your honor after you're gone."

Meanwhile:

"Exᴘʟᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ᴛʜᴇɴ, ᴡʜʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ʟᴀsᴇʀ ɢʀɪᴅ ɪs sᴏ… ɪɴᴇғғɪᴄɪᴇɴᴛ."

"Because you ordered me to cut costs if I wanted to keep everybody employed, and that means cutting back on things like laser detectors. We couldn't afford enough lasers for a proper grid spaced closely enough that nobody could slip through them and still keep Kevin employed - you know, the one whose kid just got diagnosed with leukemia?"

"Yᴇs, I ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ. Tʀᴀɢɪᴄ. Bᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɢʟᴇs…?"

"Well, nobody can see the actual laser beams unless they blow some dust in the air, and even that isn't really effective and only lasts for a couple seconds. It's not like in the movies — the dust doesn't just hang around conveniently in the air and keep the lasers visible. Dust settles, that's a notable thing dust does. So we placed the lasers at — well, not random angles, but angles that an intruder's not likely to catch with a single blow off a compact, but that they are likely to catch if they're just moving through the room. I did the math, it's a whole thing. I had to make some assumptions about the median body size and agility of an intruder—"

"I sᴇᴇ. Sᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʙᴊᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ ɪs—"

"Stochastic security, yeah. Do you want me to show you the math? I've got a notebook—"

"Nᴏ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇxᴘʟᴀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs sᴜғғɪᴄɪᴇɴᴛ. Nᴏᴡ, ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴠᴇɴᴛɪʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴅᴜᴄᴛs…"

"Ah, yes. Those are larger than I'd like, but they let the knife roombas move through without getting stuck."

"Kɴɪғᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍʙᴀs?"

"Yeah! I'm surprised you haven't seen them. I mean, they're not actually roombas, they're duct-cleaning robots, but Kevin said 'hey, what if we strap a knife to one of these?' and it turned out to be really effective, so we stuck knives on all of 'em. Bonus: it turns out they're great at cleaning up the blood of whoever tries to get in through the ducts."

lol *creates a shrine to something obscure and unimportant

I just saw a wizard-as-fantastical-species shitpost and a maid-as-fantastical-species shitpost on my dash back to back, and now I'm kind of wondering what the maid equivalent of the classic "just a robe, a hat, and a pair of eyes" interpretation of the wizard-as-species would be.

(To be clear, what I'm asking is not "what would it look like if you put Orko in a maid dress"; I'm asking what it would look like if you constructed that type of extreme stylisation from first principles!)

(via @rlyehtaxidermist)