Sexiest dumpter fire ever

This is the funniest thing i’ve heard my entire life 😭

Truth xD

This is literally me as a kid.  Dad used to have the responsibility of giving out the well reports that came in on the friday night to anyone who phoned for the rest of the weekend.  The problem was, on saturday mornings, he was doing the food shopping, so I was given a list of approved callers and he’d leave the well report figures by the phone.

Theoretically I was just supposed to list off the numbers.  Except. Very early I started parsing the figures and give my own analysis.  Apparently engineers and geophysicists got a bit freaked out by a ten year old going ‘It’s not that good, the flow’s really slow compared to last week, and there’s gas pockets really screwing up the flow in the east pipe judging by the pressure report.’

Dad still got that yelled at him at conferences: ‘This is the fucker who used child labour to do well analysis!’

‘Was it wrong?’

‘That’s the not the point!’

We found him- the 20 year old with 10 years experience

people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets

"Oh can I see what stuff you see on Tumblr?"

break out in hives when self identified progressive interlocutors position that the problem of modern alienation is located in the fractured nuclear family. like, if you want, you can lament that it in the west, there are no longer large, expansive family units tied together by kinship and marriage that labour toward a common purpose. except this has been a violent form in all the history i know. in parts of the world where the family still represents this feudal image the price paid by victims of its inevitable violence is escalating. the social control the average hindu joint family is capable of enacting with a police empowered to serve the family when recognised explicitly by the state as an engine for organising productivity is terrifying. please stop fantasising about the benevolent patriarch and the loving matriarch.

the greatest single contributor to much of my childhood happiness compared to many of my peers was being raised in a nuclear family, my parents financially indepedent and physically removed the hindutva fascists that pepper my family tree.

since this is getting attention just wanna reiterate that i originally tagged this post my fave is family abolition etc because im pro abolition of the family. which also includes the nuclear family! this specific post was pushback against the characterisation of the extended family as a solution to alienation by highlighting how insidious its control can be. my personal experience was positioned as a counterweight, with how a smaller family can give young people a certain degree of autonomy.

the one thing that the hindu nationalist push for the uniform civil code reforms in india i expect will continue to preserve is the legal fiction of the hindu undivided family and the tax benefits hindu owned businesses get to claim by incorporating as such.

see: The Tenacity of the Hindu Undivided Family: Gender, Religion and Tax Concessions by Chirashree Dasgupta

the "I believe in abortion only in extreme situations" people (especially women) truly baffle me because I genuinely consider "a human has another human growing inside of them and does not want to" to be a very extreme situation. to me that feels so deeply like an extreme emergency situation. I know this has been said before but it's incredible to me that this does not feel innately horrifying and "extreme" to everyone.

Hands up if you're sick of the IDF flying gay flags like they're doing this shit in our name

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"Gnaw" is such a good word

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I wrote this poetry collection when I was in college and it ended up getting acquired by the Writers Workshop, Kolkata- an Indian independent press that has published, among others, the works of Ruskin Bond, Vikram Seth, Kamala Das, Nissim Ezekiel and AK Ramanujan.

I grew up in Kolkata in the mid 2010s, whilst juggling multiple identities- Bengali girl child, queer teen brought up under a Catholic school system, later, a transgender enby poet and writer reconciling my personal and political worlds through academia and writing. This chapbook, divided into two sections, contains twenty-six poems on Bengali trans queer coming-of-age. I wrote it for the same reason I write all my stories: in the hopes that younger queer and trans desi youths can take some heart, and know they aren't as alone as I felt when I was a kid– even if the versions of India we have lived through are quite different, for better and for worse.

Anyway, cheesy stuff over. My author copies just arrived today and well, aren't they simply beautiful? Apparently, there will be more different colour editions. Which one do you like best?

THERE USED TO BE A LAKE HERE ONCE

A poetry collection about trans bodies, sapphic love, the desi queer community, and growing up Bengali in early 2000s Kolkata.

This is an indie debut poetry book by a non-binary Bengali author. Buying an author copy helps support me directly, as opposed to buying from a website.

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Thank you for supporting a Bengali trans queer author; I hope I can write more for you soon.

For this sale, first priority will given to readers who identify as Desi, Bengali, LGBTQ of color and/or trans queer.

Better look at the various editions. The colours are black, scarlet, indigo/dark bluish purple, rose gold, emerald green and sea blue.

Do other writers ever get this like, hyper-specific dialogue exchange drop into their brains and you know exactly where these character are standing and what they’re doing and how they’re saying these words but that’s all you get. You don’t have much other context and this specific moment that exists only at this time in your headspace??

This is how all the stories I’ve ever written have started.

This was a whole thread, here are some of my favourites:

Ladies and gents I present to you...w*men

IT WAS ONE TIME

Yeah? AND WE STILL HAVEN'T BEEN BACK HAVE WE???

THEN WHO IS THIS 😤😤😤

Certified Catholic moment.

I thought Eve ate an apple… isn’t that a pearl?

It's actually never specified what the fruit of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil is. Personally I like to imagine it was a fig for narrative lietmotif.

Did we all got hit with the mandela effect, bc I also thought it was an apple 👀

Nope! In the original hebrew, it is generic fruit (though as I said, rabbis have argued it might have been a fig). But it became popular to depict it as an apple after Milton's Paradise Lost claimed it as such.

You're not a fan of Graves' "quince, fruit of the Goddess" theory then?

I think trying to conflate (because I refuse to respect it as syncretization) Eve with Aphrodite deserves outright ridicule if I'm being completely honest. There's limits to what can be called Christiana interpretatio and I apparently draw the line at claiming authoritatively that the fruit was quince.

I am Jewish. I am an anti-Zionist. I am always and forever pro-Palestine.

My grandmother was born in Palestine before Israel existed. My grandmother, who died less than a decade ago (in her 70s) was already older than the settler colonial state of Israel. Judaism exists without Zionism. Zionism goes against the Jewish religion. Zionism is white supremacy.

From the river to the sea Palestine WILL BE FREE