ah, i’m so bad at posting here. acknowledging this Day of Mourning from the lands of Kiikaapoi, Peoria, Potawatomi, Myaamia & Ochethi Sakowin people, aka Chicago, derived from a native word for garlic (mmm…) which is really suitable for me because I live here now 🌱🧄✨
whose.land are you on? talk about it over dinner this weekend with your fam & what it means to give the #landback.
considering everything, listening & learning from indigenous people is the least you can do.
You’re not a bad person for wasting food because you forgot to eat it or left it out or didn’t have the time/energy/executive function to prepare it or didn’t have an appetite or whatever. Unlearn the guilt your parents taught you.
Yes if it’s an option offer your unused food to someone else who can benefit from it, but you’re not responsible for the whole world and forcing yourself to eat something won’t save someone else from hunger.
We deserve to live in a society where companies like Intuit cease to exist
Whenever flaws in a society create a niche for corporations to operate, there will be incentive for corporations to prevent the flaws from being fixed; or even to make them worse.
every once in a while i learn some wild new piece of information that explains years of behavior and reminds me that i will never truly understand everything about my ridiculous adhd brain
ok what the fuck who was gonna tell me this isnt normal
what the fuck you mean to tell me that the way that i comically slide around things wasn’t just me naturally shitposting
Here’s the bit from orpheus in the underworld I think op is referring to since I don’t think the title is well known. It me laugh just reflexively now. If the time doesn’t get saved in the link it starts around 6:50
Also would like to put shostakovich waltz no. 2 forth as another contender
Exactly!
Mountain king is good for something like “post about tea that starts relatively normal but descends into chaos as ppl admit things like putting the mug of water directly on their stovetop to heat it”.
Orpheus is for anything summarizing, say, the likes of the SPN finale and the world news that was happening at the same time, and the various memes developed about it all.
THIS SONG IS CALLED ORPHEUS IN THE UNDERWORLD?
I’m sure I knew that was called “Orpheus in the Underworld” but I always forget.
I think it’s right up there with Julius Fučík’s “Entry of the Gladiators” now being forever associated with “circus music”.
40,000 years ago, early humans painted hands on the wall of a cave. This morning, my baby cousin began finger painting. All of recorded history happened between these two paintings of human hands. The Nazca Lines and the Mona Lisa. The first TransAtlantic flight and the first voyage to the Moon. Humanity invented the wheel, the telescope, and the nuclear bomb. We eradicated wild poliovirus types 2 and 3. We discovered radio waves, dinosaurs, and the laws of thermodynamics. Freedom Riders crossed the South. Hippies burned their draft cards. Countless genocides, scientific advancements, migrations, and rebellions. More than a hundred billion humans lived and died between these two paintings—one on a sheet of paper, and one on the inside of a cave. At the dawn of time, ancient humans stretched out their hands. And this morning, a child reached back.
It is endlessly incredible to me the degree to which this man always has to go and add something extra. To anyone else — anyone else on earth — making a giant teddy bear sculpture out of chocolate is already a hugely ambitious task. Making it with as realistic as he does even more so.
And then. And THEN!
This madman decides that the teddy bear should also have a zipper with stuffing spilling out. The audacity. It’s so extra. I love it.
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