Me: Hey does anyone know a good video tutorial for very specific skill? I’ve been searching and can only find thing related to skill but not skill itself and it doesnt help.
Some asshole: Why dont you just fucking read!
me: I have dyslexia and fair better learning from an audio/visual medium. also that doesnt have the actual thing im looking for, just glosses over it as a concept
Problamatic show: Totally Spies!
carry-on-my-wayward-wesley:
ohkhaleesimykhaleesi:
“Dogs don’t know what they look like. Dogs don’t even know what size they are. No doubt it’s our fault, for breeding them into such weird shapes and sizes. My brother’s dachshund, standing tall at eight inches, would attack a Great Dane in the full conviction that she could tear it apart. When a little dog is assaulting its ankles the big dog often stands there looking confused — “Should I eat it? Will it eat me? I am bigger than it, aren’t I?” But then the Great Dane will come and try to sit in your lap and mash you flat, under the impression that it is a Peke-a-poo… Cats know exactly where they begin and end. When they walk slowly out the door that you are holding open for them, and pause, leaving their tail just an inch or two inside the door, they know it. They know you have to keep holding the door open. That is why their tail is there. It is a cat’s way of maintaining a relationship. Housecats know that they are small, and that it matters. When a cat meets a threatening dog and can’t make either a horizontal or a vertical escape, it’ll suddenly triple its size, inflating itself into a sort of weird fur blowfish, and it may work, because the dog gets confused again — “I thought that was a cat. Aren’t I bigger than cats? Will it eat me?” … A lot of us humans are like dogs: we really don’t know what size we are, how we’re shaped, what we look like. The most extreme example of this ignorance must be the people who design the seats on airplanes. At the other extreme, the people who have the most accurate, vivid sense of their own appearance may be dancers. What dancers look like is, after all, what they do.”
— Ursula Le Guin, in The Wave in the Mind (via fortooate)
This paragraph went in so many different directions before it ended. What the fuck Ursula
invasato:
invasato:
sigh. disabled people are allowed to have kids. i hate that this is debated
people, even other disabled ppl sometimes, always argue its cruel. “what if they end up like you? its cruel to do that to a child.”
our existence and the existence of any biological children disabled people have isnt a fucking tragedy. if our kids are disabled too, then thats literally fine. some of you think youre such hot disability advocates and then turn around and parrot eugenicist ideas and its so fucking frustrating to hear.
anyone can have a disabled child. ANYONE. abled people are fully capable of having disabled children, but theyre not told to avoid having kids, or coerced into/forcibly sterilized, or have their children taken even if theyre fully capable of caring for them. yet because a disabled person could pass on a disability, the idea that we could want biological children is suddenly “cruel?” is that the hill youre going to die on? fucking analyze why you think its a tragedy for a disabled child to exist. think about why you hate the idea of disabled people reproducing
abled ppl are encouraged to reblog bc a lot of you need to hear this but i dont wanna hear yr fucking thoughts on the matter i swear to god
Not letting disabled people have kids is eugenics