deadcatwithaflamethrower:

thedosianexplorer:

I’ve mentioned my favorite art history professor to @systlin a few times, but there’s one story of him that stays with me. So for you, Plant Aunt, I’ve crafted a tale of one immortal spitefully making sure another immortal finally gets his:

The running joke among David’s students is that our beloved professor is clearly an immortal. How else could we explain his small office crammed with illuminated manuscripts, Scythian and Mongolian bows, 3rd cent. Roman gladii, near-Eastern rugs and ancient swords? The way he sighed wistfully in class and told us how beautiful the Parthenon was when it was new and, “not just a damn tourist attraction”? It wasn’t uncommon for us to see him hefting a sword over his shoulder, leather trench coat flapping in the wind, flipping off the head of security who really should have stopped trying by now.

It was also a running joke that our favorite immortal just did not get technology. I worked at our Help Desk for all four years of college, and David would always request one of his students to come and fix his computer. 

“This computer isn’t fast enough,” he told me once, polishing an enameled chalice. Google maps was still loading on the page, trying to parse the coordinates he entered. It was likely looking ten centuries too late. “It needs more of that RAM. Really. I could be soaring over ancient Rome like a bird!”

After repeat requests, he got a brand-new Macbook Pro, which he promptly abandoned for his antique slide projector. 

“I just don’t get the new technology,” he shrugged. “You can’t get the feel of things.” 

That was the only sentiment he shared with his nemesis. 

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*Screaming in pure, unadulterated GLEE*

MOMMA BEAR TEACHER

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strawberry-kitkat:

swampgallows:

showmesomeoneinnocent:

aro-bot:

idk can we stop…treating a.ce disc.ourse like it’s some haha funney cringe compilation or whatever the fuck because it fucking destroyed the entire ace and aro communities. there is no solid aspec community on tumblr anymore (which was by far the biggest number of aspec ppl). exclusionists took our community and fucking smashed it to pieces and y'all treat it as this fucking stupid joke when they traumatized, gaslit, and abused an entire group of queer people back into the closet. fuck every single person who doesn’t take that seriously.

My personal experience is just that, but it’s really indicative that I have watched almost every single ace and aro person I know, irl and online, actively recloset themselves as a direct result of the consequences of The Disc Horse™

I watched irl queer groups disintegrate bc a few ppl who got into leadership positions used that to make the space hostile towards ace ppl (among others as well), saw friends go from being loud and proud aces n aros to actively avoiding any mention of it and letting ppl assume their sexuality. I myself, having been IDing as ace for 10 years at least, have in the past couple since this whole “"discourse”“ came into being, actively and intentionally stopped telling anyone at all that I’m ace. To put that in some kind of perspective, I am incredibly out as trans and will actively out myself pretty constantly except to total strangers I will never see again. I feel safer telling ppl I’m trans than ace. Especially in queer spaces. It’s fucked me up so much I didn’t even quite grasp how much but today my therapist asked me for the first time about like romantic relationships and I physically could not say I am aro and ace. Completely incapable, utterly frozen, and I just kinda let her believe what she will. Ironically the fact that I’ve gone from being willing and ready to tell ppl I’m ace as just another facet of myself to entirely unable and unsolicited to tell anyone, is probably a thing one might want to talk w one’s therapist about.

This has really fucked not just the community at large but fucked up individual ace ppl in so many ways. It’s not something “funny” or remotely harmless, it’s absolutely devastated us.

for people in the notes looking for “elder” aces, i just wanna say that i’m 28 years old and am also desperately searching for that representation. i first found out about asexuality through tumblr when i was 21 and started identifying as asexual when i was 21-22 (around 2012). i’ve sought other online ace communities but nothing compared to tumblr. i mean, props to aven for existing as a repository of resources but in terms of just chatting with other aces “in the wild” as it were, tumblr was the perfect place.

but then this fucking shit happened. around 2015 is when it really kicked into high gear. “discoursers” or exclusionists or aphobes or however you want to refer to them consider asexuality to be a joke and that everyone who identifies as ace is a cringey cishet college-aged white girl who loves dr who. recycled biphobia, homophobia, and even terf rhetoric made its way into the mainstream tumblr conscious by reframing the arguments to target ace people (you’re only X because you’re ugly/can’t get laid; you aren’t part of the community if your partner is of a different gender; maybe something happened to you to make you this way; have you had your hormones checked?; by accepting this identity you are allowing the oppressor to infiltrate our spaces; etc.). you know, in case you think this is just about “snick snack” memes.

this has alienated ace people of color, who already struggle with desexualization/hypersexualization, disabled aces, ace survivors, trans aces, mentally ill aces, neurodiverse/AUTISTIC ACES (you guys get REAL fuckin nervous when i highlight that the majority of your jeering about aces’ perceived awkwardness, missed social cues, infantilization/dehumanization, or “unfuckability”/“cringey-ness” are repackaged ableism, especially considering that a good percentage of the ace community is also autistic), and both young AND older aces. 

younger people are being discouraged from exploring the possibility of being asexual by exclusionists for reasons that vary from internalized homophobia to asexuality being a side effect of SSRIs. they are being told that they are “actually” something other than what they say they are, or that they are broken, or that they’re too young to know, or that our ace identity is simultaneously something that must be excruciatingly examined to determine its “cause” yet so irrelevant that it’s unworthy of discussion or representation—”nobody cares that you don’t want to have sex”. i WISH i had known about asexuality as a teenager, as a kid. I wish i had saved myself from so much grief, abuse, pain, and corrective rape by not subjecting myself to experiences that i hoped would “fix” me. 

and older people like me, who in the grand scheme of things is uhhh really not that much older than the majority of tumblr, are ridiculed for having a presence on tumblr in general, let alone as an asexual person. aces over 30? 40? 50? unicorns. conjured rhetoric. people straight-up don’t believe they exist. people ten years my junior attempt to deny and erase the lived history of aces by saying asexuality was “invented” only ten years ago. i have been terrified of attempting to enter Q* spaces irl because i have heard from even my IRL gay friends that aces do not belong, that “it’s not important enough to form an identity around”, that we are not oppressed enough or we just desperately want to be oppressed. 

i have only heard in passing of people much older than i am who are ace. i have absolutely zero examples to turn to of people like me continuing to live a long life or any evidence that i am worth loving unless i become a parent, which i don’t want to do. when you’re a teenager there’s more discussion about sexual boundaries, but what about dating in my 30s? what adult is going to be satisfied knowing i can never validate their sexual attraction, unless they were ace like me (less than 1% of the population)? am i forced to be alone forever? you can imagine how bleak my future feels. 

it pisses me off that i’m seen as a curmudgeon who “just doesn’t get the young people’s humor” when i have to beg people that i consider friends, for the eight billionth time, to stop making/reblogging jokes about how “cringey” aces are or are tongue-in-cheek declaring themselves to be aphobes, and then those people try to assuage me with respectability politics about how it’s about “THOSE” aces on tumblr and not, yknow, me, who is “one of the good ones”. and since the jokes themselves are so juvenile, it further compounds on the poor social graces and stoicism assumed of asexual people if I’m getting upset over ace war criminal moodboards or whatever the fuck. EVERY time i post about asexual ANYTHING on tumblr, to this day, i lose followers. without fail. people dont bat a lash when i spam 20 untagged posts in a row about a fandom they dont care about but i post two positive words about asexuality and theyre gone.

the environment promoted on tumblr condemns asexuality as a social deficit, as an attack on other Q* identities, as a subject of derision and embarrassment, as an identity lacking in “woke” capital, and makes every effort to expunge us from communities we have already belonged to in favor of making our own while also actively seeking out and dismantling those communities. if tumblr really is in its last days, i sincerely hope that these awful practices will die with it. 

this picture was taken in 1973, asexuality has been part of the lgbt+ community longer than you’ve been alive.

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kjthetalekeeper:

gay little bean

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cincosechzehn:

heatheralicewatson:

snarksandkisses:

Also good to keep THIS SHIT in mind:

You can have a favorite in the primaries, and even make a passionate case for your favorite, without drilling down on why the other candidates are monsters. You really truly can.

remember: the “perfection or nothing” mentality is what kept people from voting in 2016. it’s how we got this mess to begin with.

be pragmatic.

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sexhaver:

remember when Hillary said she always had hot sauce in her bag after Formation released and everyone was making fun of her for desperately trying to appeal to the youth and not realizing that Beyonce didnt mean literal hot sauce in the song and then some Hillary stan blog crawled out of the woodwork and pulled out receipts proving that she has in fact habitually kept a literal bottle of hot sauce in her purse dating back to at least the early 90s

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vr4300:

extreme-levels-of-violet:

grawly:

can somebody tell me why y2k and… y..2k38?… are problems and how they even happen? i still don’t totally understand it.

The basic problem behind both is a lack of forethought.

Back in the pre-2000s, especially in the 70s and early 80s, computers had very little RAM. Therefore, rather than store all four digits of the year - say “1999”, many computers and programs only kept the last two digits - “99”. Computers also had very little storage, so the date was often stored that way as well.

The obvious problem with this is once a new century begins, you roll back to “00”, which a program could potentially interpret as suddenly being 100 years in the past. There was a lot of hysteria surrounding Y2K (people thought things like banking software would spontaneously combust and society would collapse) but most important programs and databases were updated in time for Y2K to not affect them, and otherwise mostly only minor bugs really occurred.

Fast forward to today: most computers store time using a method called “UNIX time”. Basically, time is stored as the number of seconds that have elapsed since January 1st, 1970. The problem is UNIX time is stored in a signed 32 bit integer. A signed 32 bit integer can store any number between -2,147,483,648 and 2,147,483,647. It just happens that 2,147,483,647 seconds from January 1st, 1970 lands somewhere around 2038. When a variable overflows the maximum possible number, it rolls back to the minimum possible number. This may cause computers and software to believe the date is somewhere around 1901.

The good news is that UNIX time can be stored in any arbitrary number of bits. We can simply move to 64 bits and be good until the heat death of the universe.

The bad news is fixing legacy systems (from the viewpoint of 2038, so fixing everything that currently exists and is going to exist in the next couple decades) is going to be a lot more complex than fixing the Y2K bug.

Since essentially all platforms store UNIX time in 32 bits (yes, even our modern 64 bit systems), nearly all code that uses the UNIX time (or gets the date at all, since the library that retrieves the date is almost certain to use UNIX time) assumes the time is stored in a signed 32 bit integer. Making any sort of change to that means breaking compatibility with a lot of code. As in, all the code that exists today, and all the code that will continue to be made until we fix the problem. There’s going to be more than half a century of code to fix by the time 2038 rolls around.

Past that, the internet is a much bigger worry now than it was in 1999. Much of the internet relies on certificates for security that are only valid in a certain date range, of which 1901 is certainly included in none. Try setting your computer’s clock a few years in the past then try accessing any website that uses https. If the 2038 problem isn’t fixed in time, essentially all services that rely on the internet will no longer be accessible. That’s a pretty massive problem that really could cause the collapse of society if it isn’t fixed.

There’s a multitude of other areas where solving the 2038 problem is non-trivial as well. In addition to that, nobody really seems to be worried about this problem yet. Expect to see mass panic a few years before 2038 comes as everyone suddenly realizes “oh shit we need to fix this now”.

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hanramz-the-fander:

aroacesofcolor:

theshitpostcalligrapher:

req’d by @tookmelongenough-right

AAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY wordplay

Classy Ace/Aro meme to close out this hell of a year

HECK YEAH

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alextomymaggie:

Alex: Did you ever realize that-

Maggie: Babe.

Alex: Bullets are the only thing doing there job after being fired.

Maggie: [hits Alex with a pillow] Let me sleep woman it’s 3AM

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myaekingheart:

alotofbooksalittletime:

bitter-as-wormwood-13:

my-thoughts-and-junk:

bookporn:

I’m still laughing with mine XD

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Boy Bands, Hate, and Other Reasons No One Will Talk To Me

Sounds like an angsty young adult novel. I’m in!

Popularity, Hate, and Other impossible ordeals

Boy Bands, Vampires and Other Things the Fairies Stole.

Keep them, please.

Happy Endings, My Butt, and Other Things That Nearly Killed Me. 

Sounds accurate. 

Summertime, Bookclubs and other signs of the end of the world

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two-gay-witches:

elliesgaymachete:

Glinda is a femme lesbian with the worst case of compulsory heterosexuality I’ve ever seen in my life and Elphaba is bisexual and attracted to anyone who has ever been nice to her

GOOD POST OP

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