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On the subject about parents needing to control their child's reading and invade their privacy in order to "protect" them from "inappropriate material:

Until I was in....college? At least? The vast, vast majority of the books I read were either a) assigned by my school or b) (the vast majority of my reading) provided to me by my mother.

My mom is a librarian. She filled our rooms with books, picked especially for us. She pointed out books on the shelves in our home library (separate from our bedroom shelves) that she thought we would like. She bought us books for birthdays, Christmas, and just stacks of recommendations. She once paid me $10 to read one of the Cirque Du Freak books because she said I needed "to be exposed to bad literature."

She respected my privacy in room, didn't go through my belongings. She explicitly pointed out to us that she wouldn't know if we took a particular book of the shelf, as long as we returned it, if we didn't want her to know we were reading it. She purposely brought us books that she didn't care for herself, because she thought we might find them valuable or enjoyable.

And if we wanted to read something she thought might upset or disturb us, she would explain why. She wouldn't stop us from reading it - just ask us to check in with her, to talk through it.

And so when I read something that upset or disturbed me, I would go to her. She would listen and talk through it with me.

If she said she didn't think I would like something, or that a book might disturb me, or that she thought I should wait until I was older, I listened to her.

She didn't need restrictions or control to protect me. Because she proved I could trust her.

Controlling kids is never about "protecting" them. It's just about control.

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Just learned this absolutely delightful bit of etymology:

During the 15th century, the English had an endearing practice of granting common human names to the birds that lived among them. Virtually every bird in that era had a name, and most of them, like Will Wagtail and Philip Sparrow have been long forgotten. Polly Parrot has stuck around, and Tom Tit and Jenny Wren, personable companions of the English countryside, are names still sometimes found in children’s rhymes. Other human names, however, have been incorporated so durably into the common names that still grace birds as to almost entirely obscure their origin. The Magpie, a loquacious black and white bird with a penchant for snatching shiny objects, once bore the simple name “pie,” probably coming from its Roman name, “pica.” The English named these birds Margaret, which was then abbreviated to Maggie, and finally left at Mag Pie. The vocal, crow-like bird called Jackdaw was also once just a “daw” named “Jack.”  The English also gave their ubiquitous and beloved orange-bellied, orb-shaped, wren-sized bird a human name. The first recorded Anglo-Saxon name for the Eurasian Robin was ruddoc, meaning “little red one.” By the medieval period, its name evolved to redbreast (the more accurate term orange only entered the English language when the fruit of the same name reached Great Britain in the 16th century). The English chose the satisfyingly alliterative name Robert for the redbreast, which they then changed to the popular Tudor nickname Robin. Soon enough, the name Robin Redbreast became so identified with the bird that Redbreast was dropped because it seemed so redundant. 

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It's crazy how many people use Death of the Author to mean "separating the art from the artist" when it's actually not supposed to have anything to do with who the author is as a person and is supposed to be about the idea that the author's interpretation of their own work should not be seen as the definitive, correct opinion on that work. Like you're not supposed to invoke Death of the Author when JK Rowling devotes her entire life and fortune to transphobia, you're supposed to invoke it when Trent Reznor says Closer by Nine Inch Nails isn't a sex song.

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So here we are, on September 30th, the iconic sound of the early internet will be silenced forever.

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According to Know Your Meme, on August 18th, 2005, Erwin Beekveld brought forth this work into the world. HAPPY TEN YEAR ANNIVERSARY, THEY’RE TAKING THE HOBBITS TO ISENGARD.

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"can we normalize-" NO!!!!!! we do not need to expand whats considered normal!!! we need to teach people to stop reacting judgmentally when encountering something new and weird!!!! things dont need to be normal to be respected!!!!!!!!!!

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have you lot heard about the tiktoker who’s taking on the actual government over a parking ticket? because she’s a hero

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may all your favorite fanfic writers never lose their hyperfixation and love for your blorbos so they keep writing fanfics about your blorbos forever

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I ONLY read kink fics when they have an EXPLICIT negotiation BEFORE the scene (reading the ao3 tags✅), a checkin DURING the scene (I didn’t tab away and continued to read👍🏼) and aftercare AFTER the scene (leaving kudos ❤️and a lil comment💬)

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once these 15 million different stressful situations resolve themselves I’m gonna be so normal again. I can be normal and not exhausted

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just some lads, being fellows

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Almost my whole family is together for the first time in 6 years (sadly missing one spouse and two cousins because it wasn't affordable for them to all fly over for the weekend, but my brother is here). Had a really lovely conversation with them last night, including our collective realisations about our collective neurodivergence, and the four spouses/partners at the table sharing knowing looks.

My brother also played mum the "no more fucks to give" song. Cue 5 full grown adults (only I am under 40, and not for that much longer) staring at their elderly mother to see if she will laugh at the sweary song (she did).

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so joe answered a question of “which music your characters would listen to / what did you listen to during acting” and his choice for Arthur Inception was this

and, some key characteristics of the well tempered clavier are:

“…While a masterpiece of musical art,

“..Bach also designed it for teaching and learning,

….showcasing his mastery of counterpoint and keyboard technique…”

“Despite its technical challenges, the collection is praised for its emotional depth,

with pieces ranging from joyful

to melancholic,

and from delicate

to powerful”

in Mal’s words, it does seem like Arthur’s taste

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rb to tell prev they're being so brave right now and pat their head a little please

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One thing I think comic books are missing is the collection of vaguely weird student and professional artists that would be sending polite but occasionally unhinged requests to every super-powered human known to the public.

"Hey, Superman, I wrote seven secrets on this, can you quick compress it between these two bits of metal so it's hidden forever?"

"Hey Spider-Man, would you be down to just like, web the hell out of the inside of this cardboard box? I've been gathering your stuff from crime scenes but it'd be awesome to have some clean samples." "Hey Batman, can you... you know what, never mind. Hey Robin could you stick this to the highest point in Gotham? I swear it's biodegradable."

"Hey Wonder Woman, I know the Greeks don't *technically* do holy water but can you do some kind of blessing on this bottle? It's for a project." "Hey Flash, can you vibrate for me in the studio so I can cut the sounds into a track?"

"Hey, Green Lantern, you don't happen to know the Pantone shade of your ring, do you?" I am sure someone's going to point me at some kind of existing example but I really feel like this should literally be happening constantly.