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Least Bittern my love....fundamentally unserious beast

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THIS WAS LAST MONTH:

In front of more than 20 executives, including from Chevron, Exxon, and Occidental Petroleum, he promised to increase oil drilling in the Gulf of Mexico, remove hurdles to drilling in the Alaskan Arctic, and reverse new rules designed to cut car pollution. He would also overturn the Biden administration’s decision in January to pause new natural gas export permits which have been denounced as “climate bombs.”

“You’ll get it on the first day,” Trump said, according to the Post, citing an unnamed dinner attendee.

Trump’s exhortation to the oil executives that they were wealthy enough to pour $1 billion into his campaign war-chest, at the same time pledging a U-turn on Biden’s efforts to combat the climate crisis, was immediately denounced on Wednesday by environmental groups. “One billion dollars for Trump, a devastating climate future for the rest of us,” said Pete Maysmith of the League of Conservation Voters (LCV).

i'm GenX. I don't have children. But I care about millennials and everyone younger than me and the life forms who are trapped with us on this lovely little planet.

You deserve better. People in other countries who will be harmed by these rich monsters deserve better.

please vote for the future—  especially yours.

 (Remember, Trump is even more likely to support genocide. Some of his first executive orders as president were anti-Muslim.)

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are all animals dangerous?

every animal has the potential to be dangerous under certain circumstances. for instance, a dog could bite you, a moth could distract a UPS driver into plowing through your living room window, you could inhale and choke on an earthworm.

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love it when butterflies try to camouflage themselves but I can still see them like omgggg little do you know I can see many shades and colors and can tell many shapes apart very quickly…. could eat you right now if I wanted

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Recently a friend of mine told me that one of our local bagel places, Chicago Bagel & Bialy, was also serving pizza, made with their bialy dough. Bialy dough isn't all that far from pizza dough to begin with, but I misheard him and thought they were somehow serving pizza with a bagel-dough crust. I spent days wondering about the logistics. Bagel dough has to be boiled before being baked, and obviously you can't boil a pizza. Did they steam it before baking? Did they just not bother with the boiling step?

Anyway, I decided to try my hand at "bagel pizza poppers" which are balls of bagel stuffed with a mixture of sauce, mozzarella cheese, and "toppings". I made a batch of King Arthur Sandwich Bagel dough, then added some food coloring while kneading in order to color-code by filling -- red for pepperoni, green for sauteed mushroom, yellow for caramelized onion. I split the dough by weight, hand-stretched each piece and stuffed it with a spoonful of filling, then sealed, boiled, and baked.

They came out really, really nicely -- basically they taste like Hot Pockets look like they should taste, and they still have that nice chewy exterior. A few of them burst during baking, but the filling mostly stayed inside, and they reheat well in the microwave or oven.

[ID: Two images of the pizza bagel poppers. On the left they are not yet cooked, sitting on quarter-sheet pans sprinkled with cornmeal; there are six red ones, six green ones, and five yellow ones (I dropped a yellow one). On the right, they are visible after baking; they have slight browning on top, and the nearest one in the photograph, a green one, has split open slightly to show a mixture of sauce, cheese, and sauteed mushrooms inside.]

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Mobility assistance

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I need the eggs to hatch into his children more than I've ever needed anything in my life!!!

a blobbin’ robin hatched!

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Corporations depend on taxpayers to subsidize their dependence on poverty wages.

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“We’re Not So Different, You And I” - Part 60

(check out the other parts here)

What do these four have in common?

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Cass didn’t understand the concept of fair most of the time. It was the emptiest of words, which meant a lot considering Cass found most words empty, like fragile porcelain cups tipped on their sides and cracked useless. The others used it—never Bruce, or Alfred, but the younger ones, and even Dick sometimes, in a voice that went deliberately flat as if to fight against a rise—and people on the street and in shows, people she overheard, but she was never convinced she understood the concept. Things were as they were. Fair was a different thing from right or just, which were also words that were just as slippery, but that struck a voiceless resonance deep inside her in a way that fair did not.

Now, though, Cass thought she might be approaching an understanding. Cats were not fair in a way that specifically aggrieved her, which she thought might be a vital component to fairness.

It did not seem fair, for instance, that kittens were so lovely. She had never much paid attention to cats in her old life, as they were not survival, and survival was what she needed. When she had noticed them, she had liked them. What was not to like about a creature that kept its own counsel but was readable in a way that humans were readable—that is to say, perfectly plainly, if you knew how to look, though few seemed to try.

Cass looked, and she found them sensible. Of course a fast, frontal approach by a stranger would be seen as aggressive. Of course crowding one’s space without permission was a cause for offense. Sitting near but not next, in total silence and apparent disinterest was a valid form of bonding. Turning one’s back was an act of trust. Staring unblinkingly was off-putting and offensive. Slow, languid blinks were markers of affection.

Cass understood all this easily. It was one of the reasons she had so quickly trusted Bruce. He was very like a cat. She didn’t think that was why that woman liked him so much, but Cass also didn’t think that his cat-ness hurt. It certainly hadn’t hurt with Cass.

Cats were also very soft, and Cass liked soft things. She liked nearly everything about cats—their sleek or fluffy fur, their triangled noses, their expressive tails. She liked the kitten that lived in her home now, at least in theory. It had arrived in her absence, a pleasant surprise, when most surprises weren’t. It was very small and very frightened. It made itself bigger any time anyone looked at it, and the effort made it seem that much smaller. It had black fur with white paws, a white tuft on its chest, and a white cap to its tail, like a little suit. In a family of both suits and suits, Cass found the kitten entirely appropriate.

Also appropriate, but less appealing, was its ability to perform inexplicable disappearances from the one place it was allowed to be (Damian’s room) and reappearances in others where it was not (everywhere else.) This usually did not cause too much trouble. Damian was very responsible with his pet and spent a good deal of time with it, so he was quick to notice when it went missing. Wary as it was of others, the kitten took care not to cross paths with the humans of the house when it went on its adventures.

The kitten was not allowed in Cass’s room. This was not her rule, not exactly. It was Bruce’s rule, and Alfred’s, because the first time Cass met the kitten, it was clear they couldn’t be in the same space without Cass’s face melting. That’s what it had felt like, anyways, the sudden slide of her eyes and nose and mouth into liquid form like an ice cream zapped in a microwave. Cass, for all her self-preservation, wouldn’t have connected the attack to the hissing ball of fur in Damian’s arms, but Bruce had explained the concept of allergies as best he could.

This was all top of mind for Cassandra at present because as she lay sprawled on her bed, she sneezed three times in a row, which meant the kitten was somewhere in her room.

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Does this count as finding a walrus at your door?

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So apparently some people new to Tumblr think a repost and a reblog are the same thing, so when they see creators asking for people to not repost, they're thinking the creators are saying to not reblog 😭

Y'all, a repost is when you copy/download the work and create a new post using the work making it seem as if it's yours. A reblog is you using a site provided feature to share the creator's post directly from the creator so that it's still credited to them and they still get all of the traction/notes from the work.

Please, reblog fics/art/etc. that you enjoy! Reblogging is not reposting! Creatives need support too, and reblogging is a way to do that!

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My conversations with children