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Bruce Campbell, his dad, and his body doubles on the set of Army of Darkness (1992)
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If I die, scatter my body parts in front of all these company's locations
I’m an expert on Still’s Disease, both as a researcher and as someone living with it since childhood. Despite this, I’ve spent the past six months fighting to access the biologic medication that keeps my rare autoinflammatory disease in check. Short of explaining all the ways Still's Disease is terrifying, this medication literally keeps me both stable and alive. After six month of fighting, I still don’t have it. My uncontrolled disease is running rampant. The excess inflammation is worsening the bulging cervical discs I have, causing immense pain on top of endless frustration. Between a self-funded insurance plan through my spouse's employer, the plan's administrator, delays from the pharmacy benefit manager, and a lack of urgency from those with the power to help, I may not receive my medication before traveling to Spain next week for the OMERACT meeting — a meeting focused on improving health outcomes for rheumatology patients. Despite my relentless efforts to navigate the system, I’ve been met with silence, slow responses, shifting responsibility, and even apathy. This never should’ve happened in the first place. I was previously receiving Ilaris from the Novartis patient assistance program. They ended these programs for anyone with private insurance at the end of 2024, leaving countless patients like me without a safety net and in excruciatingly declining physical and emotional health. If someone like me — someone who knows the disease, the system, how to advocate — has this much trouble accessing essential care, I can’t help but wonder how many others are quietly struggling or have been forced to switch back to a medication that was not effective. Despite how people view me as positively stubborn, I've been struggling with feeling forgotten, dismissed, and being too exhausted or in pain to handle all of this. I don’t know what else to do anymore. The hundreds of hours I've spent coordinating between my provider, the PBM, the insurance plan administrators, and even my spouse's HR representative all feel like they've been for nothing. What I do know is that this isn’t right. This system must change, and it has to prioritize people's lives over profits. Patients deserve better. I deserve better — especially when the consequences of not having medication can be fatal. Note: Everything I share here reflects my personal experience and views — not those of my employers, collaborators, or any organizations I am affiliated with. I’m speaking for myself, sharing a deeply real, painful, and ongoing struggle that has taken an immense toll on my health, my hope, and the joy I had for this year.
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Just Ally coming right for me personally with their reasons for going to therapy.
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hey americans there is a recall on testosterone gel because they found benzene in it! please check the lot numbers on your batches, benzene is really not something you want to be rubbing into your skin, also you might be eligible for compensation because this is just insane what the fuck


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Just saw a YouTube short refer to the book as "Moby Richard"
I despise algorithm-driven speech so much.
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DAMSON IDRIS The 2025 Met Gala Celebrating "Superfine: Tailoring Black Style" (May 5, 2025)
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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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Have you seen this post?

You probably have. It currently has over 120,000 notes, largely because of this addition.

Of course it's going to get reblogged, this kind of unsourced factoid does numbers on here. But something about it wasn't quite right.
A bit of searching turned up the origin of the "fact".


Alright, so it's someone who posted this on reddit 4 years ago and somehow ended up in the search hits. And the post confuses the electric eel (from South America) with the electric catfish (from the Nile, which the Egyptians would have known about).

Reminder: this is an electric eel (Electrophorus electricus). It is from South America. (image from Wikipedia)

And this is an electric catfish (Malapterurus electricus). It is from the Nile and would have been familiar to the ancient Egyptians. (image from Wikipedia)
And then of course people were speculating in the notes to that post about trade routes between South America and Egypt. Excellent scholarship everyone.
At this point I was ready to call it another made-up internet fact that gets reified by people repeating it. But something was still bothering me.
An ancient Egyptian slab from 3100 BC. What could that be...
Oh.

The Narmer palette. It's the goddamn Narmer palette. (image, once again, from Wikipedia)
So where is this "angry catfish"?
It's not the Egyptian name for the electric catfish.
It's... Narmer. It's Narmer himself.
Narmer's name is written as above (detail of top middle of the palette), using the catfish (n`r) and the chisel (mr), giving N'r-mr. The chisel is associated with pain, so this reads as "painful catfish", "striking catfish", or, yes, "angry catfish" or other similar variants, although some authors have suggested that it means "Beloved of [the catfish god] Nar".
So.
Where does this leave us?
It would appear that this redditor not only confused electric eels with electric catfish, but also confused a Pharaoh's name with the name of a fish. And then it got pushed to the top search hits by a crappy search engine and shared uncritically on tumblr.
In short, "the electric eel is called angry catfish" factoid actually literacy error. Angry Catfish, who ruled upper Egypt and smote his enemies, is an outlier adn should not have been counted.
Also the Arabic name for the electric catfish is raad (thunder) or raada (thunderer).
References
Afsaruddin, A., & Zahniser, A. H. M. (1997). Humanism, culture, and language in the Near East: studies in honor of Georg Krotkoff. Eisenbrauns.
Clayton, P. A. (2001). Chronicle of the Pharaohs. Thames & Hudson.
Godron, G. (1949). A propos du nom royal. Annales du Service des antiquités de l'Egypte, 49, 217-221.
Sperveslage, G., & Heagy, T. C. (2023). A tail's tale: Narmer, the catfish, and bovine symbolism. The Journal of Egyptian Archaeology, 109(1), 3-319.
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I was at the liberty museum in Philadelphia and saw this next to a stairwell

Official ominous sign
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this is how people on tumblr talk about men they like (x)
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