Black AFAB enby (she/they) born in 1994. Asexual, Panromantic, and Mostly Harmless. Things I love: baking, cooking, music, cats, cute stationary, cozy games, and (failing at) being a menace. I also run "monsterhunterthings"!
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The reading comprehension and overall common sense on this website is piss poor.
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you can go back to the past but nobody’s there
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THE GRIFTER LIFE CYCLE:
Grifter Nebula - Grifter is young, plucky, full of Idealogical zeal and original ideas. They understand the modern media landscape, and see a gap. This is Steven Crowder in his "change my mind" era.
Grifter Star - Grifter successfully gathers enough social capital to form a self-sustaining media presence. They no longer need to scrounge for listeners/followers/readers. They've found a niche and they can stick to it, but there's work to be done. They make enough money to be comfortable, but not enough that their decisions are entirely driven by profit. This is 99% of conservative YouTubers. Jordan Peterson is here.
Grifter Giant - A breakthrough. The grifter successfully enters the mainstream. Viral success, a radio show, a pastorship at a church, a memeable interview on FOX has brought a massive, massive audience to the grifter. The grifter now has real social power. The things the grifter says have a real chance of influencing actual political policy. The realm of Andrew Tate, Candice Owens post daily wire, and Alex Jones just post 9/11.
Grifter Planetary Nebula - A rare stage, not every grifter achieves this state. Most skip directly to the break point. Here, the grifter IS the discourse. This is Rush Limbaugh at the height of his career, Elon Musk during his time in the white house, every preacher at the height of the satanic panic. Politicians pray at your altar. They come to YOU, not the other way around. Not just the fringe weirdos either. Actual, respectable people have to factor you in. Ends when the grifter dies of lung cancer at 75.
BREAK POINT - CHOSE A PATH:
Grifter Black Hole - After years of dominating the grifting narrative, copycats emerge. The grifter begins to drown in a media landscape chock full of modern impressions of their schtick. The grifter loses relevance among the sleek, exciting, copycats, and is forced to say increasingly insane shit to stay relevant. Or is frankly seen as an embarrassing relic of a previous age, Associating with the grifter at this point COSTS social capital, and usually isn't worth it. This is Elon Musk post white House, Milo Yianopolus post defending pedophilia.
Grifter White Dwarf - Grifter quietly fades into obscurity. She took everything in the divorce, and your expenses are pretty modest. The grifter can get by on the core audience they built up over the years, slowly drinking themselves to death as they podcast from the Florida suburbs. You are crashing on Andrew Tates couch, but he doesn't put you in videos.
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STOP LINKING ATTRACTIVENESS WITH MORALITY (“notice how the person with the bad opinion is ugly?”)
STOP LINKING WEIGHT WITH MORALITY (“lmao look how fit all the people with Good Opinion are, Person I Hate is Fat”)
STOP LINKING AGE WITH MORALITY (“people with Good Opinion just don’t age I swear!”)
STOP LINKING HEALTH WITH MORALITY (“Well xyz health problem is what Person I Hate gets for being shitty!”)
STOP IT STOP IT STOP IT
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sometimes a vibe is caught and it needs to be followed through
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Even though you're a filthy fuckin cheater, I still love ya😭!
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Recent posts have inspired me to put out a Lucian thirst trap.
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I want to tell a story to the artists and would-be artists out there.
When I was 19, I made a large oil painting of the nerd I would eventually marry. I poured all my attention and care into this painting. It's the only art I have from back then that still holds up as a work I'm proud of today.
I entered it into a judged show at the local art center. It got an honorable mention. I went to see the show with my beloved model. One of the judges came up to talk to me, and highlighted that all the judges really liked the painting. It would have placed, except, you see, the feet were incorrect. They were too wide and short, and if I just studied a bit more anatomy-
I called over my future wife, and asked her to take off her shoe. Being already very used to humoring me, she did. The judge looked at her very short, very wide little foot. Exactly as I'd lovingly rendered it. I would never edit her appearance in any way.
The judge looked me in the eye, and to his credit, he really looked like he meant it when he said "Oh I'm so sorry."
Anyways the moral of the story is that all of those anatomy books that teach you proportions are either showing you averages, or a very specific idea of an idealized body. Actual bodies are much more varied than that.
So don't forget to draw from observation, and remember that humans aren't mass produced mannequins. Delight in our variation. Because it's supposed to be there.
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this is perpetually on loop in my head and i love it
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i’m sick and tired of people pretending that burger isn’t delicious just to clown on americans. america deserves the ridicule, but why’s burger catching strays? burger did nothing wrong
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Two Women in Harlem, New York, July 1970 ♡ Photographed by Jack Garofalo
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the purest form of serotonin is when a cat looks at u and u go like “what?” and it meows at u
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