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vierranliveshere · 2 days
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This might be a very controversial take but Sybil being fat with no hair and Adora being weird about golems and Granny being old and a virgin and Magrat being ugly and Agnes being fat and Nanny being Nanny and Cheery existing does more for feminism than 90% of intentionally "feminist" media produced in the past 5-10 years actually
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The top one of those three is 150mL, which is not a lot of soy sauce. If you are having sushi at a restaurant, there's a reasonable chance that that guy is just on the table. If it's a fancy restaurant they may transfer it to a kind of pitcher thing.
So apparently the Americans are unaware that in Australia, all soy sauce is distributed via tiny 1-inch fish bottles
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Imagine a whole country never having tasted the nectar of the microplastic marlon, no wonder America is like that
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vierranliveshere · 2 days
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Becaise I'm tired of seeing this happen to other bloggers & also frequently myself:
If someone talks about being unable to do something without assistance due to a disability, and how that influences their life, how that dependency on others is scary and can be exploited etc. And your only response is "I experience this except I end up doing the thing by myself because no one helps me". and then they tell you "hey, you deserve to get support for this when you need it. but this is actually not the same as my experience because if i do not get help i absolutely can not get it done by myself. Like I'm fully unable to do this." And your response is to get mad / accuse them of trying to be "divisive" / telling them they're dismissing your struggles / blaming them for your feelings about this response essentially / calling them ableist for literally just pointing out the fact that there is a difference between these situations / etc, then you are the problem.
Just for a minute try to imagine what it's like. That you can not do something without assistance. Let's say you absolutely can not drive a car even if your life depended on it. You completely rely on being driven around. You can not do anything that requites a car without another person being physically there the entire time and holding the steering wheel. And tons of people see you talk about that and join in with "yeah I also can't drive in theory, but I still do it because I have to because my life depends on it". That does not feel good. That is a constant reminder that hey! Other people can totally do this even though its hard! If your support vanishes you can not do this thing your life depends on no matter how hard you try! The voices of people who actually experience the same thing as you get drowned out in the flood of these "I totally get it"s from people who do in fact, not totally get it. Because In reality, one of you is sitting behind a wheel and the other isnt and Never Will.
Acknowledging differences is not the enemy. We are not arguing about emotions here. We are literally begging people to see that two physical realities are different. And no matter how often we say that you still deserve support and that we acknowledge that things are hard and exhausting for you and sometimes even dangerous, that isnt enough for you? Every time I try to get one of these people to see reason I tell them: I know this is hard for you. I know this is exhausting for you. I acknowledge your reality. But that's not what they want to hear. So, what more do you want? For me to lay down and say "yeah actually we experience totally the same things" and then watch as the healthcare system out to save every penny tries to dismantle my support system because well, if I try really hard I'll probably get it done myself?
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vierranliveshere · 3 days
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Plz reblog for a bigger sample size
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vierranliveshere · 4 days
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You know how the weirdest moments of your life always happen when you're having the worst days?
So today I gave up and left work at lunch because I'd been staring mindlessly at my PC for an hour and it didn't seem like staying would benefit anyone, and I walked to my train station in a fugue state and I got on the escalator and then I noticed some weird noises coming from the ceiling. Sort of screeching/chirping. I was hoping it was a peregrine falcon because my train station has a lot of pigeons and they could use some population control, so I looked around and was able to locate the origin of the squawks.
They were coming from the large wire cage around one of the big floodlights that hang from the ceiling. Because, as I said, the station has pigeons, and apparently someone decided the pigeons should not be allowed to access the lights, only it turns out that those big wire cages are sort of like fish traps. There's space around the top that is apparently big enough for a pigeon to get in. It might even be big enough for the pigeon to have gotten out, if it hadn't panicked and started flapping and squawking.
I went back up and got the station agent, who did a visible double-take, came out of his booth, looked up at the lamp, and went to report it to maintenance.
Of course, I am only 80% sure this happened. I'm so tired I might have hallucinated it.
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vierranliveshere · 4 days
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on Tuesday, I thought there was a good chance of him dying overnight. he was whimpering in pain in his sleep, and it kept me wide awake. every hour so I’d check to make sure he was still breathing. the next day, after receiving medication, he chased Pangur through the house at full speed and then jumped on Grim’s back like a goat. he went from almost a corpse to so full of life that it was actively a problem, in the space of 24 hours. it’s probably insulting to call this medicine magic, because it disregards all the human labour that went into creating it, but to a pedestrian like me, it really does seem like magic
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vierranliveshere · 5 days
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This is apparently a hotter take than I thought but: hating on lawyers as a profession, calling them inherently dishonest etc. is politically reactionary. It discourages defendants from seeking legal counsel, puts forth the idea that it’s inherently suspicious to insist on seeing a lawyer before you answer police questioning (your constitutional right!) etc. which ultimately just benefits the state in making it easier for them to convict you. This is one of those things that “progressives” who were raised conservative often don’t realize is one of the parts of their parents’ worldview they should question more, but they should. Not only are lawyers not The Problem with “our system,” but having someone who is educated in the law whose job is to represent your interests in court — getting one regardless of your ability to pay, even! — is in fact one of the best parts of it.
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vierranliveshere · 8 days
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WHY are some parents like “ooo we hate each other but we’re staying together for the kids” no no NO you’re fucking fighting and screaming at each other every day you’re traumatizing that fucking kid and making it worse
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vierranliveshere · 9 days
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AND YET A TRACE OF THE TRUE SELF EXISTS IN THE FALSE SELF
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vierranliveshere · 11 days
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Birds of Aotearoa! At the very least, a couple of them!
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vierranliveshere · 12 days
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Observations from the nursing home: people who accept that their bodies have limitations and attempt to work with them do much better than people who angrily try to do all the things they used to be able to do, or refuse to try alternate approaches when they cease to be able to do things. You cannot punish yourself into being healthy. You have to be flexible and willing to try things. The guy who asked for a wheelchair as well as his walker because he *can* still walk out to sit in the sun but sometimes it completely exhausts him and he wants the option? One of the healthiest 93-year-olds I've seen. The guy who refused to spend less time sitting (and more time lying down) in order to let his pressure sore heal? Died last week of an infection at 78. The trait that matters is adaptability. Taking care of your body will require different things at different times. You have to be ready to try things.
A lot of younger people have no idea what aging actually looks and feels like, and the reasons behind it. That ignorance is so dangerous. If you don’t want to “be old,” you aren’t talking about a number of years. I have patients in their late 80s who could still handily beat me in a race—one couple still runs marathons together, in their late 80s—and I lost someone who was in her early 60s to COPD last year. What you want is not youth, it is health.
If you want to still be able to enjoy doing things in your 60s and 70s and 80s and even 90s, what you want to do, right now, is quit smoking, get some activity on a regular basis (a couple of walks a week is WAY better for you than nothing; increasing from 1 hour a day of cardio to 1.5 will buy you very little), and eat some plants. That’s it. No magic to it. No secret weird tricks. Don’t poison yourself, move around so your body doesn’t forget how, and eat plants.
If you have trouble moving around now because of mobility limitations, bad news: you still need to move around, not because it’s immoral not to, but because that’s still the best advice we have. I highly recommend looking up the Sit and Be Fit series; it is freely available and has exercises that can be done in a chair, which are suitable for people with limited mobility or poor balance. POTS sufferers, I’m looking at you.
If you have trouble eating plants because of dietary issues (they cause gas, etc.) or just because they’re bitter (super taster with texture issues here!), bad news. You still want to find a way to get some plants into your body on a regular basis. I know. It sucks. The only way I can do it is restaurants—they can make salads taste like food. I can also tolerate some bagged salads. On bad weeks, the OCD with contamination focus gets so bad I just can’t. However, canned beans always seem “safe,” and they taste a bit like candy, so they’re a good fallback.
If you smoke and you have tried quitting a million times and you’re just not ready to, bad news. You still need to quit. Your body needs you to try and keep trying. Your brain needs it, too. Damaging small blood vessels racks up cumulative damage over time that your body can start trying to reverse as soon as you quit. I know it’s insanely, absurdly addictive. You still need to.
You cannot rules lawyer your way past your body’s basic needs. It needs food, sleep, activity, and the absence of poison. Those are both small things and big asks. You cannot sustain a routine based on punishment, so don’t punish your body. Find ways to include these things that are enjoyable and rewarding instead. Experiment. There is no reason not to experiment—you don’t have to know instantly what’s going to work for you and what won’t, you just need to be willing to try things and make changes when things aren’t working for you.
You will still age. Your body will stop making collagen and elastin. Tissues you can see and tissues you can’t see will both sag. Cushioning tissues under your skin will get thinner. You’ll bruise more easily. Skin will tear more easily. Accumulated sun damage will start to show more and more. Joints will begin to show arthritis. Tendons and ligaments will get weaker and get injured more easily, as will muscles. Bones will lose mass and get easier to break. You’ll get tired more easily.
But you know what makes the difference between being dead, or as good as, in your 60s vs your 90s? Activity, plants, and quitting smoking. And don’t do meth. Saw a 58-year-old guy this week who is going to have a heart attack if he doesn’t quit whatever stimulant he’s on. I pretended to believe it was just the cigarettes, and maybe it is, but meth and cocaine will kill you quicker. Stop poisoning yourself.
Baby steps; take it one step at a time; you don’t need to have everything figured out right now. But you do need to be working on figuring things out.
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vierranliveshere · 13 days
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This blog has been telling you not to trust pelicans for over a decade and this is why
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These little dudes are not only chillin' but also warming themselves in heated cubbies to help them beat a fungal infection!!
Photo from the article in Science.
Research abstract: Nature
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get in loser we’re living past the end of our myth
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