I’d almost respect American leftists more if they just admitted that the reason they prefer the idea of revolution over participation in electoral politics is that they want to feel like the main character. Imagine having absolutely 0 experience of conflict while also routinely denigrating anyone with professional experience in war and governance, and thinking that your revolution would help anyone except violent opportunistic young men.
That gleeok is a public menace to the public infrastructure.
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I hate it when actors talk about an animal they had to work with on set and it’s obvious they were not patient with the animal at all. You especially see this with non cat people who had to work with cats and are like “Working with that cat was the bane of my existence, never on cue, scratched me once, always seemed afraid of me.” Like yeah, she’s a cat. She could probably sense you hated her. It’s hard enough to be an animal in the entertainment industry without some guy being a dick to you. Are you that uncharitable with human costars (and particularly child actors) or do you just hate animals?
Conversely, it’s so heartwarming when an actor speaks positively about an animal they worked with and/or there are behind the scenes stories of the crew genuinely trying to make the animal comfortable and giving them grace.
One of my favorite examples of this is Mad Max 2 (1981) which was made on a budget of $4.5 million AUD (about $13.5 USD in today’s money). They ended up casting a dog from the pound that was scheduled to be put down and by all accounts the dog was a nightmare to work with. But most of the cast and crew loved him. The dog’s name was Dog so his character’s name was also Dog. He was difficult to train but super food motivated so they kept writing dog food into scenes for him. He kept freaking out on set and they couldn’t figure out what was wrong. Eventually they realized part of the reason he kept acting out was because he was terrified of the sound of cars and motorcycles so they had special doggy earplugs made. His character was supposed to be aggressive but real Dog was very affectionate and could not be made to behave aggressively so they had to use selective editing to make him seem more menacing. When filming was done multiple crew members wanted to adopt him because he was such a good bad boy. He was adopted by one of the stuntwomen and got to live out the rest of his life doing actual blue heeler things. That was his only film role.
Me: *looking at a porcelain hand in the home decor aisle of a store* if I lost my hands in some kind of tragic accident, I’d decorate my entire home with hand-shaped things. Then I’d invite guests over for like, dinner parties and such and sit there expectantly just basking in their discomfort.
My boyfriend: Do you hear what you say when you talk? Do you know what you just said to me?
Much love to everyone in a similar situation as me. We’ll get through this <3
One day, before my parents learned to accept my brother, my mom said to me that transitioning would be very dangerous for his health. Mind you, my brother is studying medicine, so already the argument that he didn’t know what he was getting into was already very shaky, but at some point, I just told her “but mom, you smoke” and
she
got
very quiet
This is a hilarious story, but it’s SO representative of the wild double standards people have for HRT compared with other medicine.
At this point it’s necessary equipment
“why are u wearing power armor at thanksgiving dinner?” its called boymoding, keep up
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