My brother saved this document and everytime he gets angry at our neighbours for being loud he prints it to their wireless printer and you can hear the wife shout “Why the fuck would you print this AGAIN?!” to her son.
every time we serve chicken at work i think of this post
1. If you were wondering, you can type the numbers in the works cited into google and they appear to be medical journal articles about using medical imaging to detect and diagnose a rare form of Gastritis.
2. Please enjoy the offical powerpoint presentation of this paper at an academic conference by the original author, complete with Q&A:
THIS IS GOLD
oh m god please watch the video it’s some of the most contagious laughter on the planet
When I saw this cross my dash tonight, I smiled and thought “yess, the chicken chicken chicken post, I get to reblog it again and inflict it on all of the people that have followed me since last time”, and then I scrolled down more and to my utter delight there was A VIDEO, needless to say my night has been made
I HAVE NOT SEEN THE CHICKEN VIDEO IN TEN DAMN YEARS HOLY SHIT
STILL FUNNY
The bell
The last question
The woman howling in laughter 90% of the time
It’s all beautiful
It’s all
So beautiful
I love that he was absolutely 100% prepared for a question in chickenese.
it really bothers me that so many people on this site treat ableism like it’s black and white.
just now i saw a post where op was like “i’m glad that spinners are popular because it normalizes fidgets and decreases stigma” and someone replied like “no!! it’s absolutely TERRIBLE that neurotypicals are using these fidgets because when they get in trouble they make things harder for mentally ill kids!!” and like you guys do realize that? you’re both right? it isn’t a decisive fact that neurotypicals using fidgets is either good or bad, there are both benefits and consequences that need to be taken into consideration.
a few months ago there was a post going around that was like, *neurotypical voice* why are you bouncing your leg, and somebody reblogged it saying that the post was ableist because autistic kids can get overstimulated by leg bouncing. i go to a school for the mentally disabled, and i’ve been in this exact scenario, my classmate wasn’t able to focus because i was bouncing my leg and although i felt bad i told him that i wouldn’t be able to stop for long because i do it subconsciously due to my adhd. he wasn’t being ableist for asking me to stop, and i wasn’t being ableist for saying i couldn’t, we just both had different needs. in the end, our compromise was that i went to work in the computer lab.
you have to understand that there is always more than one side to issues like these, and that we should be striving for understanding and balance over demonization of one side and blind support of the other. this is especially relevant when people on both sides are mentally ill or disabled, because sometimes symptoms will clash and you just need to deal with it.
some of the saddest phrases in the English language:
– but you promised
– ive never told anyone
– i can’t do it
– i tried
– i trusted you
– why did you do this to me
– why am i not good enough
– it still hurts
– i can’t keep pretending
Damn I just went through a relentless hurricane of past memories from those phrases.
I think it’s a bit sad that there’s still lingering feels of hurt, but i’m grateful for what i’ve learned from that hurt.
I’ve learned:
promises aren’t always kept
ur not alone in feeling the way that u do
ur a hell of a lot stronger than u think u are
so what if u haven’t accomplished ur goal or goals (yet), u tried and trying is a lot better than doing absolutely nothing at all
test scores and grades do not define u nor ur worth
it’s ok to not know what u want to do with ur life
whatever form u take, it’s gnna be fab
people will come and go throughout ur life (which is totally normal). Some will stick and some won’t. The ones that do are the ones to trust.
just because it’s family doesn’t mean u have to tolerate any verbal and/or physical abuse
there are some things u shouldn’t pour ur heart into
it’s ok to take things slow and go at ur own pace
ur feeling are valid, always
people will surprise u…and as much as it sucks to say it, personally from my experience it’s best to have low expectations for the sake of ur mental health and emotional well being.
babe u are always, always enough. People who make u feel otherwise can kindly fuck off.
there is nothing wrong with masturbating boo (making urself feel good is totally ok!)
some things aren’t just meant to be
cut the toxic peeps out of ur life asap (when it is safe to do so)
self love and care is a powerful thing
things will continue to hurt the more u bottle ur feelings and keep it inside
u owe ur sadness nothing
u are not a bad person for wanting to die
asking for help and getting help is totally ok and does not make u weak at all
don’t let anyone step on u or peer pressure u into doing something u don’t want to do
u won’t always feel this way
things will be ok eventually
u are loved even when it doesn’t feel that way and yes u deserve to be loved
Susanna and the Elders, Restored with X-ray (Right)
Kathleen Gilje, 1998
wow
Oooh my gosh this is rad. This is so rad.
For those who don’t know about this painting, the artist was the Baroque artist Artemisia Gentileschi.
Gentileschi was a female painter in a time when it was very largely unheard of for a woman to be an artist. She managed to get the opportunity for training and eventual employment because her father, Orazio, was already a well established master painter who was very adamant that she get artistic training. He apparently saw a high degree of skill in some artwork she did as a hobby in childhood. He was very supportive of her and encouraged her to resist the “traditional attitude and psychological submission to brainwashing and the jealousy of her obvious talents.”
Gentileschi became extremely well known in her time for painting female figures from the Bible and their suffering. For example, the one seen above depicts the story from the Book of Daniel. Susanna is bathing in her garden when two elders began to spy on her in the nude. As she finishes they stop her and tell her that they will tell everyone that they saw her have an affair with a young man (she’s married so this is an offense punishable by death) unless she has sex with them. She refuses, they tell their tale, and she is going to be put to death when the protagonist of the book (Daniel) stops them.
So that painting above? That was her first major painting. She was SEVENTEEN-YEARS-OLD. For context, here is a painting of the same story by Alessandro Allori made just four years earlier in 1606:
Wowwwww. That does not look like a woman being threatened with a choice between death or rape. So imagine 17 year old Artemisia trying to approach painting the scene of a woman being assaulted. And she paints what is seen in the x-ray above. A woman in horrifying, grotesque anguish with what appears to be a knife poised in her clenched hand. Damn that shit is real. Who wants to guess that she was advised by, perhaps her father or others, to tone it down. Women can’t look that grotesque. Sexual assault can’t be depicted as that horrifying. And women definitely can’t be seen as having the potential to fight back. Certainly not in artwork. Women need to be soft. They need to wilt from their captors but still look pretty and be a damsel in distress. So she changed it.
What’s interesting to note is that she eventually painted and stuck with some of her own, less traditional depictions of women. However, that is more interesting with some context.
(Warning for reference to rape, torture, and images of paintings which show violence and blood.)
So, Gentileschi’s story continues in the very next year, 1611, when her father hires Agostino Tassi, an artist, to privately tutor her. It was in this time when Tassi raped her. He then proceeded to promise that he would marry her. He pointed out that if it got out that she had lost her virginity to a man she wasn’t going to marry then it would ruin her. Using this, he emotionally manipulated her into continuing a sexual relationship with him. However, he then proceeded to marry someone else. Horrified at this turn of events she went to her father. Orazio was having none of this shit and took Tassi to court. At that time, rape wasn’t technically an offense to warrant a trial, but the fact that he had taken her virginity (and therefore technically “damaged Orazio’s property”. ugh.) meant that the trial went along. It lasted for 7 months. During this time, to prove the truth of her words, Artemisia was given invasive gynecological examinations and was even questioned while being subjected to torture via thumb screws. It was also discovered during the trial that Tassi was planning to kill his current wife, have an affair with her sister, and steal a number of Orazio’s paintings. Tassi was found guilty and was given a prison sentence of…. ONE. YEAR……. Which he never even served because the verdict was annulled.
During this time and a bit after (1611-1612), Artemisia painted her most famous work of Judith Slaying Holofernes. This bible story involved Holofernes, an Assyrian general, leading troops to invade and destroy Bethulia, the home of Judith. Judith decides to deal with this issue by coming to him, flirting with him to get his guard down, and then plying him with food and lots of wine. When he passed out, Judith and her handmaiden took his sword and cut his head off. Issue averted. The subject was a very popular one for art at the time. Here is a version of the scene painted in 1598-99 by Carivaggio, whom was a great stylistic influence on Artemisia:
This depiction is a pretty good example of how this scene was typically depicted. Artists usually went out of their way to show Judith committing the act (or having committed it) while trying to detach her from the actual violence of it. In this way, they could avoid her losing the morality of her character and also avoid showing a woman committing such aggression. So here we see a young, rather delicate looking Judith in a pure white dress. She is daintily holding down this massive man and looks rather disgusted and upset at having to do this. Now, here is Artemisia’s:
Damn. Thats a whole different scene. Here Holofernes looks less like he’s simply surprised by the goings ons and more like a man choking on his own blood and struggling fruitlessly against his captors. The blood here is less of a bright red than in Carrivaggio’s but is somehow more sickening. It feels more real, and gushes in a much less stylized way than Carrivaggio’s. Not to mention, Judith here is far from removed from the violence. She is putting her physical weight into this act. Her hands (much stronger looking than most depictions of women’s hands in early artwork) are working hard. Her face, as well, is completely different. She doesn’t look upset, necessarily, but more determined.
It’s also worth note that the handmaiden is now involved in the action. It’s worth note because, during her rape trial, Artemisia stated that she had cried for help during the initial rape. Specifically she had called for Tassi’s female tenant in the building, Tuzia. Tuzia not only ignored her cries for help, but she also denied the whole happening. Tuzia had been a friend of Artemisia’s and in fact was one of her only female friends. Artemisia felt extremely betrayed, but rather than turning her against her own gender, this event instilled in her the deep importance of female relationships and solidarity among women. This can be seen in some of her artwork, and I believe in the one above, as well, with the inclusion of the handmaiden in the act.
So, I just added a million words worth of information dump on a post when no one asked me, but there we go. I could talk for ages about Artemisia as a person and her depictions of women (even beyond what I wrote above. Don’t get me started on her depictions of female nudes in comparison to how male artists painted nude women at the time.)
To sum up: Artemisia Gentileschi is rad as hell. This x-ray is also rad as hell and makes her even radder.
I love art history.
I’m reblogging this again to add something that I also think is important to know about Artemisia Gentileschi. Back in her time and through even to TODAY, there are people who argue that her artworks were greatly aided by her father…. As in he either helped her paint them or just straight up painted them himself. Hell, there are a number of works only recently (past several years or so) that have been officially attributed to Artemisia because people originally saw the signature with “Gentileschi” in it and automatically attributed it to Orazio. So, not only was Artemisia Gentileschi an amazing artist and amazing historical figure, but I don’t want it to be ignored that there are people over 400 years later who still won’t give her the credit she deserves, just because she’s a woman and obviously women can’t paint like she did.
Un poco de lo que fue la BLC, el coord que utilicé fue casi 100% handmade!!
Compartí con muchas lolitas, habían muchas que no eran de Chile que asistieron al evento! y compré cosas bellas, hechas por handmakers de Chile que tienen sus propias marcas (compré un jsk de Alicia Salamanca), el Tea Party estuvo precioso, con tortas y pasteles (como debe ser)
Conocí a Rin Rin y a Misako Aoki en persona y pude saludarlas, tomarme fotos y hablarles, lamentablemente no fue mucho por mi mal ingles pero fue emocionante y ellas interactuaron con todas las Lolitas con mucha naturalidad, eran muy amables y hermosas ❤ ❤ Rin Rin me felicitó por mi coord y mi cabello y dijo que le gustó mi septum, moriré feliz 🙂
Pude ver a Abbie en el desfile (su vestido blanco era hermoso) y compartir con las Lolitas de Conce y sacarnos foto grupal para recordar nuestra presencia sureña en el evento ( me caen muy bien espero hagamos junta pronto!! 🙂 )
Outfit:
Op: Handmade Tienda Amaki Shoes: Bodyline Headress y wristcuff: handmade por mi Necklace: comprado en el evento
Halloween can be a really fun and exciting time for neurodivergent/disabled people but it also can be really hard! Whether that be related to sensory reasons, communication, or physical activity. A lot of the resources I have found in regards to disability and Halloween are either completely ableist or aimed towards children so I thought I would create and gather my own. Whether it’s trick or treating or anything else nd/disabled people deserve to have a fun and comfortable Halloween. Under the cut I discuss 4 main topics that can help you and others have an accessible Halloween.
Disabled kids need to be able to talk about disability. Difference isn’t a good enough word. Everyone’s different from everyone else in some way. Not everyone has a disability. People who have disabilities need to be able to talk about that, both in general and specific terms.
I’ve seen some parent responses that seem superficially positive, which actually miss the point:
“Yes, we told him about that. We told him it’s the thing that makes his brain different, and that it’s why he’s so smart.” or
“We told her that autism means she’s awesome!”
“We told him he just thinks a little differently.”
That’s not good enough, because it doesn’t address autism as a disability. Knowing the word “autism” only goes so far. Kids also need to be able to talk about disability in a nuanced way, without glossing over things.
Kids will know that there are difficult and painful aspects of being disabled whether or not you talk about it. You can’t protect children from that knowledge by refusing to talk about it; you just end up sending the message that they’re on their own in dealing with it.
Here are some other things autistic kids need to know, beyond the word autism (not an exhaustive list by any means):
There will likely be things that you can’t do at the expected age that you are able to figure out latter
Some skills that everyone treats as really important now won’t matter later. Once you are out of grade school, no one will care whether you have strong scissor skills or whether you sing along to the turn-taking song in circle time.
You have strengths, and your strengths are worth respecting. Some of them come from the ways that your brain is different.
You will still deal with prejudice as an adult. It doesn’t go away when you graduate high school. It does get more bearable when you have more control over your life and more skills for coping with prejudice.
You can have a good life. Neither living with a disability nor living with prejudice makes happiness impossible.
You do not have to live with your parents forever, and you do not have to live in an institution or group home. Other people like you are living as free adults.
And any number of other things.
Disability is complicated. Disability is something we spend our whole lives dealing with, and that we never stop learning about. This is not something you can cover with your child in one conversation When you talk to your kids about being disabled, it’s really important to let it be complicated, and to be honest about it being a long-term conversation. It’s important that they know that you can handle talking about it, and that it’s ok for them to have questions, feelings, and to need help figuring things out.
tl;dr Telling your autistic kid that they are autistic isn’t enough. You also have to talk to them about disability.
I’m gna piece together here what is roughly my account of love from posts I’ve recently written abt it – I hope that’s OK; these n more can all be found in my /tagged/love, n U are always welcome to ask for more clarification/detail
I’ve stated previously that I don’t conceptualise love as “mere emotion” or some primitive feeling or drive; for me, love is contained in loving action (not just external acts oriented toward a person or toward ppl, but internal acts of thinking n believing that align w those actions, inform them, n are oriented in the same way […])
from this post abt radically-loving heterosexual relationships:
radical love must be founded on the perpetual acknowledgement n prioritising of each other’s humanity; it must be rooted in mutuality, in being-together, rather than in one person; it must be rooted in vulnerability, in embodying the kind of honesty that isn’t merely tied to words – it is a way of being; it must be rooted in action, rather than in mere feeling – it is not enough to just “feel” love – love is only manifested when it is sth that is done … n what makes radical love truly radical is threefold: (1) it encompasses the perpetual rejection n relinquishing of power over others – not just those in the bond, but everyone: it is anti-hierarchy, anti-coercion, anti-exploitation, anti-violence, n (2) it is dedicated to truth, to preventing itself from replicating the kinds of violence n dynamics that are present in the kinds of love that capitalism/patriarchy advocate n necessitate, n (3) it is hopeful, in that it is oriented toward a loving, communal future for all
from my addendum to my post abt masculinity, n patriarchal/transactional relationships:
when I say love, I don’t mean some hollow, infantile, sentimentalized, immobile n seemingly-immutable “feeling” – I’m talking abt an action, a series of actions, a constellation of actions that necessarily connects ppl to each other in nourishing, nurturing, validating, acknowledging, sustaining, communal ways; in humanising ways
from this ask chastising me abt the irrelevance of gender to love:
love is not some pure, incorruptible force/state of being/realm, nor is it psychological/social truth; it is as subject to capitalism, hegemony n all of their accompanying systems, structures, n processes as any other social behaviour that occurs within them – even more so bc love is integral to maintaining them, n that specific importance is primarily mediated n structured by gender
love as we commonly, uncritically understand it is completely inextricable from gender
n just to clarify – I understand love as being rooted in action n necessarily coupled w/strengthened by certain feelings, thoughts, n beliefs – one cannot exist w/o the other; love-as-action w/o love-as-feeling is hollow; love-as-feeling w/o love-as-action is mere sentiment
all of this then has an orientation – toward one’s bond w/another or w/others, rather than being centred in oneself or in the other/in others; I talk abt this in more detail here
Aaaa he’s turning a duller color… I hope he’s alright
So apparently chicken nugget is a spicebush swallowtail and they turn yellow before they pupate.
He was making little silk things everywhere
Bruh this caterpie is going to evolve to metapod today my boy isn’t messing around
update hes entirely yellow now
i made him a tube room
hes crawlin all over the place checking it out
its happening
False alarm he moved a bit This guy
??? caterpie doesnt evolve into kakuna
whats he doing
its happening part 2 For Real This Time
chicken nugget using those advanced tactics balancing my man doesnt do anything halfway
i put on some tunez for him so he can get into the metamorphazone
sorry for keeping you all in suspense but chicken nugget is doing fine and he has a cool hat now
hes been chillin like this for a couple days
hes been in cocoon for 10 days now 🎉🐛🎉
let me know how he’s doing soon
HES BUSTIN OUT
im going to sleep, chicken nugget is snoozin and ill check up on him as soon as i wake up
hope he doesnt party too hard
🐛
💤
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hes gone goth hes in his emoteen stage
CHICKEN NUGGET IS A CHICKEN WING NOW BABY WE HAVE LIFTOFF!!!!!