More from Iran:
Protest graffiti from around Iran.
If trench warfare were made-up, it would be the most on-the-nose anti-war satire ever created. Bunch of young men shooting at each other from inside open graves, slowly rotting even as they fight to stay alive. Every so often, they get to move a few hundred metres to dig a new grave for themselves somewhere else and this is called a victory.
crazy how many people legitimately don't think misogyny is like an actual form of bigotry lmfao
50 years ago, on November 9th, 1975, the SS Edmund Fitzgerald left Superior, Wisconsin on a beautiful and unseasonably warm autumn day carrying 29 men and 26,116 long tons of taconite. It was to be the Fitzgerald’s last run of the season before putting up for winter repairs, and it was to be Captain Ernest McSorley’s final run before retiring to spend time with his wife.
The crew was aware of an inbound storm due to roll in overnight, but no one had predicted how two storm fronts, one from the southwest and one down from Canada, would clash over Lake Superior, causing what would be remembered as one of the worst storms of the century. McSorley was respected as one of the best captains on the Great Lakes, a heavy weather sailor who knew how to handle storms. McSorley rarely opted for cautious leeward routes but as this storm began to unfold he chose to keep close to Isle Royale and the Ontario shore. Our last communication from them was a message from McSorley to fellow freighter Arthur M. Anderson at 7.10 pm.
“We are holding our own,” they said.
It’s haunting to know that at this very moment fifty years ago they were probably in great spirits in good water, bringing the ship back on the last run of the 1975 season, looking forward to spending the winter at home.
Tomorrow, on the 50th anniversary of the sinking, the Detroit Mariners’ Church bells will ring 30 times — once for each of the souls lost to the lake and once for Gordon Lightfoot, who brought a somber remembrance and immortality to them all.
when i take my phone case off i feel concern and fear knowing that some people just rawdog their phone like that like its so slippery girl you are carrying around a little fish
Handle a naked smartphone and you can just feel the eagerness of this device to lemming itself onto the pavement
my favourite part of animal jam is that it lets you say "catholic situationship"
Sometimes your voice is all you have. If someone tries to deny your lived experience and silence you, question their motives.
"I am my own maker. You cannot chain me. Watch as I rinse my blood from my face with yours."
Anyway. I felt compelled to make this. Was fun! Its been a very long time since I've drawn anything like it... can you tell I was a warrior cats kid and not a wolf kid...? Still, anything like this would have made my 13 year old self go starry-eyed. It was nice to channel all my current Trans Anger and make something for that little punk, I should do it more often
You ever just wanna fuck?
not really
jungle village
i was hanging out with someone i had just met and i made reference to the fact that i'm a congenital amputee
and they were like "WAIT THAT'S REAL???"
and i was like HUH
and they were like "oh i have poorly managed psychosis and sometimes hallucinate that the people i'm looking at have the wrong amount of body parts. i just assumed i was hallucinating your hand the whole time i was talking to you"
deeply funny interaction of disabilities here lol