If your vegan “activism” involves holocaust comparisons you owe me a $50 Amazon gift card and a 2,000 word essay explaining why you think Jews are comparable to cattle
Goyim reblog (esp. if you’re vegan)
The definition of a holocaust is; any mass slaughter or reckless destruction of life. So they are right
do older generations not get fatalistic humor?? like the other day my friend’s parents were hanging around and we were joking and i was like “well no matter what i can always fling myself off the nearest cliff” and they didn’t laugh then later the mom pulled me aside and was like “maybe you should get some help, sweetie” like stfu?? help? in this economy? i don’t think so, debra
I honestly don’t think they get it as a coping mechanism, they think it’s a cry for help rather than actually helping.
i’d even say it’s past just coping and is also now a category of Stuff Kids Got Used To When No One Was Looking; not everyone using that humor is even covering up something bigger, we just stopped thinking fatalistic = taboo/unspeakable somewhere along the line, and most parents don’t seem to know why or how ~
My boss opened a door and missed me by inches, he said “whoops, almost killed you there!” My result of “Oh, if only.” Led to an awkward end of shift debrief.
This generation shares the same humor as the goddamn Addams Family and the previous generation is the White Sixties Family™ that lives next door and runs away screaming at the end of the episode
I will say that it’s interesting because this kind of humor is very, very prevalent somewhere else…
the military.
Which is honestly a place you would expect fatalistic humor to be common and used as a coping method. You’re one “oops” away from death on the flight deck, one inch to the left and you don’t have a head anymore because the jet that just landed now owns it as a wing-tip decoration. So you joke about it because lowkey you’re fucking terrified it’ll happen, but you’re also desensitized to the danger itself because you face it every single day for 12 hours at a time.
Anyway so we all know the mindset you adopt in the military because of the danger, so to realise that an identical sense of humor has been adopted by normal people should probably tell you something very important about the amount of stress modern young folks experience in daily life.
heith au in which hunk’s backpacking and is kinda lost in this town in the middle of nowhere when he meets keith. keith happened to be from the same town as him (weird, he’d never heard of the guy before and they both knew lance, his best friend) and had been traveling around the country for almost a year now. keith seemed pretty distant at first so hunk was very surprised when he asked if he could tag along and keith agreed.
they travel all around the country, and hunk slowly falls in love with keith, how he laughs at all his jokes and says the weirdest things out of nowhere, how he doesn’t talk much but listens to everything that hunk says.
the day before he goes back home hunk confesses, and is again surprised when keith kisses him and agrees to go live with him.
I tried to explain to a friend of mine who has never ever been poor in his life why it is that poverty is a cycle, and why it’s so difficult to escape poverty.
His response was, “just save money”. I kept trying to explain that when you are living paycheck to paycheck, there really is no saving money because most of your income is being spent on basic needs: food, shelter, clothing, transportation.
So, then he responded, “well, why can’t you just save $5 every week”. Well, a lot of poor people do try to save. I would manage to get a few hundred in my savings account, but then you get a flat tire, or you end up getting sick and missing a week of work, or you have an unexpected bill. And, that few hundred dollars suddenly disappears. I tried to explain to him that when you’re poor, unanticipated expenses can very quickly and easily blow through what little you have in your savings account and put you back at square one.
I also tried to explain that when you are that poor, you need to make purchases while you have the money. Like, if I needed a new pair of jeans and I had an extra $30 that week, I would buy myself a new pair of jeans that week because I didn’t know when I would have an extra $20 or $30 to spend. So, he countered that with, “You don’t need to buy clothes. You could have put that $30 in your savings.”
To which I responded, “Well, if it were socially acceptable to walk around without pants on, then maybe poor people could climb out of poverty, but until then, when your jeans have holes in them, or don’t fit you anymore, you need to get some new ones.”
Then it kind of clicked for him.. a little.
So, I went on to talk about the sociological aspects of poverty, like how growing up poor, or growing up as part of a marginalized demographic pushes your starting block 100 feet behind your peers.. how our educational systems are set up to fail impoverished children. The light bulb flickered, but never fully turned on.
And, then he said, “I still can’t believe you were ever on food stamps.”
Yes, my friend, poverty and I get a nice little reunion every few years. I know it intimately, which is why you should sit back, relax, and just listen.
I never understood how it was so difficult to see the realities of poverty. To me, it is sort of common sense. And, what is irksome is that poverty doesn’t always present itself as an old beat up car, and falling apart sneakers. People who grow up middle class and financially secure seem to think that poverty looks a lot like dirty children with dirty clothes, and no shoes. But, it doesn’t. It can be that, but it’s often not.
I grew up in a nice house in the suburbs, but we were poor. We were very poor for a long time, in part due to my medical issues. People assume that because we went to Catholic school, and had a nice house that we were well-off. We weren’t. My mother worked 2-3 jobs, and my parents took out loans to pay for our school tuition. My mother’s parents helped pay for some of our education, even though they were also incredibly poor. My parents sometimes struggled to put food on the table.
I never had clothes that were dirty or falling apart, but most of my clothes and shoes were hand-me-downs from my older cousins. In fact, a lot of my toys were, too.
Both of my parents grew up in poverty. My father, especially, grew up in complete and abject poverty. Their parents grew up in poverty, and so did their parents. My parents made immense sacrifices to set us up for financial success, but life always finds a way to intervene.
Personally, my health issues have been the driving factor behind my own financial issues. I have amassed thousands of dollars in medical debt. I work a job that doesn’t use my degree at all because I can work part time and still get benefits, and because I know I won’t get fired if I need to take extended absences due to my health.
So, when you say, “I still can’t believe you were ever on food stamps,” you are really saying, “I have this picture in my head of what poverty looks like, and you don’t fit that image.”
That idea we have about what poverty is supposed to look like is a big reason why people in the middle class are so content with cutting safety net programs, even though they are one medical problem, one car accident, or one lay-off away from complete financial ruin. What does poverty look like, then. How do you “just save money”, then.
poverty in the developed world doesn’t look like a refugee child with flies on their face.
it looks like a normal person in normal clothes, in a normal apartment, with their bills spread out on the kitchen table, crying.
I’ve been guilty of using that word, but like when you here someone from a group saying how that word makes them feel, it just hits you in a way that makes you never want to say that word again.
So I’m reblogging for anyone else who might have referred to little people that way, think about what this woman is saying.
happy international women’s day! this is a reminder for u to include women of colour, disabled women, LGBT+ women, women of all religions and nationalities, poor women, fat women - ALL WOMEN in your activism. you only fight for women if you fight for all of them.
i was going to make a post saying that all three of my fave mutuals have liked and supported my computer struggle but i just realized i hadnt been following one of you and now im super fucking mad at myself
tony making sure he’ll grant a little kid a true Battle With Iron Man Moment complete with a “nice job, kid!” while the world is crashing down around them, tony writing “help me, erin!” in a speech bubble coming from the iron man a little girl drew for him, which is such a small and thoughtful way to include her and suggest she’s a hero in the scenario as well, tony encouraging harley to stand up to bullies and giving him technical advice on his inventions and trusting him to help in the iron man mission and then giving him a bright new workshop, tony looking at the project listing of MIT students and going “you know what? FUND THEM ALL,” tony finding this fifteen-year-old kid on youtube who has superhero dreams and then helping him get the safety tools he needs to keep going at it. tony sending peter a watch that projects his own superhero logo, why?? just for the fucking hell of it
yeah so! can’t hear you over the sound of my fave enabling the dreams of every single young person he’s personally come across in the mcu so far because he knows what it’s like when people don’t believe in you and think you have the wrong personality and you’re just pretending to be the hero type who just fights for himself etc
