Has anyone noticed how much Tumblr discourse is starting to be peppered with ‘embarrassing’ and ‘yikes’ as one-word responses when you disagree with someone? It’s really interesting how this choice of languages hammers home the ‘in-group’ opinion/correct opinion as something that doesn’t even need to be stated, and presents opposing opinions as embarrassing and something to be mocked.
These two words are, at their heart, conformist. They promote conformity and ridicule diversity. I find this deeply concerning – it’s like something the popular kids at high school would say to embarrass the less popular kids. They want their superiority to be acknowledged without explanation or justification, and they get off on mocking people who are different.
Honestly, I’d encourage you not to fall into using this language without understanding why it’s an effective means of shutting down opposition and how it works. It’s anti-debate language that focuses on ridiculing the person who has the opinion rather than debunking the opinion and explaining how you believe it’s incorrect/harmful.
This is really good meta and fits with my current vague hypothesis about the broader emerging foulness, and the tendency for appearances to be valued over results or factual accuracy, in the present dysfunctions of social justice discourse.
Namely, that it is a specific backlash against the people at the fringes who started speaking up for themselves in the big diversity acceptance boom of a few years ago.
I notice this most as an autistic person, because that’s where this stuff hits me most. It’s all a bunch of microaggressions against autism, even when the discussion takes place between allistics and autism is mentioned nowhere in the discussion; a bunch of “I’m socially suitable and people who disagree with me aren’t, and boy howdy those socially unsuitable people should get away from me” signalling.
And so even if you do agree with them about whatever they’re talking about, if you’re aware that you’re classed as socially unacceptable for some other reason, it sends the hostile message ‘if your social skills slip around me, you’re toast.’
I was lost in an abandoned Walmart, trying to find my mom and I ran into Griffin McElroy. Tears were streaming down my face and I remember he was trying to calm me down as I was hysterical then I was just… suddenly calm. I stopped crying, my panicked state completely dissipated and i felt strangely at peace. With a smile I can only describe as sinister, he took my hand in his and looked deep into my eyes. In a gentle voice he said, “don’t look for her” and I just stared back and asked “who?”
With a grin, he snapped his fingers and I woke up in a cold sweat
I had a dream that justin and griffin laid down in the middle of an empty sidewalk with me and explained to me what it meant to belong somewhere
I had to answer a security question over the phone today and it was honestly surreal the guy asked me “okay, what’s your dream car” and for a solid ten seconds I’m thinking ‘what the fuck I can’t even drive?’ and then it hits me. I made this account in 2014. I know what I have to say. I swallow my pride and whisper into the phone:
“1967 Chevy Impala.”
There’s silence. Then, he gives me my password. Fuck you, 2014 me. Fuck. You.
I just felt the shadow of something ancient and awful brush past, like a great leviathan peeking from the waves on a moonless night far from shore.
This is by far the most haunting addition to any one of my text posts. I won’t sleep tonight.
Concept: taako enchants his outfits to change throughout an evening. His winter coat has a snowflake pattern that actually falls, his autumn dress gradually changes from yellow to orange and red and purple. His candlenights gown always seems to flicker in the light of a candleflame even when there isn’t one. The words on his ‘move im gay’ shirt change colour and rotate and change size like someone is playing with it in photoshop
and just. i can’t even imagine a standstill internet, but that very well could be what dirk and roxy went through. a silent world, not only in the physicality, but in the digital world, as well. having to scroll back past the archives, past the calls for help, past the mass suffering, to a world they could pretend wasn’t long dead, long drowned. it’s incredibly fucked up.
and the inverse is JUST as fucked up. through skaia shenanigans they could have been limited to the internet from Jake and Jane’s time, but that would also mean that Dirk and Roxy would have had the opportunity to communicate with their predecessors, however choosing not to, wrestling with the fact that it didn’t matter WHAT they did, the world and their misplaced gaurdians would still die. wild
fun fact the west coast does not have cicadas so you can imagine my surprise when my LA ass moved to Philly for college when all the trees started screaming while they’ve been on fire plenty of times where I’m from they never screamed
i’m c r y i n g
like consciously i know biodiversity exists but i guess i just never considered the fact that some people don’t have the experience where you just wake up one day to all of nature fucking shrieking like hellspawn and you’re like “huh guess it’s that season!”
where’s that video of the naked crackhead literally running the speed of a moving car and I use the term literally literally he was deadass keeping up with the car
Hi! Humans don’t have an eye shine, so that’s not a person!
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