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  1. julianmka

    Not exactly my house, but this is part of my community garden…

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    Not exactly my house, but this is part of my community garden plot. The bed at the back was entirely overrun with weeds - so much that you couldn’t even see the few poor beets that were trying to survive amidst the clover and crabgrass. About an hour later, I’d managed to liberate the whole carrot and beet bed. After this bed, I weeded out the peppers and broccoli and the herb garden.

    There’s still quite a bit of work to do, but thanks to Unfuck Your Habitat, this great Tumblr I’ve been following, I managed to screw up the willpower to conquer some weeds. Next up: my kitchen and that awful corner in my dining room where all the important papers go to die.

  2. julianmka

    I’ll be fucking waiting.: “Let me tell you some things. I used to investigate child abuse and…

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    I'll be fucking waiting.: “Let me tell you some things. I used to investigate child abuse and...:

    feminisminapapercup:

    “Let me tell you some things. I used to investigate child abuse and neglect. I can tell you how to stop the vast majority of abortion in the world. First, make knowledge and access to contraception widely available. Start teaching kids before they hit puberty. Teach them about domestic violence and coercion, and teach them not to coerce and rape. Create a strong, loving community where women and girls feel safe and supported in times of need. Because guess what? They aren’t. You know what happens to babies born under such circumstances? They get hurt, unnecessarily. They get sick, unnecessarily. They get removed from parents who love them but who are unprepared for the burden of a child. Resources? Honey, we try. There aren’t enough resources anywhere. There are waiting lists, and promises, and maybes. If the government itself can’t hook people up, what makes you think an impoverished single mom can handle it? Abolish poverty. Do you have any idea how much childcare costs? Daycare can cost as much or more than monthly rent. They may be inadequately staffed. Getting a private nanny is a nice idea, but they don’t come cheap either. Relatives? Do they own a car? Does the bus run at the right times? Do they have jobs of their own they need to work just to keep the lights on? Are they going to stick around until you get off you convenience store shift at 4 AM? Do they have criminal histories that will make them unsuitable as caregivers when CPS pokes around? You gonna pay for that? Who’s going to pay for that? End rape. I know your type errs on the side of blaming the woman, but I’ve seen little girls who’ve barely gotten their periods pregnant because somebody thought raping preteens was an awesome idea. You want to put a child through that? Or someone with a mental or physical inability for whom pregnancy would be frightening, painful or even life-threatening? I’ve seen nonverbal kids who had their feet sliced up by caregivers for no fucking reason at all, you think sexual abuse doesn’t happen either? You say there’s lots of couples who want to adopt. Kiddo, what they want to adopt are healthy white babies, preferably untainted by the wombs and genetics of women with alcohol or drug dependencies. I’ve seen the kids they don’t want, who almost no one wants. You people focus only on the happy pink babies, the gigglers, the ones who grow and grow with no trouble. Those are not the kids who linger in foster care. Those are certainly not the older kids and teenagers who age out of foster care and then are thrown out in the streets, usually with an array of medical and mental health issues. Are they too old to count? And yeah, I’ve seen the babies, little hand-sized things barely clinging to life. There’s no glory, no wonder there. There is no wonder in a pregnant woman with five dollars to her name, so deep in depression you wonder if she’ll be alive in a week. Therapy costs money. Medicine costs money. Food, clothes, electricity cost money. Government assistance is a pittance; poverty drives women and girls into situations where they are forced to rely on people who abuse them to survive. (I’ve been up in more hospitals than I can count.) In each and every dark pit of desperation, I have never seen a pro-lifer. I ain’t never seen them babysitting, scrubbing floors, bringing over goods, handing mom $50 bucks a month or driving her to the pediatrician. I ain’t never seen them sitting up for hours with an autistic child who screams and rages so his mother can get some sleep while she rests up from working 14-hour days. I don’t see them fixing leaks in rundown houses or playing with a kid while the police prepare to interview her about her sexual abuse. They’re not paying for the funerals of babies and children who died after birth, when they truly do become independent organisms. And the crazy thing is they think they’ve already done their job, because the child was born! Aphids give birth, girl. It’s no miracle. You want to speak for the weak? Get off your high horse and get your hands dirty helping the poor, the isolated, the ill and mentally ill women and mothers and their children who already breathe the dirty air. You are doing nothing, absolutely nothing, for children. You don’t have a flea’s comprehension of injustice. You are not doing shit for life until you get in there and fight that darkness. Until you understand that abortion is salvation in a world like ours. Does that sound too hard? Do you really think suffering post-birth is more permissible, less worthy of outrage? “Pro-life” is simply a philosophy in which the only life worth saving is the one that can be saved by punishing a woman.”
    Source!: http://desliz.tumblr.com/post/8944082875

    Holy shit, this blew my mind. To say it so simply. Bluntly. It’s powerful.  And this is why I am pro-choice. 

    Yep. All that.

  3. julianmka

    An Open Letter to Madeleine L’Engle

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    An Open Letter to Madeleine L'Engle:
    Dear Ms. L’Engle,

    Ever since I read A Ring of Endless Light for the first time, I knew I’d meet you someday. You managed to fit every possible teen emotion into that glorious, brilliant piece of literary therapy (everyone is still under the impression that A Wrinkle in Timewas your opus, but the cool kids know better). Did you write that book just for me? I’m sure you did, because I was Vicki Austin.

    YES.

  4. julianmka

    Neil Gaiman: Good Morning Melbourne:The Amanda Palmer Valentine’s Day Surprise Part 2

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    Neil Gaiman: Good Morning Melbourne:The Amanda Palmer Valentine's Day Surprise Part 2:

    neil-gaiman:

    Right. Okay boys and girls, girlboys and boygirls. Gather round. Check the door. Is anyone listening? No? Good.

    We have a location and a plan…

    (This is the sequel to http://neil-gaiman.tumblr.com/post/17543226671/attention-melbourne-australia-the-amanda-palmer. Read that first if you…

    This is basically the best thing ever. I would so do this if I were in Australia!

  5. julianmka

    animalstalkinginallcaps: SUSPENDED ANIMATION, AGENT MOOREHOUSE!…

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    animalstalkinginallcaps:

    SUSPENDED ANIMATION, AGENT MOOREHOUSE! THE SLOWING OF THE BODY’S VITAL FUNCTIONS TO PROLONG LIFE. IN THIS CASE CHEMICALLY, USING A SPECIALLY DESIGNED INHIBITOR DELIVERED VIA THE RESPIRATORY SYSTEM, ALTHOUGH IN THE PAST WE TRIED CRYOGENIC FREEZING TECHNIQUES AND INDUCED HYPOTHERMIA, AND BEFORE THAT ALCHEMICAL COMPOUNDS AND INJECTIONS OF SUBSTANCES NEVER MEANT TO EXIST, THE UNFORTUNATE RESULTS OF WHICH YOU SEE BEFORE YOU.

    MISSHAPEN THOUGH I MAY NOW BE, THE MIND BEHIND THE MONSTER IS KEEN AS EVER. I HAVE SURVIVED CENTURIES, RISEN AGAIN AND AGAIN TO GATHER UNTO MYSELF EVER GREATER POWER. WITH YOUR MEDDLING YOU HAVE ONLY SUCCEEDED IN POSTPONING THE INEVITABLE. WHEN NEXT I RISE YOU WILL BE DUST, AND NOTHING WILL STAND IN THE WAY OF MY ASCENSCION.

    PUT DOWN THE GUN. THE STASIS CHAMBER IS IMPERVIOUS TO DAMAGE. IT HAS SURVIVED THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA AND THE IMPACT OF BOULDERS. YOU WERE A WORTHY ADVERSARY, AGENT MOORHOUSE, BUT THERE IS NOTHING MORE YOU CAN DO. MY HENCHMEN APPROACH. RUN NOW, WHILE YOU MAY.

    IF YOUR CHILDREN EVER THINK TO HAVE CHILDREN, AGENT MOOREHOUSE, ADVISE THEM AGAINST IT. IN A CENTURY THIS WHOLE PLANET SHALL BELONG TO ME.

    I WILL FIND THEM, AND THEY WILL PAY FOR YOUR INTERFERENCE! I SLEEP, BUT I DO NOT FORGET!

    These posts crack me up every time.

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