Some Of U Reblog The Most Ableist Posts Without Even Realizing N It's So Sad.

I hate queer discourse so much.

people are saying that it's "bad to support Maia (the no fly list leaker) because it's a bi lesbian"

literally none of this matters at all. queer discourse is a fake issue ment to distract you from actual bigotry and issues that affect the lives of queer people, and make you think that your enemies are other queer people.

think for five fucking seconds. this person just exposed national secrets (which should not have been secret in the first place). she is now going to be the target of thousands of people, transphobes, us nationalist, feds, and people who were exposed for being on the no fly list. are you seriously going to the people harassing it because it uses a label you were told you should hate?

I'm not saying you have to love this person. you don't even have to agree with her. but saying it's bad because of a label that literally no one has a problem with or even cares about offline is fucking stupid. either be happy for it, or ignore it. don't go out of your way to join in her harassment because of a label you hate for no reason other than people told you that you should.

“WOAH, YOU GO BIG GUY!”

Sometimes you have a really dumb idea, and you just gotta go with it.

Ko-fi Link.

one thing you need to know about me is that i am constantly having insane galaxy genius ancient greek philosopher level thoughts about everything ever all the time but before leaving my mouth they get filtered through seven layers of autism and come out sounding like a youtube comment made by a nine year old

you: i can’t believe the mario movie made bowuigi canon

me, an intellectual:

you’re just some twerp little faggot pretending to know things abt the real world

i’m obsessed with the way this is worded, reblog if you’re just a twerp little faggot

cop shows are like "dammit! we would have caught babyeater mike by now if people didn't have rights,"

King Harald V of Norway speaking at the national memorial ceremony at Oslo Spektrum on 22 July 2021 for the 10th anniversary of the far-right terrorist attack that killed 77 people – 8 at the government quarters in Oslo, and 69, primarily young people, on the island of Utøya.

Still, I have a lot of faith in the Norwegian people, for we have proven time and again, in so many difficult situations, how much we can achieve when we stand united in protecting our fundamental values. Which is why I repeat today what I said 10 years ago: I firmly believe that freedom is stronger than fear. I firmly believe in an open Norwegian democracy and society. I firmly believe that we will uphold our ability to live freely and securely in our own country. And today – 10 years on, I would like to add the following: I know that time does not heal all wounds. I mourn all the lives that were lost, and I grieve alongside all those who were injured. At the same time we should truly be thankful for the many people who are working to build an inclusive society for us all. Even as we mark the 10th anniversary of one of the darkest days in our history, all the people bringing back the light fill us with hope.

i hope you guys know defending disabled people's right to exist in public also involves defending disabled people's right to exist in public in ways that others might perceive as annoying, unpleasant, uncomfortable, and inconvenient at times. a blatant example is the "slow walker" thing. someone with tourette's syndrome who has issues with verbally ticcing is likely going to have trouble staying quiet in a public space where they're expected to be. autistic children (and some adults) getting triggered into meltdowns due to an overstimulating environment. people with hearing problems having their phone on speaker while on a phone call. a wheelchair user taking up part of the road/sidewalk/aisle. people with autism, adhd, hearing problems, or other things that affect volume control having loud conversations. someone audibly talking to themselves, which can be attributed to many things. motor tics. dyskinesia. ataxia. pseudobalbar effect. the list goes on. some of thus may even be potentially triggering for your own issues if you're someone who's also mentally and/or physically disabled, but if you're well aware of how you can't help your response to it, you should be equally aware of how others can't help themselves either. people who aren't able to be disabled quietly and conveniently don't deserve to be punished or met with anger (or turned into a spectacle) for not deciding to shut themselves away.

You think Lip sometimes looks at Ian and Mickey and just smiles a little to himself because who would’ve seen that coming?

Like, Lip’s always been good with odds and numbers and back in the day, back when they started out a fucking lifetime ago, absolutely nobody would have bet on those two making it in the end.

He had been around back then, on the side lines catching glimpses from time to time. From ‘Mickey’s gay and we’re doing it’ and 'i know what he felt with me’ to 'you think i should’ve?’ and 'because i love him’.

And Lip hesitates in the doorway when he enters the living room for a moment and watches them lie on the couch in front of the TV, wrapped up in each other’s arms, sleepy and content, for once neither bickering nor on the verge of fucking and he thinks that he’s never seen Ian so happy and being himself this much at the same time before.

And maybe he shakes his head when he looks at the man in his brother’s arms because holy fucking shit that’s Mickey Milkovich right there.

That’s 'someone’s gotta get a beat down’, it’s 'oh shit is right’, it’s anger issues and russian prostitutes and attempted murder and escaping prison to fucking mexico.

But it’s also the guy who pours Ian his coffee in the morning and makes sure he doesn’t drink it before he’s had something to eat, who used to count his fucking pills, who once bought a bag full of B vitamins as if they could fix it all somehow.

It’s who Ian lost sleep over, it’s who he made his best bad decisions for.

It’s Franny’s Uncle Mickey, it’s Mandy’s older brother and holy shit, it’s Ian’s fucking husband.

And isn’t that so beautifully Ian, that he saw something in that dirty faced thug from ten years ago that no one else ever bothered to look for? that he found a love that proved itself to be stronger than whatever life or fate or Terry fucking Milkovich threw at them, that pulled them back to each other every time they fell apart?

Mickey has been a constant presence in Ian’s life in a way that nothing else but Lip himself ever had. Has been a witness, a catalyst, a victim of Ian’s epic highs and lows, has done insane things to and for and because of him. As fucked up as they always were, they seem to hold the balance, they somehow make it work.

Lip loves his brother with all his heart, has done so his entire life, he knows all the best and a lot of the worst of Ian and he knows that Mickey knows it too. Loves him, too. Signed up for it all, the whole package, good times and bad, sickness and health, Monica and Gay Jesus, mania and depression. Had probably signed up for it long before they stood in front of witnesses at the Polish Doll.

So Lip smiles sometimes when they bicker over breakfast cereal or when Ian can’t keep his hands to himself even when the rest of them is right there or when Mickey talks shit like he’s still big bad Milkovich, south side thug extraordinaire and not the boy who has been in love with Lip’s little brother for the last decade.

Because it’s nice to see they made it. Because if anyone deserves a happy ending and a gentle future, it’s them.

What we know about Goncharov so far:

PRODUCED by Scorsese, but DIRECTED by Matteo JWHJ 0715, get it right.

Robert De Niro, Al Pacino star, along with Cybill Shepherd. Released in 1973.

About Soviets in Naples dealing with the mob. Greatest mafia movie ever made, natch.

Ice Pick Joe is under rated.

Homoeroticism between Goncharov and Andrey is extremely popular in the modern day, bordering on explicit text and desire even through their rivalry and sublimated competing for Katya.

Katya is underused in the movie, and is a complicated character who is both the femme fatale, the center of a love triangle between Goncharov and Andrey, Goncharov’s wife, and also manipulating everyone.

There’s also a scene where Katya kisses Sofia? Tumblr lesbians go crazy.

Had political undertones and commentary, possibly about the failures of the Soviet Union, or leftist ideology vs. realpolitik.

Is over three hours long and kinda slow at times. Violent. Not as easy to watch as the memes and shipping would have you believe.

However conversely film bros who reduce to a badass gangster movie are missing so so much.

Has clock symbolism. Themes of how the characters are trapped in cycles of violence, revenge, hubris, tragedy. Lots of Catholic imagery.

Snubbed at awards, lack of official releases has turned it into a bit of lost media, despite how influential it was.

There have been talks of sequels/remakes through the years but nothing has ever come of it.