Latest Posts by turbopropic - Page 4

oh my god...

so the first screenshot is trying to look this up on tiktok normally, "donald trump rigged election" and it says that search violates community guidelines.

the second screenshot is looking up the same exact thing, but with a (australian) vpn on. canadian vpn didn't fix it fyi.

THIS is exactly the type of censorship to be looking out for on tiktok. this actually is crazy.

when she says she doesn’t send nudes

Luigi is once again asking you to....

My favourite thing John Waters has ever said I think about it every day

little edie for interview magazine 1976

me having a weird time: man this weird time sucks! i don't feel like myself! i wish i was having a normal time!

me having a normal time: well the weird time did have a certain je ne sais quoi...

David Lynch, Gio Quasirosso

David Lynch's Eraserhead (1977) and John Waters' Pink Flamingos (1972) billed together as the midnight show at the Nuar Theatre, Los Angeles, in 1978, also playing Federico Fellini's Roma (1972) and Satyricon (1969).

Marquee photo taken from Lynch/Oz (Alexandre O. Philippe, 2022)

David Bowie and David Lynch, 1992. 🕊️❤️‍🩹

Sketch of Alex Chilton I did in under an hour in class today :P

I struggle with proportions so usually I take a photo halfway through the process and overlay it with the reference to see if everything's right. Didn't bother to do that today but I think it's okay

I was looking for movies to watch on hbo and i'm fucking howling at this

The patron saint of stoners who watch B-movies

“I learned that just beneath the surface there’s another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldn’t find the proof. It was just a feeling. There is goodness in blue skies and flowers, but another force - a wild pain and decay - also accompanies everything.”

— David Lynch

beautiful blue skies and golden sunshine all along the way

made this gameboy inspired chosen pixel fan art

I miss when movies were good (muppets movies)

rip mythbusters you would've loved destroying cybertrucks

me playing zelda

relapsed on boar hunting

I'm so fucking sick of young women having to reveal the terrible abuse that happened to them for all the world to see, to finally believe them. And then to turn around and see the only response is "oh no my favorite (whatever) is ruined!! I can't believe another man I idolized without knowing at all turned out to be a predator!! Woe is meeee!!!! How can I read/watch/listen to anything ever again!!!"

Girl shut the fuck up. Why is this about you and your feelings??? Why is it ALWAYS about you???? And then, why is it NEVER about you learning a fucking lesson, to stop idolizing men you DON'T KNOW??? The men you think you know- from their tweets, interviews, writings, what have you- ARE PERSONAS curated by these men and their PR teams to mass appeal to their targeted audience. Quit falling for the same shit over and over again, and acting surprised when it inevitably happens.

Also, if the first thought you think when yet another famous man turns out to be a fucking monster is "oh no, how will I be able to indulge in whatever he made in the past now?!?" you are a self centered piece of shit. Women are walking around branded as their victims for the rest of their lives, usually at the detriment to their career, and sometimes even their personal peace. They had to detail their trauma to some random journalist and had to provide "receipts" so y'all would even consider believing them. Many of them won't ever reveal these awful men that plague every aspect of society, let alone fame, because now women are getting sued left and right SUCCESSFULLY for daring to alert the public of these fucking parasites.

All these people and organizations are focusing solely on Gaiman, renouncing their past interactions with him and refusing to work with him in the future. I haven't seen one "these women were so brave to come out about their abuse", "we sincerely hope the victims are receiving adequate care to improve their healing journeys", or "we will be donating all further proceeds of (Gaiman property) to women's shelters." Still it's about THEM and THEIR reputations.

It's never about the victims. Ever.

Bob Dylan is really such a funny dude to exist. you’re a teenager who’s really obsessed with this one folk musician. ok. normal. then you hear said folk musician is in the hospital and what do you do? drop out of college and travel all the way from minnesota to new york to see him. and while you’re there you might as well become a folk singer yourself. okay sure. you sound a little weird but damn can you write. you get signed to a record label. record an album. does pretty well. record another album. does really well. now you’re famous. you go on tour in the uk. you sing at the march on washington. you release another album, and another. you’re the spokesman for a movement, for a generation. you’re a poet. you’re a golden child. thing is, you hate all that. so you learn electric guitar and everyone else hates all that and boos you and you cry but who cares? they can keep booing you, you’re still bob dylan. you keep going with this electric thing. someone calls you judas but at least you’re not christ. oh yeah and you’ve been on and off with the second most famous folk singer of your generation. well that’s over now. you marry someone else. you get in a motorcycle accident. finally a fucking break. you don’t appear in public again until woody guthrie (remember woody guthrie?) dies and you perform at his memorial concert. you change up your musical style. you make friends with george harrison. you’re not getting good reviews but who cares? youre bob dylan. you act in a film. sure. you go on tour again. you’re having problems with your wife. you go on tour again but this time it’s this vaudeville thing and everyone’s on drugs. joan baez is there in drag as you. you make this weird, bad, half-improvised film where you’re there with your ex and your wife. everyone has signed up for these psychological mind games and no one wins. you convert to evangelical christianity. everyone hates it. you drop it. you release some of your most negatively reviewed music. you form the greatest supergroup of all time. great. you have a resurgence in popularity. even better. you get a nobel prize. you don’t even show up to claim it. you’ve been considered one of the greatest musicians of all time for sixty years. they make a movie about you. it stars one of the biggest actors of the day. and now over sixty years after you dropped out of college and traveled to the east coast, people are writing fanfic of you getting topped by johnny cash.

constantly feeling like a fish out of water everywhere you go unless you're intoxicated is actually a sign of being god's favorite

FILTH IS MY POLITICS!

FLITH IS MY LIFE!

My kind of shitty Ap art project, I’m not super used to painting so it definitely needs fixing but I’m still proud of it