Not only will hitting the trolley switch not save you, you'd better hope the person tied on the other track doesn't see your face.

You have the choice to sacrifice trans people. Perhaps it will save you.

But you don't get to ask trans people to accept the role as sacrifice. You cannot expect understanding, acceptance, forgiveness, or respect.

You made your choice.

Imagine having vague recollections of a stepfather you only know via your mother's oblique mentions, asking about it twenty years later, and hearing about Lucien.

Obsessing over the sacrifice of the “hard men of Gondor” and how it entitles them to special respect is literally what Boromir does, you know the guy who gets seduced by the darkness and who literally exists as a character to show how weak the supposedly “hard men” are…

Same. So much of the messaging now is about how important finding community is and some of us are just sitting here wondering just how that works

I've thought about the slurping etiquette class with every bowl of noodles I've eaten since seeing this

The job of a soldier may be soldiering, but the job of an army is mostly feeding them!

“he was apolitical, but he loved violence, and cruelty, and hated women and minorities, also he was a libertarian, and loved to hurt people with his words, he loved to shock and concern people to the point of disgust”

yeah that’s somebody with no politics all right, good work brain genius

hell, Girl Nextdoor would be a great horror story

Thank you!

What is DIE?