Things To Bring Back In Books:

I feel like the best way to respond to someone you’re friends with making gross, racist, sexist etc. jokes isn’t to argue with them or call them out directly, but just to kind of wince at them like they just did something incredibly inappropriate and awkward and try to change the subject. Like, almost in an exaggerated way, like you’re just really disgusted and want to forget they said it. Arguing with them lets them 1) shoehorn you as a “SJW” and shut themselves off to you 2) defend their opinion or feel like they did and 3) lets you end up categorized as the person who did the inappropriate thing by making a “big deal” out of it. But acting like you would with any extremely gross and inappropriate thing makes it harder for them to mentally defend themselves and thus to avoid feeling weird and ashamed. It prevents them from getting in any way satisfied by your reaction or validated in their views. It makes them the person that broke a rule. And anyway, it is really gross and inappropriate to joke like that. It has to be a taboo, not just a viewpoint or a style of humor that some people don’t like. If you argue, it frames the issue as an opinion. If you just show disgust and displeasure and treat the offensive material like you would a pile of dog shit on a sidewalk you’re walking down, it’s not arguable. It’s an action, with nothing intellectual about it, and there’s nothing for them to defend against. 

Anyone have any thoughts? Has anybody tried this? 

if you are going to do historical inaccuracy, then go big. Just take it to a whole ‘nother level.

I mean like Knight’s Tale “chanting Queen at the jousting tournament ‘foxy lady’” levels of anachronism. Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters with Hansel injecting himself with insulin and Gretel wielding a multiple-shot crossbow levels of anachronism. Go for Blazing Saddles, Blackadder, Jack of All Trades, Connecticut Yankee levels of anachronism

you either have to play by the rules or throw out the book.

Behold,

Hell

HELLO I REGRET NOTHING

N I N E FELIX LAUGH COMPILATIONS IN THE BACKGROUND AND @metademon’s LOVELY ART

same.

Reblogs > Likes | It truly does make a difference for us

Seizure First Aid. 

Learn it. Share it. Know it. Use it. 

When you pick up a sword for the first time you will be slow and awkward. This is frustrating, but refuse the temptation to try and become a “faster” fencer. Chasing after speed is like trying to catch smoke. If you try and pursue speed, all you will accomplish is haste. Haste is the enemy of 1st class fencing.

Speed is a lie the untrained mind tells itself when it sees an action it cannot follow. The truth is a combination of timing, control, and fluidity. Fluid motion, even done slowly, will always arrive before a hasty strike. Control will allow you to move without wasteful motion that will slow you down. Timing will eliminate the need to move fast almost entirely. There is no need to get somewhere fast so long as you get there at the right time.  

God Creating The Netherlands

God: “So, yeah. Make a small country and also make it entirely flat. No mountains, only hills. A whole bunch in the south of it by the way.

Angel: “Sure, that doesn’t sound too bad?”

God: “Oh, and make it under the sea level. So they have a to build dikes to make sure the whole country doesn’t get flooded. 

Angel: “What the…”

God: “Dikes everywhere”

God: “And…what rhymes with dikes? Oh yes, bikes! Bikes everywhere!”

Angel: “You mean that they…’’

God: “Have a lot of bikes? Yes! Let them always cycle. Make everyone who isn’t cycling afraid of the cyclists. Especially the tourists.

Angel: “This starts to sound a lot more dangerous”

God: “What else did I have in mind? Oh yeah, make the weather there unpredictable as hell. Only one thing is sure, there will always be lot of rain”

Angel: “I start to feel sorry for those people…How do you want to call it?”

God: “Mmm, The Netherlands. But we call the people Dutch”

Angel: “Why…”

God: “And everyone mixes them up with their neighbourland Germany”

Angel: “Okay..anything else?’’

God: “Weed”

Angel: “That’s it. I quit”