st vincent + mid-60s harmony bobkat
do not trust people who get excited about halloween they may in fact be skeletons
why say the loons are running the asylum when you could say the skeletons are running the graveyard
When it comes to objectification, this is a great example of why comparing male strip clubs to Hooters is a “false equivalent.”
p.s. I saw this on FB and it wasn’t cited, but just found out this was also posted on tumblr several months ago by shatteredjunk.tumblr.com. Given the huge amount of notes this has gotten it seems like this needed to be posted again instead of just reblogged.
instructionsfordancing I’m so glad you saw that side of SHS too. It’s always really hard to explain how fucked that place was to people who got by okay.
And Digby had the fucking cheek to write to me to say congratulations on getting to Cambridgeshire Young People of the Year final. I know I’m going to be on their wall of achievers in the lobby and I fucking hate it.
Plus, have you seen the recent addition of those nasty block colours of plastic over the front of the entrance? Shitty, oppressive AND tacky.
Yeah. It’s really quite jarring when you see the disparity between the ‘committed to learning for all’ ethos and the material reality of the place. Even aside from the horrible racism and homophobia, I often got the impression that victims of bullying were just too much trouble to deal with properly. I mean, remember how difficult it was to get expelled? I remember one kid who only came into school in the afternoons because he was permanently semi-suspended. He was a hateful, violent bigot the whole time, and still they didn’t expel him.
I get what you mean about being used to promote a hateful thing too. When I got one of the top marks in the country for my English GCSE, I resented being used as a selling point for a school which had done so little for me. The only thing that made it bearable was the fact that my english teachers were basically the only ones in the school which tried to do something about the bullying.
+1 to their terrible design choices.
dinosaur jr - crumble
"We were all hellishly uncomfortable, suspended in no man’s land, but at least we did not have to regard ourselves as completely fallen angels. I remained in that state of suspended animation until the day when the swastika was hoisted on Moscow Airport in honor of Ribbentrop’s arrival and the Red Army band broke into the Horst Wessel Lied. That was the end; from then onward I no longer cared whether Hitler’s allies called me a counter-revolutionary."
Arthur Koestler, from his essay in The God That Failed (1949)
twentythousandstreetsunderthesky said: I was just going to straight up reply to the post but I can't for some reason. Anyway, harry and ginny are completely useless at naming things, like be inventive sillies. Also, putting all those names together is stupid. It's like Rowling had to think of so many names that by the end she was all FUCK THIS FOR A LAUGH.
'Albus James Lily Sirius Severus Lupin Tonks Fred Cedric Alastor Frank Aragog Myrtle Florean Kendra Rgulus Charity Bathilda Ted Dobby Lavender Colin Potter, you were named after fucking everyone'