Human vision is a strange thing. The brain - or, more accurately, evolution - came up with shortcuts a long time ago that usually produced faster results at the cost of unlikely scenarios. Then the world turned inside-out on itself, and the unlikely has become something you can stage regularly.
I guess the next thing to do is to unlearn your eyes.
This is an album about unusual juxtapositions. And also about old rules not applying anymore. (As much as wordless music can be “about” anything.)
New album. $5, unless you want to pay more (thank you, if you do - I like being able to pay for therapy, after all). It has nine songs on it and lasts a good half-an-hour. It is experimental electronic/orchestral-sampling music.
Publicity/sharing/signal boosts would be much appreciated. Thanks!
That awkward moment when there’s a gay couple in the bible and nobody talks about it.
we were taught about how David and Jonathan were ~best bros~
when this was
not the case
JOHNDAVE IS CANON I’M FUCKING LAUGHING SO HARD
I’m finishing polishing up an album of music.
It will be called Optical Illusion. It will be released tomorrow/May 19 (because I like Sunday music releases, apparently? Personal Growth came out on a Sunday too.)
I am selling it because I like being able to pay for therapy. Also, to reassure…
She’s pretty good, give it a shot!
There is literally nothing better than a sexy, badass lady.
CHING MOTHERFUCKING SHIH
This lady was such a badass, I can’t count the ways, but let’s try.
She got married to an already successful pirate, Zheng Yi, and took over when he died. She was crazy strict to keep an iron fist over her fleet of pirates, and the punishments for stepping out of line were brutal. If you stole or looted from a town that provided assistance or tribute to the pirate fleet, Ching would chop your fucking head off with a battle axe and dump your lifeless body in the ocean. If you stole from the pirate treasury, or she thought you were stealing from the pirate treasury, Ching would chop your fucking head off dump your lifeless body in the ocean. Raping any captured female prisoners was punishable by immediate death. Fuck, if you had consensual sex while on duty you got your head chopped off and the woman was chucked off the boat no matter where they were at. Ching wasn’t fucking around, and she wanted to make damn sure you weren’t fucking around when you should have been working.
Two years after she took over, she got so notorious for ransacking towns and taking taxes on them that she pissed off the entire Chinese government, and sent out a massive fleet to bring her in line. Most pirates probably would’ve said this was out of their pay grade and taken off to hide out or ransack some other country.
Ching Shih said fuck that.
She not only faced them head on, she wiped the floor with them, killing hundreds and capturing sixty-something ships from the Imperial Fleet. Prisoners were given the choice of joining up or being executed on the spot. The Admiral of the Chinese navy, Kwo Lang, was so afraid of being captured by her or going back to admit he’d been beaten by her that he committed suicide.
For the next two years, Ching Shih not only kept on pirating, she fought off Chinese forces as well as Dutch and British warships that the navy called in to help. Finally the government gave up and offered her amnesty as well as amnesty for her then SEVENTEEN THOUSAND crewman. Ching Shih got to keep all her plunder, so she retired to the countryside where she opened up a brothel and lived until she was 69.
tldr: I’ve come to terms with the reality that I’ll never be as terrifyingly badass as this woman was.
i will be as badass as she
You know, I heard of her, but I’d either forgotten or never heard that she grew old and retired having never been brought down or defeated ever.
She won being a pirate.
She got history’s high score.
Just gonna reblog this as a little reminder of just how badass ladies can be and fuck-that-gender-bullshit-that-says-they-can’t
It is known.
Camrip of madoka movie opening.
I seriously just had to teach my mother some basics of parenting.
Both photos are of my daughter in October, the first in 2011, the second in 2012. I let her pick out her own clothes, shoes, haircuts, hair colors, anything superficial, really. She’s too young to understand the permanence of piercings, so she doesn’t have any. But hair grows, shoes get grown out of, clothes go threadbare. These things don’t really matter—shouldn’t really matter—but anyone raising a gender-variant child knows the world isn’t that kind.
My daughter recently requested a haircut like mine. A long flop on top, pixie-length fade on the back and sides. She’s been bugging me for weeks to color her hair again, I just haven’t had the time. But today she came to me with the same shyness she keeps developing when outside our home; she’s being pressured by peers and family to look “normal,” to grow her hair long and uncolored, to dress a certain way (she hates to match), to indulge in self-consciousness, and alter or not alter her appearance to gain the approval of others, and society at large.
THIS FUCKING INFURIATES ME.
I called my mother tonight, because my daughter had become shy again, and didn’t want to color her hair anymore, and she said it was because of what her Nana had said to her. My mother told me we should get that spray-on Halloween hair colors, so it wouldn’t be so “permanent” and my daughter could be “normal” again to avoid being bullied.
IT IS NOT THE JOB OF THE VICTIM TO STOP BEING BULLIED. IT IS THE BULLY’S JOB TO STOP BULLYING.
I know she gets teased sometimes, and we always talk about it. She stays strong and confident, so long as she has the support of those around her. But what that support falters, or pulls a 180, she’s left to crash.
She also gets teased for liking dinosaurs and not dolls. She gets teased for preferring roughhousing to playing house. She gets teased for liking Lightning McQueen and not Cinderella. Where do we draw the line?
My mother thinks this is a “minor” thing, that it’s better to just blend in. But it would plant the seed of doubt, it forms the foundation for queer kids staying in the closet, for disabled kids to feel worthless, for young girls accepting abusive partners. This is not “minor,” it is fucking MAJOR, because this is my daughter’s foundation, and it will shape her life.
Support your fucking kids. Let them be who they want to be, look how they want to look, and play how they want to play. And make sure they know that you will love them no matter what.
Will always beblog this.
This girl has a hundred thousand people behind her
Parenting: You’re doing it right.
Love Is The Law - The New Standards
Today the Minnesota House will vote on whether gay couples can get married in Minnesota. If it passes, the Senate is scheduled to vote on the bill on Monday, and Gov. Mark Dayton says he will sign the bill, which would allow weddings between same-sex couples starting on Aug. 1.
Chan Poling of legendary Minneapolis band The Suburbs, proposed that the group’s 1983 hit, “Love Is The Law” become the unofficial theme song for the movement to legalize gay marriage in Minnesota.
Here is a jazz infused cover of Love Is The Law, by Chan’s current group, The New Standards.
Let’s make love the law, you guys.
What an awesome version. Quirky and downtempo and sweet.