January 2012
On an unrelated note, can I just say that I really don’t like Neil Gaiman’s writing? It’s such a nauseatingly self-conscious pile of twee that he is basically the Tim Burton of words.
A Song of Ice and Fire fan fiction by Gingerhaze
the-richie:
gingerhaze:
Once upon a time there were some Starks. They were awesome.
The Lannisters were being butts so the Starks were like, “Stop.” So they did! The Lannisters apologized for their mean behavior.
Everyone was friends and had a big party. No one got killed or raped.
The end.
Alternate fantasy timelines.
The week seapunk broke →
chicago-reader:
That fact that myriad musical microgenres exist almost solely on the Internet is old news. For me what makes seapunk more interesting than the rest is that it reflects how communities function on Tumblr and in similar spaces. IRL it wouldn’t just be difficult to pull together a community of people with a shared interest in techno-utopian philosophies, turquoise hair dye, and rap...
txcrew:
2011 Memory Bank
December 2011
Mon Mothma's Eve
If there was a group of people who had started a rebellion against the idea of me getting all my Christmas presents wrapped, right now they would be saying “The Emperor has made a critical error, and the time for our attack has come.”
Game Over: Scans of Over 50 Ron Paul Newsletters →
Paul supporters face three losing propositions:
• He lacks the competency to control content published under his own name for over a decade, and is thus unfit to lead a country.
• He doesn’t believe these things but considers them a useful political tool to motivate racist whites, which makes him fit to be a GOP candidate, but too obvious about it to win.
• He’s actually a racist, which makes...
lizzies-axe asked: Where did you go for all that time?
Thoughts
Something that is very much on my mind at the moment:
Middle-class class-consciousness.
It basically shakes out like this: we hear a lot about how the American middle class is getting squeezed, and maybe even disappearing. This is often presented as something of a fait accompli. Yet a couple of factors, easily illustrated by early 20th century political movements, lead me to believe that if...
November 2011
Hey Tumblr! I just had the, admittedly unimpressive, upsight that you are an entirely fictive community.
In conclusion, I’m outs.
Sometimes you’re just too depressed to sleep.
[Predictable series of events, followed by pathetically simplistic but emotionally strenuous reaction.]
Où est mon étau?