Internet Dad ๐Ÿ€

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He/Him. Grouchy advice & dad jokes. Also cute & fluffy.
We're all we've got, babies. God damn it, you've got to be kind.
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Can also be found @SordidEuphemism on twitter.
Websitehttps://sordideuphemism.net/
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Moving On From 'Race' in One D&D

We understand "race" is a problematic term that has had prejudiced links between real world people and the fantasy peoples of D&D worlds.

Moving On From 'Race' in One D&D

Have you ever been at a show or on a flight where you bought your seat, showed up on time, and there's someone else sitting there? Then you politely say "Hey, I think that's my seat, see?" Then you show them your ticket which clearly says their seat.

Some people look at your seat, look at their ticket, realize they made a mistake, look abashed, apologize, and move to their actual assigned seat.

Some people apologize and ask if you'd be willing to trade with them, their kid/spouse/friend is in the next seat over and offer a reasonably similar seat one row up.

Some look utterly confused, and show you their ticket has the same seat, so you have to call over an usher to figure out how this seat got double booked and what to do.

But some become defensive and aggressive. How dare you question that you deserve this seat! I was here first. If you continue to press, it turns out they have some other seat in a much worse section, but they feel this seat should belong to them because their friends are there/they can see better there/they prefer aisle seats/every other time people let them have that seat, it's ALWAYS their seat. If you do continue to insist that's your seat, they might begrudgingly move, but suddenly all the people around you are judging you. Their friends on either side are manspreading into your space. The people behind you kick your chair. Maybe someone spills a soda on you while they're moving through the row. You can feel the daggers being stared into your back. When you come back from the restroom you find them in your seat talking to their friends. The entire experience is miserable, simply because you asked for the accommodations you deserve. You can't PROVE that abuse was because you demanded your seat, after all, everyone has their seat kicked sometimes, has rude neighbors, etc.

This experience is every single day of a marginalized person's life. Every time you ask for rights, it's a roll of the dice what you're going to get.

Every single human has a ticket that entitles them to their fundamental human rights. They don't have to have done anything, know the right people, have been there first, or ask nicely for those rights, they just have them by the virtue that they are human beings.

Now sure, sometimes people's understanding of their human rights comes into conflict. Oftentimes, those who were there first didn't even understand that they were preventing someone else from being able to freely exercise their human rights, and are willing to make accomodations and negotiate so everyone can have a great life alongside one another. In some cases, there needs to be a neutral 3rd party to look at the situation and mediate what is the most fair way to accommodate everyone.

But every marginalized person knows that sometimes they're going to ask for their human rights, and they're going to end up with the other class of responses. Those that insist you don't deserve that right. They demand you take fewer rights because they were there first/you having your rights makes them less comfortable/it's inconvenient for them. And you know that continuing to press the issue runs the risk of microaggressions and abuse when you simply wanted what you're entitled to.

So the next time someone who experiences different marginalization than you asks for accommodations, maybe remember this analogy and be the kind person who helps work things out so everyone can have a great life alongside one another, not the person who grumbles and picks on them simply wanting what they're entitled to.

#trans #equality #bipoc #neurodivergent #disabled #antiracism

Reminded of one of the more popular things I tweeted back in the day.

Oh helloโ€ฆ a patent for โ€œPreparation of High Nitrogen Compound and Materials Therefromโ€

https://patentimages.storage.googleapis.com/61/1f/6b/d69947d2172dc0/US7119179.pdf

For non-chemists, this is the kind of high-energy chemistry that should lead to an intervention, and probably the invocation of Section 3 of the Mental Health Act 1983. Just thinking too hard about this compound may cause it and your thoughts to explode.

And now to remind @cstross @foone and @funranium of this

@Illuminatus @digitalraven @cstross @foone @funranium Somebody woke up one morning and chose valance.
Aaaand I'll be going out again next weekend. Goddamnit!

I hate to have to write this, but this needs to be a PSA: #NaNoWriMo is promoting a scam in their "Winner Goodies."

Do NOT sign up for Inkitt.

Go ahead and search "Inkitt scam" for at least a dozen reasons why.

They are predatory, they will take your first-pub rights, and they will profit off of you while giving you less exposure than you would get posting your whole damn book on your own social media.

DO NOT DO IT.

Boss: We need you for two weeks because the client is going live on Saturday.

Me: Ok. I have appts but I can reschedule them. We're absolutely sure go-live is Saturday? It won't change? Because I'm disrupting family holiday plans to put this project to bed.

B: We're sure.

M: *updates family, books flight, reserves room, shows up Monday, gets to work*

B: Hey, the client might push their go-live until next weekend...

*screams*

Not one manager in this damned company has a spine.

https://skullsandsheetsauction.wordpress.com

My brother has donated an acrylic painting of a mari lwyd for the charity auction.

All details have been updated on the site ready for Thursday!
There is a link to my ebay selling page which is where you will see the postcards, motanka and painting

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Mari Lwyd 2022 Charity Auction
This Cyber Monday, we should pause to remember the fall of Cybertron and the Transformers we lost that day.
Travel day.
Someone is accidentally broadcasting their soft-porn telenovela to the speakers at my gate. Nobody seems to be embarrassed or scrambling for their controls, so I'm guessing they're asleep while their phone has a party.