I prepared myself. I prepared myself for the unholy utterances I was certain would be cast at me, as though they were being cast from hell, and yet I was so, so defenseless for the real thing.
Sounds drastic. Especially for content creators who may still need Tumblr for commissions while they find an alternative.
If you can swing it, here’s why:
I suspect that the December 17th deadline is so that Verizon/Yahoo can clean house and make Tumblr appealing to investors. This is a Q4/Q1 fire sale kind of thing. It makes a certain amount of business sense to make this change. Human-lead content curation (e.g. separating the CP from the legit) is expensive and time-consuming. I doubt they have the money for it. They already sold off Flickr. As a long-time Flickr pro user, I’m not pleased by the change and increase in pro account price, but I get it.
Investors are looking for a user base. User base is a prime attraction for investment or buy-out for a social media platform or application (I speak from experience as a co-founder of Rhinobird.tv).
Every account that is cancelled will be one less account in Tumblr’s user base for their pitch. I assume that there are millions of accounts with some percentage simply being abandoned accounts that haven’t been used in years. So cancelling one’s account on the way out the door won’t really matter unless the number of cancelled accounts reaches several hundred thousand at least.
If you decide to leave and cancel, then I also recommend sending a polite message to Tumblr staff, or tweet to the account about why you are leaving.
Finally, using Twitter to voice your concerns and thoughts about this issue will increase its visibility. They ain’t gonna like that. Media outlets that cater to tech entrepreneurs, and Silicon Valley types are going to be all over this.
I never ask for reblogs, but I will this one time.
It’s important to remember that being friends with someone is not equal to agreeing with every single actions they’re doing or supporting their mistakes. Seán never blame all of us when one person in the community does something he doesn’t like, that wouldn’t be fair so we shouldn’t do that with him, right?
He tries to see good in every single person and is super careful when speaking of topics that potentially could cause drama or discussions that could hurt or offend anyone here so if you’re going to judge him then please judge him for his own actions and not for what his friends are doing. I hate the thought of being judged myself for just watching Felix’s content as well, because again, it doesn’t mean that I support ever single thing he’s doing.
I just got a feeling that it almost came to a split here in the jse community between people who like Pewdiepie and people who don’t and it’s kinda sad to see people being told that they’re bad people for finding him funny and too sensitive for not accepting his jokes. Tbh, I had the same thought myself but I honestly don’t think that we should judge each other based on what we watch (unless it’s illegal) if it’s clear that our values are in the right place and that we’re loving and accepting towards each other!
I was just writing something I had to add and I exited out of it by accident 🙂 I’m angry af.
In short- people need to step out of the mentality of “I consume this person’s content therefore I probably worship them.”
You can watch someone’s videos or listen to someone’s music or play someone’s games without agreeing with their actions. You are allowed to like the content even if you dislike the person behind it.
You are also allowed to be friends with someone you don’t agree with all of their actions and sides of personality. Each of us is different, we can’t posibly find someone we’ll agree completely with… Some of us can’t even agree with their own selves.
A day or two ago, I was at “boob” restaurant (like an owl one) for a best friend’s brother’s birthday. I got up to go to the bathroom. Talked to a waiter to ask where it was, blah blah blah, normal stuff. And when I was halfway across the restaurant, some guy at a table slapped my ass. And he and all his friends started laughing about it. I spun around and slapped him across the face back.
He got sooo pissed. Started yelling at me and calling me a bitch and then told me “You can’t hit me! I’m a customer!”
I’m pretty well developed for my age, and this happened when it was hot as fuck outside so I was wearing shorts and a tank top.
“I’m not a worker, asshole! And you shouldn’t slap their asses too just because they can’t hit you back!” I’m pretty sure I said something to the effect although I probably am explaining it as if I was smooth and calm back then, but I was an embarrassed, mortified mess
And then I asked one of the waitresses to call the police. The guy was backpedaling and trying to apologize.
Fun fact: I’m 15. Like I said, very well developed for my age.
So I told him no, we were both going to wait here for the police to show up so I could report him for sexually abusing and harassing a minor.
He panicked and was even trying to bargain with me, but like fuck I was letting him off the hook. Think of how many other girls this asshole has probably harassed! I just have the power to do something about it.
Police got there and I had about at least 50 witnesses to attest to the fact a stranger, who was probably like 40, slapped my ass, when I am, in fact, a minor. Not to mention he yelled things at me when he thought I was a worker like “You can’t touch me! I’ll beat your ass, cunt!” Which I referenced as him threatening me too.
The rest of his friends were mortified and had tried to leave but I insisted that they have to stay because the cops might want statements from them. Whether or not that’s true, I don’t fuckin know, but the manager seemed to agree enough to tell them to wait for the police.
I had tried not to, but as some point when talking to one of the waitresses while waiting for the police, I started crying because of how violated I felt. It may have done good for the police came in to see my crying, I don’t know, but the waitresses were all so sweet and tried to comfort me when they had the chance.
I intend to press charges. Since I am a minor I need my parents to help or whatever and I know nothing about this kinda thing but I can potentially get him labeled a sex offender, which he IS, so I want him to actually feel punishment for his abuse towards female workers (I doubt I’m the first girl he’s harassed, maybe just the first who could fight back without her job on the line, so I want to be the last girl he harasses), just… ugh. I just hope he gets the punishment he deserves. So… wish me luck with this whole “legal system” nonsense.
My hero
Absolute hero status – no way would I have stood up for myself like that at 15. Never lose that fire, girl!
inb4 anyone even thinks of defending him because of where he was
“You can’t hit me I’m a customer”
This sentence right here tells us so many things:
– He is aware of what he sees as his ‘rights’ as far as retaliation – For this to be his *first* thought (rather than “WHY did you hit me”) shows he was fully aware of why he was hit – If he knew instantly *why* he was hit then he knows that slapping someone’s ass is something they DON’T LIKE – He chose to slap a person, knowing that slapping is something that people don’t generally like – He felt entitled enough to his actions that the only thing that surprised him was the retaliation NOT the reaction – He EXPECTED her to be upset by his actions. He was SURPRISED there were consequences.
That is a scummy, cowardly, weak piece of shit human being right there.
Piper: the world deserves a few more moments with this face
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Deacon: Here’s a fun Christmas idea! We’ll hang mistletoe, but instead of kissing whoever is under it, you have to fight them instead
Nick: We’re not doing that
Deacon: Mistlefoe
Nick: Stop
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Sole: So, do you have a crush on anyone?
Preston: The only crush I have is crushing anxiety
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Curie: What does your fortune cookie say?
Sole: “If you kill a killer, the number of killers in the world stays the same.”
Hancock: So kill two.
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Sole: [looking around at everyone]
Sole: when I die, I want you to be the ones to lower me into the ground so you can let me down one last time
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Sole: I’m going to The Third Rail. Does anyone want anything?
MacCready: I want to see my wife one last time
Danse: I want to forget the truth about myself and go back to blissful ignorance so I’m not tormented by the constant conflict of knowing I am the very thing I hate most
Hancock: I want to stop feeling this restlessness and self-hatred and just be content for once
Sole: yeah I’ve got like… 12 caps…
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Cait: I’m quick at math
Nick: Okay, what’s 38×76?
Cait: 24
Nick: Not even close
Cait: But it was quick
Nick:
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Sole: What do you do when I’m gone?
Preston: Wait for you to come back
Sole: And what do you do when I’m gone?
Cait: Pray that you don’t come back
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Sole: Why is there so much trash in your room?
Hancock: I feel comfortable surrounded by what I am
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Danse: We have an intruder. How did he get in?
Sole: In-tru-da window
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Sole: [to Shaun] We don’t use bad language in this house
Both Arrick Hearth-Tongue and Sigrid the Slayer were instrumental in the success of the victory of Markarth against the Forsworn, contributing to Ulfric Stormcloak’s siege of the city–but not without suffering the consequences. Arrick, already worn down from the great war, endured debilitating injuries that would hound him the rest of his life. Sigrid, though initially courted by Ulfric, turned him away in disgust after the killing of so many of Skyrim’s own citizens during the Incident–such a violent act, it’s said, that it haunted the rest of her days.
Each managed to escape the wrath of the Thalmor in the aftermath, with Sigrid even becoming a Thane of Markarth. Though they had only a few short years together, many said their love rivaled that of Fjori and Holgeir–and was to end just as bittersweet. Sigrid was killed quelling a Forsworn encampment near the city, and Arrick would likely have willingly followed her to Sovngarde soon after, if not for the sake of their daughter Ostara.
Though much of his actions were hindered in the later years of his life, Arrick maintained a well-run smithy in Markarth, often bringing clients from all over Tamriel in search of his talents with Dwarven metal. Nonetheless, he was arrested some time in early 4E 202 for Talos worship, a practice he had refused to abandon despite the White-Gold Concordat. On the day of his scheduled execution, he reportedly disappeared. Though both Ostara and the Dragonborn Ojakk were in the city at the time, neither could be connected with his apparent escape.
– Excerpt from Stairway to Sovngarde, A Compendium of Nordic Heroes
There’s this girl at my school and she’s really nice and I remember sometime last year at one point she would carry a clicker around and click it everytime she had a happy thought/something good happened/she laughed etc. It was always kind of cute how you’d just hear the little click every once in a while throughout class it always made me smile knowing that it was bc something made her feel happy idk
she was training herself to be happy oh my god
does it work???? Imagine feeling yourself slipping into depression and you just click a few times and your brain says “wait, this is the sound of happiness I have to release serotonin”
She fucking Pavlov’d herself, the absolute madwoman
I mean… that seems like it would work, though it would be hard to train yourself *while* you’re depressed.
A Glitch Named Anti 