I’ll just leave this here. (via Corgi-thulhu by ~AlizarinJen on deviantART)
I was informed by the Mansplaining Brigade tonight that “man” is not a gendered word in the English language.
Great, so your mother is a man then? Lesbianism is man-on-man love? Don’t you dare say “well obviously I only meant sometimes”. I’m not psychic; your use of “man” doesn’t come with a…
A lot of people are angry, upset, or worried about the “Boston Lockdown” as a sign that Freedom Is Over. One thing almost all of these people have in common is not having been in Boston at the time. I work in information security and I’m involved with the privacy scene; I understand there’s a …
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I was thinking this morning about how many great moments slip through the cracks, cracks in horrors and tragedies like the London Blitz, cracks in our own attention, moments that go unnoticed, the little changes leading up to a change in season.
@GreatDismal flowers growing on slate roofs overrun with moss. And our of the cracks in a stone wall 300+ years old—@strixus
Even the replies go there. Cracks. Things pushing up where we imagine they have no business.
I sometimes write about a fictional world that doesn't have a lot of room for cracks, metaphorical or otherwise. What would your life be like without any cracks?