this is a Peggy Carter is the Winter Soldier AU and it’s fantastic and updated frequently and I hope it’ll never end tbh go read it
don’t say you’re a writer if you just write fanfiction for your entertainment. you’re only a writer if you kill a bear with a typewriter to appease the spirit of hemingway and slather yourself in ink in tribute to shakespeare, the one true over-penis of literature.
jesus you underachievers. we have moved on to keyboard battleaxes and furiously masturbating to ginsburg poetry while lying on a bed of johnny franzen’s novels and piles of slightly crumpled $100 bills.
FUCK THE WILDERNESS. OUR WILD HEARTS CAN’T BE TAMED. WE WILL DESTROY LOVE ON OUR OWN DOORSTEPS. WE WILL SMEAR OUR SKIN WITH CHEAP WHISKEY AND SHARPIE PICKUP LINES FROM FRAT BOYS AT EASTERN IVY SCHOOLS. WE WILL REND APART THE UNIVERSE WITHOUT EVER LEAVING OUR BEDS, OUR BEDS OF PROSE AND DIRTY MONEY.
What if your kid went to jail for trying pot, something that is very probable if your kid is black and living in a state like Texas. Does that mean they deserve to be raped? Does that mean that they should live in conditions that go against all human rights?
Most prison rapes are committed by prison staff. Even if you are heartless and do not care about the prisoners, remember that these prison staff rapists go home to their nice houses in the outside world. Remember that they are your neighbors, maybe they even have babysat your children. Remember that as long as some victims are dehumanized and ignored, many perpetrators will never be caught. And yes, these perpetrators do pose a threat to you and your family. Prison rape, rape in general, is everybody’s problem. And definitely not a fucking joke.
The idea that prisoners “deserve” to be raped is part of rape culture.
Rape is not a punishment. It can not be earned. It is a crime every single time, no matter what, no matter who the victim is.
No one deserves to be sexually assaulted in any way. NO ONE.
I really need to get my hands on the book this article talks about, Necropolis: London and Its Dead by Catharine Arnold because it seems like a wild ride from start to finish
like, just look at this for example:
Of course, as London’s population exploded, so too did the number of its dead; and, thus, some local churches got in on the financial action of corpse disposal by accepting dead bodies (and the high fees associated with their interment) only to do nothing at all with the corpses but toss them down into the cellar.
One church was so bad, Arnold explains, that its parishioners would often become light-headed and even pass out from the horrible smell of rotting and partially liquified bodies wafting up from beneath the floorboards.
a ~spooky insane asylum tour~ where you walk through dark empty hallways until you get locked in and someone comes up and lectures you about being shitty about mental illness for an hour
I feel like we should do this for asylum roleplays.
Eh I guess it’s more like finding a group of people who share the same interests as you
oh i see. thanks! :)