government is trying to ban tiktok meanwhile millions of poor and disabled americans are about to completely lose their internet access at the end of april because congress wont renew funding for the affordable connectivity program
hell fucking world
if you want to help us convince congress to do something that actually benefits society, please check out the link below. we only have roughly 45 days of affordable internet service remaining from the time this post has been written
As of April 19, 2024 we currently have just 10 days of ACP funding left
please spread this and reach out to your representatives before its too late to save this vital program
guys the email stuff seems super intimidating but it’s so easy. put your name, email, and city and they’ll send in the emails FOR YOU. all repaired and written
i wrote this in the notes of another post originally and am copy + pasting it here because im right but “tell the cops nothing, tell the doctors everything” is such a stupid ass fucking abled take. doctors engage in policing idk how to explain to yall that some people cannot in fact just tell doctors everything without it putting them at risk
like im not gonna go into the myriad of ways this is bs but like a quick example is i cant tell my doctors about my substance use issues because if i get that listed on my medical records it will actively endanger me. It will impact how I’m treated in emergency situations and will get me labeled as “drug seeking” when i try to get other issues dealt with.
i dont say this to scare people but because this is actually important information for people to have. if a medical professional claims this isnt an issue, they are NOT “one of the good ones”. they are either straight up lying or theyre utterly unaware, which is frankly not better. doctors are cops. never forget it
like YES tell ur doctor abt being sexually active but stop saying “tell the cops nothing and the doctor everything” before i start killing in cold blood
I had a doctor once ask my father to leave the room, then proceeded to tell me that my sore throat was all in my head, and I was making it up for attention – because I was bipolar. I told him no, that wasnt the case, I was genuinely sick, and he rolled his eyes, said he would do a strep test “to make me feel better”, did the test, and left. 20 minutes later he came back and told me the strep test came back positive. No apology, nothing.
This was for strep throat. I had similar things happen for much more important stuff that I dont want to get into. I’m in the middle of a very long process for a condition thats giving me progressive spinal cord damage, and all I can think about is that if I had “substance use disorder” on my medical record, how likely is it that I would just not have been listened to about this. If you have anxiety youre a “hypochondriac”. If you’re an addict you’re “drug seeking”. if you’re bipolar or schizospec you’re making it up, possibly for attention. This shit kills people. This isnt even getting into the inherently carceral nature of the psychiatric system in the US (and elsewhere)
Doctors are not, in fact, neutral figures that can be blindly trusted with any and all information, and pretending they are can literally get people killed. Abled people have GOT to do better.
was at a clinic literally today and needed to be on the floor for a minute to straighten out my breathing and fight the dizziness from a blood draw. within seconds they were threatening to get police involved.
i have been handcuffed to gurneys before when i couldn’t calm down fast enough (could you, if people were screaming about how dangerous you were?)
doctors are cops. you cannot panic in front of them. you cannot blink. maybe you can’t see the gun they’re carrying around but it’s there.
Help I’ve hit Rohan and it’s like watching Fullmetal Alchemist in English… this is our military dictator, firstname King… everyone else is named after a WWII fighter jet but don’t worry about it… only this experience is packed in alongside some of the most beautiful, lifechanging prose you’ve ever seen in your life. Again not unlike. Fullmetal Alchemist.
“This is our king, firstname Prince (Old English Þeoden)” “this is our legendary horse named Hero/Chief (Eorl) and ok he can talk” Everyone is not named after a fighter jet! But everyone has the Eo- prefix and yeah don’t worry about it. That could just be an eo- prefix to do with the verb “to be”. Or it um. Could be eoh. Even just as a pun. In which case everyone would be named after uh. “Horse”.
If we don’t microdose delusion we won’t make it through this reality babe….
So I remember reading about this study in grad school where they have a bunch of clinically depressed people and a bunch of non-clinically-depressed people a game that was partially chance and partially skill, and asked them to estimate how much control they had over the outcome.
The depressed people were far more accurate in estimating how much influence their actions had on the outcome of the game compared to their nondepressed counterparts, who consistently overestimated the effects of their own choices on their chances of winning.
Then I remember this other study (CW animal testing) where they put rats in a bucket of water that they couldn’t get out of, so they’d have to swim. There was a fairly consistent point at which the swimming rat would falter, and stop swimming, fated to drown.
Except that that’s when the researchers would pull the rat out of the bucket, give it a nice rest warmth and a meal.
When those SAME rats who had been rescued before were put in the same situation again, they swam much LONGER than they had before.
Why? The risk was the same either way- drowning. You’d have thought that the fear of drowning would keep them swimming to their maximum length no matter what.
The researchers conclusion was that the rescued rats had something they hadn’t had the first time- they had more hope. A miraculous rescue could come, and that let them swim for longer, just in case.
I think we do microdose delusion because sometimes that little overestimation of our chances, of our luck, keeps us swimming that little bit longer, just in case something good happens. And sometimes, that little margin really does make the difference.
“All right,“ said Susan. "I’m not stupid. You’re saying humans need… fantasies to make life bearable.”
REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.
“Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—”
YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.
“So we can believe the big ones?”
YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.
“They’re not the same at all!”
YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME…SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.
“Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what’s the point—”
MY POINT EXACTLY.”
-Terry Pratchett, Hogfather.
hey, don’t just leave the quote there! the last line is what MAKES it!
“YOU NEED TO BELIEVE IN THINGS THAT AREN’T TRUE. HOW ELSE CAN THEY BECOME?”
