children aren’t dumb. we knew that trophies meant nothing when everyone in the fucking class got one
Also who was giving out those fucking trophies? SPOILER ALERT IT WASN’T US. IT WAS YOU.
Who the fuck got trophies?? I got a piece of paper saying Participation on it with a cheap-ass shiny sticker in the corner!
Sometimes they were ribbons.
Sometimes they were just the gnawing awareness that you could never trust any praise an adult gave you.
^^^^
When I was in 7th grade, the administration at my middle school decided to make a bunch of changes to pep rallies, including changing the spirit award to the grade that showed the most school spirit to three spirit awards SO THAT EACH GRADE COULD HAVE ONE.
We decided in about 2.5 seconds that this was fucking stupid and that it was pointless to have a school-wide spirit contest IF NO ONE WAS ACTUALLY ABLE TO WIN. Our entire grade organized ourselves and boycotted the pep rally in protest. We still went to the pep rally, but the entire 7th grade sat quietly in the bleachers and refused to cheer or otherwise participate.
AND IT INFURIATED THE SCHOOL ADMINISTRATION. INFURIATED THEM.
They ended up giving one spirit award to the 8th grade and two spirit awards to the 6th grade. At which point, our entire grade stood up and cheered, and the principal screamed into her microphone that we needed to sit down and stop cheering.
Because we hadn’t broken any school rules, the administration realized they couldn’t punish us, and they changed back to one spirit award and got rid of the other unpopular pep rally changes. But they never forgave us. The principal saved up all of her anger for a year and a half and then called a special “promotion ceremony rehearsal” for our grade right before we graduated from middle school specifically so that she could spend an hour yelling at us about how THIS WAS NOT FOR US, THIS WAS FOR OUR PARENTS AND OUR TEACHERS AND THE ADMINISTRATION AND THE SCHOOL, AND IF WE FUCKED THE CEREMONY UP IN ANY WAY, SO HELP HER, SHE WOULD MAKE OUR LIVES A LIVING HELL.
So, yeah, tell me again about how my generation expects trophies for participating. I dare you.
Someone somewhere has a great post about how all Millennials learned from this “everybody gets a trophy” culture foisted on us was to distrust conventional feedback methods (if everybody gets one, the system must be wrong and someone who tells me I’m good at something is probably lying). So the fact that we’re a generation filled with insecure overachievers with a well-documented lack of interest in conventional life markers is partly due to all those stupid participation trophies.
Ruined a perfectly good kid that’s what you did. Look at it. It’s got anxiety
i think adults were trying to fix that thing my generation had where if you weren’t good at something that was your identity henceforth. you were the girl who ran away from the ball, the boy who couldn’t spell wisconsin. what they failed to realize was that ‘honoring’ literally everyone didn’t keep kids from being singled out and mocked for their mistakes and failures, it just added a burden of having to pretend to appreciate these insulting empty gestures as well.
Pretty sure “money can’t buy happiness” is meant to actually mean “don’t neglect emotional health and caring for the people in your life in the pursuit of more wealth than you need”, but instead middle-class and rich people use it to tell poor people “don’t strive to have financial security even though I have it”.
While many people think fanfiction is about inserting sex into texts (like Tolkien’s) where it doesn’t belong, Brancher sees it differently: “I was desperate to read about sex that included great friendship; I was repurposing Tolkien’s text in order to do that. It wasn’t that friendship needed to be sexualized, it was that erotica needed to be … friendship-ized.” Many fanfiction writers write about sex in conjunction with beloved texts and characters not because they think those texts are incomplete, but because they’re looking for stories where sex is profound and meaningful. This is part of what makes fan fiction different from pornography: unlike pornography, fanfic features characters we already care deeply about, and who tend to already have long-standing and complex relationships with each other. It’s a genre of sexual subjectification: the very opposite of objectification. It’s benefits with friendship.
are we ever going to talk about how you have to get actual permission from both your captain and doctor in order to have sex with an alien
like who sits around Starfleet and makes these rules
For everyone wondering about this:
“All Starfleet personnel must obtain authorization from their CO as well as clearance from their medical officer before initiating an intimate relationship with an alien species.” (VOY: “The Disease”)
It’s true.
this is hilarious
yo captain i wanna bang this alien
sdfsldkfslkj this is the part of Bones’s job he hates the most, going through all the forms on his PADD to give the green-light to all these potential sexual encounters he just WISHES HE DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT IN THE FIRST PLACE but you know he actually DOES SOME RESEARCH to see if people will be COMPATIBLE whereas Jim just ticks the box, all, FREE LOVE, BONES and Bones has to be like GODDAMMIT DID YOU EVEN READ THE FILE, JIM, THEY DON’T EVEN HAvE ORIFICES and Jim is like, wow, Bones, they can still have fun, don’t judge
and bones
hates
everything
This sounds like the sort of rule that got instituted because of something that happened to Kirk, TBH.
It’s referred to in Bones’ log as “The Incident” and Kirk was itchy and purple for weeks
Y’all have got it backwards.
Kirk wanting to bang everything that movies is mostly the parody version of the character. The notion owes more to Zap Brannigan and company than anything out of the original series; yes, Kirk sometimes ends up in compromising positions with female aliens, because he’s a 60s action hero, but he rarely pursues it himself.
In the original series, it’s Bones himself who wants to bang everything with two legs and a pulse.
Like, it’s an actual plot point in multiple episodes.
And let’s be fair. Two legs is probably optional. There’s doubtless an Edosian woman or two that’s been graced with his affections.
Random headcanon: the Starfleet regulation cited above originally required only the clearance of the chief medical officer. The requirement for the CO’s authorisation was added specifically in response to the fallout of Dr. Leonard “Bones” McCoy’s realisation that, by the strict letter of the rules, he could authorise himself to fuck anything.
After working together more than once, Peter’s trust in Wade develops into a strong bond. He ends up showing him his face and give him his name as a sign of trust 🙂 Now if only Wade knew the word “personal space”.
going through my microsoft word archives is great fun because i always find the wildest shit in there and by “the wildest shit” i mean the time i tried to rewrite the entire bible from scratch at the age of eleven and a half
“And so Adam and Eve were cast out of the Garden of Eden, and Eve turned to Adam and said, ‘Nice going, loser.‘”
iconic
whilst you were listening to avril lavigne, i learned the way of the Lord
I probably would have been more interested in the bible if it read like this
just moving along like everyone else 