Here’s a quick, really basic poster I made to spread awareness about Net Neutrality for anyone who has access to a printer and feels like printing out flyers to hand out to people or hang up around somewhere. Spreading awareness online is excellent and we all need to keep doing it but spreading it offline isn’t a bad idea either.
The dimensions on this poster should fit your basic 8.5" by 11" printer paper but I 100% give permission to y’all to edit it to fit other dimensions, to post it on other websites, and to share it wherever you want to, no credit or linking back to me necessary.
Just right click, save, and print or upload to literally anywhere you want.
Right now the Internet is held at a Title II level
If you don’t know what this means, here’s the meaning:
It’s held the same way food and water are held – important and easy accessable
Ajit Pai wants to take away that Title II status. He wants to make the internet a Want, not a Need. We live in the age of technology, internet is a basic need for survival now. You need the internet to access information, continue education, get a job, and in some cases: get food and water. Yes, you can do your grocery shopping online now, which is a huge help for people with any type of special needs.
I’m seeing so many posts about losing their favourite youtubers or never reading fanfiction again. Both good points, but that’ll never get you your internet saved.
Talk about the real dangers. People starving at home because they don’t have anyone to get them groceries. People dying because they can’t search up to see if their symptoms are ‘more than the common cold’. Thousands not knowing what to do in a natural disaster, having no way to receive proper education on what to do in their situation. Millions of potential highschool and college dropouts because they have to pick between education and whether or not they want to eat for the next month.
These are real dangers. Our poverty rates will rise indefinitely if the NN is destroyed.
If you’re thinking about your fanfiction, your youtubers, your fanart, stop for a moment and think about the other things. Think about how you might actually be able to have those things, while another family gadds to the unemployment rate
i used to think that a foot of parchment was a lot and feel bad when harry potter characters were assigned to write that much
but then i realized the paper i write on is 8.5 by 11 inches.
so a foot of parchment is the equivalent of like, a page and a half of paper.
they complained SO MUCH about essays that were like
a page and a half
wtf guys
get your shit together
No wonder Hermione always got onto the boys for not doing their homework.
it’s honestly not even a foot and a half it’s just one sheet of paper. a foot is 12 inches. like dang if i had to only write one page long essays in school about cool magic shit then i would have been ecstatic.
also 12pt times new roman— the standard assigned size and font for a lot of essay assignments— produces significantlysmaller text than a muggleborn teenageer with a pen and ink quill would be able to manage on the regular, no matter how dedicated she was. ron and harry are frequently noted to be using large handwriting on unlined paper. their homework would have been about three short paragraphs if they were feeling studious.
no wonder hermione was so fucking exasperated! muggle students their age would have strangled them.
another time when I was probably 13 I was playing Chip in this really spectacular production of Beauty and the Beast and even though I had to be constantly reminded back stage to Shut Up, I took acting Very Seriously my obnoxious 13-year-old behavior never made it out of the wings
except this one time when Bell’s dad Maurice had just escaped the wolves at the beginning of the show and Lumière and the other furniture sat him down and welcomed him and they wheeled me over in my cart to give him a cup of tea and idk WHY bc we’d done this scene 1 million times before but I wasn’t mic’d and when Maurice took a “sip” out of what was literally my head I quietly gurgled “aeEEEeeee my brains”
and only he heard it and I really fucked him up and took him a while to recover
was worried I wouldn’t be able to find a photo of me in all my glory but here it is
oh man fucking storytime:
about 4 years ago, at my sleep-away camp, we decided to put on beauty and the beast for our end of summer musical. seeing as we were at camp we only had 12 days to learn it, and like most of our shows nobody knew their lines. skip forward to the night of the play during the mob scene before the villagers all go to ransack the castle. Maurice was confirming that the Beast existed, and the girl who was supposed to say “crazy old maurice!” got mixed up with “kill the beast!” line (which we were supposed to say about about 10 minutes later), and ended up shouting “KILL MAURICE!”, causing the girl who went after the kill the beast line to pipe up with “we’re not safe until he’s dead!”, which led to us having to improvise and beat maurice to death in front of an audience of 7-12 year olds
My last year of highschool we did BatB and my friend was Mrs. Potts. So it was the last performance and everyone was playing little pranks on each other/purposely ..ahem…”improvising” lines. So at the end when everyone’s human and Chip asks “But mama, do I still have to sleep in the cupboard”
She just goes “Oho ho ho…” and then in the most deadpan way possible “Yeah. Ya do.”
sleep paralysis is honestly the most bullshit part of being a living thing. sometimes my brain just occasionally screws up and goes ????? uhhhh . cant move. here’s a demon
Apparently the dude who runs the crematorium is just fundamentally confused about how advertising works. He actually thought that the way you made an ad was you found a picture that got people’s attention … and then also included information about your company. He was genuinely surprised and baffled when people thought there was any relationship between the (independently nonsensical) captioned image and his cremation business. There were two more ads in the series that are equally, just… so much…
When people talk about traveling to the past, they worry about radically changing the present by doing something small, but barely anyone in the present really thinks that they can radically change the future by doing something small.
The Paradox Machine 