Curated Tumblr

"touch starved not in a craving human contact way but in a daydreaming about napping under a dragon's wing way"

(Image of a dragon statue, and a stick person napping under the dragon's wing. The stick figure is circled and labeled "me".)

"when i say i want to be held i'm talking about this"

Screenshot of a Tumblr post by imsobadatnicknames2:

"A couple years later it's still amazing what a perfect distillation the original 'anonymized people of the global south' tweet is of the absolute callousness of yankee liberals;

(Screenshot of a Twitter post by @loudpenitent: "An anonymized 'people of the global south' is not worth more than domestic queer citizens or any other member of any other marginalized community - or, bluntly, any fellow citizen at all. Real-ass human beings matter more than rhetorical constructs.") (end of Twitter screenshot, back to imsobadatnicknames2’s commentary);

If I wrote a character saying this into a piece of media about how much americans suck it'd be too on the nose."

It has a reblog by "fuckersupreme" saying: Man, fucking Ellen. Every so often she rings me up or shoots me a text asking if I wanna play dice with her and every so often I start to try to say no, but she fucking picks up on that so fast and her fun quirky demeanor drops. No longer laughing and being bubbly, she starts to remind me of the file she has in her possession that would simply ruin me if it fell into the wrong hands. And so with tears in my eyes is reluctantly agree to play dice with Ellen. It’s always in a back alley behind some strip mall. Gross and rank. Ellen hunched over a damp piece of cardboard she uses to roll her dice on. I always ask Ellen, I say Ellen you’re so rich and famous, can’t we please play dice in like a highrise penthouse or something? Thinking of the nice all you can eat buffet that would surely be there. All highrise penthouses have all you eat buffets. I’m pretty sure it’s like some sort of requirement. If I’m going play fucking dice with Ellen​, let me at least get my fill on some slightly warmer than room temp fries. But she always just grunts a no, and then rolls her dice, not looking at me at all. And holy shit, I’m not a man who believes in luck but… Ellen is turning me into a believer because she has to be the unluckiest person in the world. Every role she does, pure shit. I don’t even really know how to play dice but fuck, I play like some kinda world champ when I play with her. And fuck, her goddamn temper. It doesn’t take much to set her off. Screaming and shouting and huffing and puffing. This fucking back alley we play in has a number of cracks in the walls from her just pounding her fists into them after each of my rolls. Fucking cracks. Brick walls. Fucking cracks. At the end of the game when I inevitably beat her, she pulls out a knife and just slices or stabs me before running off into the shadows to go fucking goofy white lady dance as she interviews Channing Tatum or something, fuck!

And holy shit, speak of the devil, would you look at this…"

It has an attachment of a text message saying: "Hey punk! Punk, where are you?"

"Please Elen..." "Cool pic of me showing famous actor chris pratt your secret. See him laughing like that? He couldn't stop. Wonder how other people would react. hmmm."

It continues, saying: "So I guess I’m playing dice tonight, and then paying the hospital a visit to attend to my future stab wounds. But I guess it bets the alternative of having people find out I sit on the toilet backwards, god how embarrassing."

It is an image made to look like a quote, it says: "Alienate your progressive voters by courting the center-right at all possible opportunities - Sun tzu, the art of war.

It has a reblog with a screenshot of a comment saying: "what policy she has that is center right [sic]? that makes no sense this has to be ragebait."
It has another edited quote saying: "If you do not immediately agree with a post on the internet, it has no intellectual backing and is singularly intended to offend. - Sun Tzu, the art of war.

There is a final reblog. It shows a screenshot of the tumblr messages icon, showing that there is 72 new messages sent to the author of the post. This reblog is equipped with yet another edited quote saying "uh oh - Sun Tzu, the art of war".

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the framing of generative ai as “theft” in popular discourse has really set us back so far like not only should we not consider copyright infringement theft we shouldn’t even consider generative ai copyright infringement

who do you think benefits from redefining “theft” to include “making something indirectly derivative of something created by someone else”? because I can assure you it’s not artists

okay I’m going to mute this post, I’ll just say,

if your gut reaction to this is that you think this is a pro-ai post, that you think “not theft” means “not bad”, I want you to think very carefully about what exactly “theft” is to you and what it is about ai that you consider “stealing”.

do you also consider other derivative works to be “stealing”? (fanfiction, youtube poops, gifsets) if not, why not? what’s the difference? because if the difference is actually just “well it’s fine when a person does it” then you really should try to find a better way to articulate the problems you have with ai than just saying it’s “stealing from artists”.

I dislike ai too, I’m probably on your side. I just want people to stop shooting themselves in the foot by making anti-ai arguments that have broader anti-art implications. I believe in you. you can come up with a better argument than just calling it “theft”.