I always feel like I should apologize for my personal posts, but then I realize that I have Ultimate Blog Power. I can write an essay about how sad I am and then post ten pictures of dogs rollerblading. You can’t stop me.
There is no good and evil. There is only power, and those too
weak to seek it.
“When the whales at SeaWorld were played a sound recording of a group of whales made at sea, they all stopped moving in their tanks. Then one of them, Corky, began shaking violently. The tape was playing sounds of her family. “I have no idea if this creature shares any feelings that we know as humans, but her reaction reminded me of the times I heard messages from my own family when I was a hostage in Lebanon. I would feel great relief at knowing they were well, but also much sorrow and a sharpened longing to be reunited with them. “What is clear is that Corky could recognize her family’s sounds after years of separation…Knowing only this much I believe it is pointless and cruel to keep these animals apart for commercial reasons - to exploit them for commercial entertainment.” -John McCarthy, journalist
Sea World pisses me off so much. I cannot get over these beautiful, huge creatures kept in tiny tanks and forced to perform for human’s enjoyment. That’s fucked up
do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man
Art by Delcan Shalvey
Words by Brian Posehn & Gerry Duggan
Trapped, a short comic about social anxiety.
Pretty accurate for social anxiety wow