Second, this means any poor person with a phone and the new Burger King app can literally get food for a penny just by going to McDonalds, which is probably a goddamn lifesaver if you’re regularly worried about where your next meal is coming from
staff You are recommending that I follow a nazi blog I blocked last night. Your site promotes anti-semitism to Jews. Your site shoves Nazi Swastikas in the faces of Jews. It’s bad enough that the Nazi blogs seem to be sprouting up like weeds on a site that claims to have an anti-hate policy, but to actively promote them to people who have taken the steps of blocking these blogs is beyond the pale. Clean this place up. It’s turning into Stormfront.
I encourage everyone who sees this post, Jewish or otherwise, to reblog it. Tumblr has been ignoring the growth of Nazism on this site for too long. It needs to end.
This is legitimately the funniest thing that has ever happened on MBMBAM
[Transcript:
Brothers: Brooks. Brooks: So, uh, my question is: my boyfriend keeps on going into the pantry and grabbing handfuls of fettuccine– [audience laughs] uncooked– Griffin: I would hope he’s not grabbing handfuls of cooked fettuccine, Brooks. Travis: In your pantry! Brooks: –and eating them raw. And he keeps calling them chips? Justin: Okay. [audience laughs] Brooks: How do I make him stop? Travis: Is your boyfriend here? Brooks: Yeah. Travis: You’re a monster. [audience laughs] Words mean things! Griffin: Does anybody remember– [clears throat] I haven’t been to Olive Garden in many moons, but they do have, like, a little, like, fettuccine bottle that you can just grab them out and chew– hold on, was this a prank you guys pulled on me when we went to Olive Garden as kids!? [audience laughs, Justin quietly snickers] No, stop! Everybody shut up! Do they give you fettu– raw fettuccine to chew on in the lobby of the Olive Garden? [Audience, shouting: No!] Griffin: You [stutters] fuckin’ bastards! Travis, shouting: YEAHHHHHHHH! [audience cheering] Justin: The prestige! [Travis laughs] Travis: Now you have IBS! We got him! Griffin: [crosstalk] I didn– What I need you– Brooks, we’ll get back to you– what I need you two to understand is that was not the only time I went to Olive Garden. There were– [breaks in embarrassment] Travis: Were there never employees around!? Like– [Justin laughs loudly] Griffin: I– I, wanting to seem like an authentic metropolitan diner, would always grab the fettuccine and walk over to my friends, like, “mm, yeah, I’m a little– little peckish.” [Justin and Travis laugh] Justin: Griffin, as a– Griffin: I fucking can’t believe– I can’t believe you did that and I can’t believe literally I’m finding out in the worst imaginable venue. Justin: Speaking as a former Olive Garden employee, there is– if I saw a little kid eating fettu– raw fettuccine? The odds of me stopping them are negative 1000 percent. Griffin: Okay, Brooks. Justin: Brooks! Griffin: Yeah, so I’m gonna sit this one out, Brooks. Travis: Wait– Justin: Brooks, is it possible that your boyfriend has been laboring under the same delusion as my brother for all these years? [crosstalk, unintelligible] Oh, they sell this for you to take home? Okay, well, fancy for myself then. Travis: Brooks, is it possible your boyfriend does not believe these are chips, but instead likes to annoyyou by calling them chips, a thing I– not exactly that, but similar– do to my wife all the time. [audience laughs] Griffin: Is it possible, boyfriend, loves chips. And you never have chips, and this is his way of passive aggressively [audience laughs] sort of guilting you into go– “MM, these are tasty chips!” And as a raw fettuccine eater myself, I can tell you it’s not a– it’s not a good chew. You do it– you put it in your mouth, and your six-year-old brain thinks “it’ll turn to fettuccine in the heat of your mouth.” It doesn’t work like that! It doesn’t work like that! Just doesn’t work like that. Justin, softly: Brooks?]
I aint gonna articulate this right but I’ve noticed there’s this weird sub culture on tumblr where it’s frowned upon to say anything positive about your life. Like occasionally I see someone post something like “I love my job so much” and a few responses are like “wish I could find a job :/” or “must be nice to not have depression” and it’s really strange. A lot of people are pulling themselves out of dark places or finally figuring out how to be happy (no easy feat) and they don’t need you projecting your own demons on their moments of happiness they wanted to share.
“Crab mentality or crabs in a bucket (also barrel, basket or pot) is a way of thinking best described by the phrase ‘If I can’t have it, neither can you.’ The metaphor refers to a pattern of behaviour noted in crabs when they are trapped in a bucket. While any one crab could easily escape, its efforts will be undermined by others, ensuring the group’s collective demise.”
– Crab Mentality, Wikipedia
Other examples:
Most incel groups
Eating disorder groups that glorify thinness
Trans groups constantly criticizing each other’s appearance and ‘passability’.
“Other trans people can’t get insurance or crowd funding for their surgery because I have had to save every penny myself”
Basically EVERY “I paid for it so others can’t get it for free, I suffered for this so others can’t have it easy” mentality.
Social justice groups where gaining any kind of ‘privilege’ through transition, finding a job or mental health recovery is immediately met with suspicion, criticism and a decline in group connections.
If something getting better in your life isn’t met with enthusiasm and support.. get out of that social space.
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