I hate seeing gifs and vieos of these pet slow lorises going around with people gushing over them.
all five species of slow loris are listed as endangered or vulnerable. these are creatures that should be left in the wild or used for conservation efforts.
slow lorises have a toxic bite. before they’re set out to be pets they have teeth pulled out or removed with nail clippers. since the people in the slow loris pet trade care only about the money and not the animals many die from infections because they just remove them cheap and fast.
they’re transported from Indonesia to other parts of the world in stressful, cramped conditions which can cause anywhere from 30% to 90% of the animals transported to die on the way.
they’re also easily stressed and nocturnal, meaning they’re prone to health issues even if they make it into someone’s home as a pet because how many people do you think get these as pets that also realize that kind of stuff? not many, especially not with those viral videos out there making them seem to be adorable perfect pets.
also, yeah, the slow loris pet trade isn’t exactly legal either.
It’s almost one of my favorite times of the year. Next week is Banned Books Week. And since this year, the ALA is putting a special emphasis on graphic novels, I have chosen to read Neil Gaiman’s Sandman series this year.
The gray half-fingerless gloves I ordered from the Historical Emporium came in the mail yesterday. I wore them a little bit today while I was working because my hands were inexplicably cold (it’s 75 F out today) and they’re pretty great! They’re acrylic yarn, and they’re a little scratchy, but I can probably combat that by using lotion more. I should be using lotion more anyway. I’m thinking they probably wouldn’t cause problems for someone who doesn’t have a skin condition like mine.
James Lopez, a veteran Disney animator (The Lion King, Pocahontas, Paperman), is currently trying to raise money for his traditionally animated project Hullabaloo. Hullabaloo is a steampunk short film which Lopez is hoping will help save the cause of 2D animation, and possibly lead to a TV series or film. So, if you’re interested in badass steampunk ladies or traditional animation, may I recommend you give a dollar or two. Hullabaloo's IndieGogo page is over here, visit to donate and learn more! And I’ll conclude with the plot:Hullabaloo is the story of Veronica Daring, a brilliant young scientist who returns home from an elite finishing school to find her father—the eccentric inventor Jonathan Daring—missing without a trace! The only clue left behind points Veronica toward Daring Adventures, an abandoned amusement park used by her father to test his fantastical steam-powered inventions. There she discovers a strange girl named Jules, a fellow inventor who agrees to help Veronica in locating her missing father and discovering the secrets of his work.
Together, Veronica and Jules learn that Jonathan Daring has been kidnapped by a mysterious group of influential persons, who seek to use his latest invention for nefarious purposes. These villains are wealthy and influential and neither Veronica nor Jules can stop them openly. But determined to save her father and holding true to the family creed that technology should be used for the good of all, not the greed of some, Veronica assumes the secret identity of “Hullabaloo”, a goggled crusader who uses wits and science to combat evil and oppose the nefarious conspiracy that has taken her father.
I was already all the way down for this but one of the rewards is an online animation class taught by James Lopez himself!!!!
"These are forms of male aggression that only women see. But even when men are afforded a front seat to harassment, they don’t always have the correct vantage point for recognizing the subtlety of its operation. Four years before the murders, I was sitting in a bar in Washington, D.C. with a male friend. Another young woman was alone at the bar when an older man scooted next to her. He was aggressive, wasted, and sitting too close, but she smiled curtly at his ramblings and laughed softly at his jokes as she patiently downed her drink. ‘Why is she humoring him?’ my friend asked me. ‘You would never do that.’ I was too embarrassed to say: ‘Because he looks scary’ and ‘I do it all the time.’
Women who have experienced this can recognize that placating these men is a rational choice, a form of self-defense to protect against setting off an aggressor. But to male bystanders, it often looks like a warm welcome, and that helps to shift blame in the public eye from the harasser and onto his target, who’s failed to respond with the type of masculine bravado that men more easily recognize."
BOOOM. Read this if you are a dude, please.
Politely raising Hell
A note from Atticus: This is one of my favorite stories growing up. Forgive me if you’ve heard it, I do enjoy it’s taste as I tell it, so it is frequently revisited.
My favorite school pastime was sneaking into the local graveyard on Saturday nights and cleaning up trash. I took my friend, Cricket, along. We would stop by the corner store, spend a buck or two on sweets and pop, then howl at the moon (literally) and race each other to the hallowed grounds.
Flash lights were forbidden as they might disturb anyone (or anything) that crept along. We listened to the histories of those who passed, gave each other life advice from what we learned, picked up trash, straightened flowers, removed fallen branches, and made offerings.
We pulled pranks on each other constantly, but never to the detriment of any tombstone or crypt. That was expressly forbidden.
If you caught yourself standing on someone’s resting spot, above where we believed their body would be, you had to kneel and apologize with utter sincerity, promising to never do it again.
We called it “politely raising Hell” and were never caught by the authorities, as we weren’t afraid to run into the swamps and marshes if we heard cars approach and lights flare up.
"Stop praising mediocre white men for their sexist, boring works of fiction."
"If a female writer had produced such an almighty mess, you can bet she’d be despised by now."