- Eat a worm.
- Chant “EAT IT! EAT IT! EAT IT!”
- Launch water balloons across the site at the portable toilet when someone was using it.
- Back the work vehicle up against the door of the portable toilet to trap someone inside.
- “Gently” tap the crew vehicle in front of them with the bumper of their vehicle.
- Discreetly vomit in the bushes due to hangover.
- Intentionally run over roadkill while laughing maniacally.
- “Moon” the work camera.
- Topless Day
- Throw a co-worker into the bog of water-screening run-off sludge.
- Flint-knap right next to a test unit.
- Chase one another around with a dildo they found (and then bag it as an “artifact” and send it back to the lab).
- Draw a smiley face on their hardhat in their own blood.
- Write off a shovel probe because there was a horse standing on the spot that wouldn’t move.
- Yell out, “I peed on a snake! :D”
- Have a shovel fight.
Day: December 6, 2018
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Not to pile on here, but this doesn’t look exactly promising.
It means every art blog would have to go through every post one by one and appeal individual flagged posts as not to lose content. Seems unlikely.
How the algorithm is designed to flag abstract art as obscene is beyond my understanding.
Hot sexy Rothkos are waiting for your call.
Female presenting rectangles.
I haven’t seen angles that hot since I was thrown out of that Cubism exhibit for lewd behavior. Totes worth it.
This Vagabond Fandom Life
The first thing you have to understand is that no one wants us. No one has ever wanted us. And by us I don’t mean fans in general, but creative Fandom, if you will. Transformative fandom–writers and artists and gif makers and vidders and podcasters and podficcers and the community that supports them.
Don’t be fooled by the occasional mainstream media article that uses mostly respectful language or the academic study that talks about transgressive fannish behavior like it’s admirable. People reading those news articles laugh at us and you don’t exactly see universities creating Fandom Studies departments.
Nor do we have the buying power we like to think we do. Think about it. We wouldn’t have to transform media to suit ourselves if that media already existed. If Marvel gave a damn about Fandom money vs fandom money, they’d be the ones posting the explicit Cap/Iron Man pics. They’ll take our money, but it’s not as important as small-f fandom money because there’s nowhere near as much of it.
So that leaves ue as exactly what we are: extreme niche hobbyists. And you know what? We’re not even nice, easy, safe, niche hobbyists like knitters or…idk, curling fans. We like trangressive sex a whole lot, we tread a very fine legal line in a time when intellectual property laws are a big fucking deal, we’re hard to advertise to, and, to make things worse, we have a nasty habit of dragging our platform admins into our petty, internecine Fandom Drama.
(seriously it’s like if the dude who runs the Giants SB Nation site went running to the SB Nation admins saying that the dude who runs the Dodgers site is a pedophile just because he implied Madison Bumgarner might be a little racist.)
But Telesilla, you say. Are we really bound to your fate? Destined to spend our fannish lives like you have, migrating from one site after another, always losing people and history along the way? This is so depressing! There has to be an answer!
Well, once upon a time I thought the answer was “by fans for fans” and wow, have I been burned by that one. Our greatest triumph is routinely attacked by its own users and our best functioning social media platform doesn’t have the bells and whistles corporate sites can offer. And AO3 and Dreamwidth are the success stories. Ask me about JournalFen. (on second thought, don’t. I don’t have the energy to explain without overusing the word “robust” and talking about ice weasels.)
I’m enough of a Old Time Internet Person to still think doing it ourselves is the best answer we have, but it takes a special kind of person to dedicate themselves to serving a notoriously fractious internet community that has no money and wants you to cater to their every whim. It takes an even more special kind of person to do it long term. Fandom history shows us that those people don’t come along often. (personal history shows me that I am, alas, not one of them.)
Until they do, we’ll just lurch from corporate platform that doesn’t really want us to corporate platform that doesn’t really want us. Because that’s the bottom line–we’re an extreme niche hobby and there’s no real money to be made off us. Under late capitalism…well, I don’t want to be that Fandom Old, but really, what did we expect?
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