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Upon your bed you sleep in pain
for nightmares whirl within your brain.
You waken with a fearful start
as horror grips your heart.

You sense a presence standing there,
then all at once it meets your stare.
A zombie waits within your room
and with it dwells your doom.

And you shiver and you scream
for you know it’s not a dream
as the zombie nears your bed.

The zombie, spawn of voodoo’s charms,
has come to take you in its arms.
It longs to crush, it yearns to clutch,
and lethal is its touch.

It does not live, yet is not dead,
two sockets burn within its head.
It does not see, it does not hear,
it does not heed your fear.

Closer, closer to your bed,
closer comes this thing undead.
Closer, closer, closer still
the zombie nears with icy will.

And you shiver and you scream
for you know it’s not a dream
as the zombie nears your bed.

—from The Headless Horseman Rides Tonight - More Poems to Trouble Your Sleep by Jack Prelutsky, illustrated by Arnold Lobel

  Virgil, The Aeneid, Book VI, line 743

[cont.] Now, I think many people who write about and try to fight structural bias are just accustomed to using “offensive” as something of a shorthand for this notion of harmful-because-it-reinforces-pernicious-memes; I know I generally have.  But offense is only defined in terms of how the offended person feels, which means it’s an insufficient concept.  It actually obscures the real problem. … People are unkind to each other all the time, however, and it doesn’t always do the same degree of harm.  … Mocking the powerless and unprivileged for those characteristics society arbitrarily uses as a basis for their marginalization does participate in and reinforce the narratives that justify that marginalization.

.I Don’t Care If You’re Offended by Scott Madin

These types of jokes does reinforces narratives, does limit the minorities’ freedom although not in a strict sense, highly probably had prevented my friend from coming out, and is especially sad to experience when done by the people who are otherwise kind and you genuinely care about. 

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  Gareth Pugh

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In his Voyages dans les Alpes , the pioneering 18th-century geologist Horace-Bénédict de Saussure wrote briefly about the chamois hunters of the Alps, men who pursued a notoriously perilous profession. The hunters were menaced by crevasses on the glaciers over which they chased their quarry, they faced death by falling from the steep slopes the chamois preferred, and death by exposure from the Alpine storms which could gather so quickly. And yet, de Saussure had written:

"It is these very dangers, this alternation of hope and fear, the continual agitation kept alive by these sensations in his heart, which excite the huntsman, just as they animate the gambler, the warrior, the sailor and, even to a certain point, the naturalist among the Alps whose life resembles closely, in some respects, that of the chamois hunter."

When I read this passage, it made absolute sense to me, despite the intervening centuries. As de Saussure said, risk-taking brings with it its own reward: it keeps a “continual agitation alive” in the heart. Hope, fear. Hope, fear - this is the fundamental rhythm of mountaineering. Life, it frequently seems in the mountains, is more intensely lived the closer one gets to its extinction: we never feel so alive as when we have nearly died.

- Robert Macfarlane

lets move out to the mountains? I have 7 years to answer that X Question. ;) If it gets bad, might take up mountaineering lol


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Something I should have done recently but didn’t quite do. I feel unprivileged, in a strange way. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that some of the people there do matter thus I was appreciating them, or is it because it had more to do with what M had asked: “Where is my guts?”

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