All crime is vastly underreported in Japan and a shitton of deaths are ruled as suicide, because their police system is broken as fuck.
Japan’s legal system is also fucked up beyong anything ever. They are a country where “Guilty until proven innocent” is fucking normal. You get accused of something?? you are guilty. its up to you to prove you didnt do it and the accuser has to do jack shit
Japan is a country that tries to pretened very hard that it’s not a complete dystopian shithole, isn’t it?
It was rather terrifying to learn Ace Attorney was actually a satire.
And just like in AA, there’s no jury, the judge is the one who calls the verdict at the end of a trial. Prosecutors can basically present anything they please as evidence. And worst of all, they typically only hold trials for the people who seem the most obviously guilty, which the defense inevitably loses, which is why Phoenix winning all of his cases, let alone his very first, is such a big deal.
Also it’s really REALLY common in Japan for police/prosecutors to falsely evidence. Hence why that’s a recurring theme/plot point in the series
“This dude has a gunshot to the back of the head under really weird circumstances”
“Idunno investigating is hard. Call it a suicide or something”
Actual testimony from police in Japan
Police departments and politicians also have uncomfortably close relationships with organized crime, and it’s not uncommon for detectives and coroners to get called off murder investigations or recieve “suggestions” to prematurely call suspicious deaths suicides because some nice men in suits told the chief that they’ll handle things from here on out.
I left my house in the middle of the night and walked to a bridge to jump. By the time I had walked all that way and was at the bridge. The effort to climb to a spot to jump didn’t seem worth it all of a sudden.
When I was 17 i decided I wanted to kill myself. I hiked up to the top of this mountain to a summit called “Maidens Cliff”. there was a plaque at the beginning of the trail that told the story of a girl who had accidentally fallen and died while on a family hiking trip and how the cliff was named after her. By the time I’d made it to the top I’d changed my mind about jumping. About two years later I went back to that trail and hiked it with my family (they were completely unaware of what I had planed to do to myself on that cliff years prior). My mom read the story on the plaque aloud to all of us and I was so thankful that I had changed my mind about jumping because all I could picture was my name on that plaque instead of the girls. Time helps put life into prospective. The things you are going though are not worth ending your life over. Keep fighting. For your friends, for your family, and for your future self. You are worth it, life is worth it.
hi your local jew here reminding you that cherubim, seraphim, nephilim, and words of that nature ARE PLURAL and therefore should not be used to refer to a singular one of these creatures like i see every day of my g-dforsaken life
a single instance would be referred to as a cherub, a seraph, a nephil, et cetera
these words originated from hebrew, and in hebrew -im and -ot are our plural endings. so if you say, like, nephilim in order to refer to a single nephil, it’s like you’re saying “look, a dogs!” it just doesn’t match up and you look really silly
goyim you can reblog please do so to spare yourselves and your friends from this thing that i legitimately see everywhere i turn
Any man who complains about being nagged really ain’t shit because women only “nag” men who say they’ll do something and then they don’t. Men who do what they said they were gonna do when they said they were gonna do it don’t have those problems, cause women don’t ever have to ask them twice (or even at all) to take out the trash, to watch the kids, to pick up their socks etc, and those men have mutually fulfilling and drama-free relationships with women. If she’s nagging you, it’s your fault.
Also it’s so funny that “nagging” is seen as a much bigger relationship no-no than not being dependable and a person of your word, to the point where women will go out of their way not to “nag” a man who hasn’t done the dishes in weeks and just grin and bear it and do it themselves – what a fucking scam
Yes yes yes
I feel like this is the most repulsive part of our marriage culture that all men and women have excepted as normal and even funny enough to make memes and videos where we all laugh about a woman struggling to raise a family by herself and clean up after everyone including an other adult by herself. I just think it’s disgusting most married woman are single mothers of their own husbands even. It’s absolutely stupid and if you’re a man who has to “watch/babysit” your own children so you’re wife can rest or sit in front of a tv then you need to step it up and be a father and a husband. I’m so sick of hearing literally every woman I know sobbing because they are so overwhelmed with doing absolutely everything by themselves. You didn’t marry your own mother or a slave. I hope men break this gross marriage culture. The stupidest thing is the “I didn’t know you needed help you didn’t ask”. Oh hell no. In my house when someone is doing something, laundry, dishes, cooking, and you walk by them you ASK if they need help. I raise my kids that way and I wouldn’t expect my husband to be worse at helping than my own children. And if I hear the whole “well I work and my wife stays at home” um both times when I was a stay at home mom as soon as my husband was home he did a minimum of 50% of the housework and co-parents with me, when we both worked full time he actually did probably 75% of the house work and parenting since my hours were late and I had to sleep in.
Since my blog is primarily religious, if you’re reading this men, your wife is supposed to be you’re helper, not your mommy. If I see another “trad” blog with a woman slaving away while her husband sits on a recliner reading a paper I’m going to burn their laptop.
I hate that I have to constantly talk to my teen sons about this. I have actually told them several times that if they get married and act like just another toddler in the house I will literally move in with them and baby sit him to be sure he pitches in a min of 50% since it would be apparent he still needs a mommy.
it seems so strange to me that the only people it is socially acceptable to live with (once you reach a certain stage in life) are sexual partners? like why can’t i live with my best friend? why can’t i raise a child with them? why do i need to have sex with someone in order to live with them? why do we put certain relationships on a pedestal? why don’t we value non-sexual relationships enough? why do life partners always have to be sexual partners?
My grandmother and grandfather more or less adopted my grandmother’s best friend back in the 50s. After my grandfather died (before I was born, back in 1968 or so) they continued to keep house together, platonic best friends, and they hung together until they died, a few months apart, in 2007.
It’s quite recently, as far as I can tell, that living arrangements like that have stopped being regarded as normal.
It’s absolutely a new thing to find this stuff weird, and it has a lot to do with media pretending that the nuclear family and marriage are the only reasons to live with other people.
I’ve lived in a 3 adult household my whole life. My parents and their best friend. This was never weird to me, even though everyone my age thought it was because the media never portrayed these kinds of housing arrangements. As far as i was concerned, I just had an extra non-blood parent.
According to my parents, it was very common in the 70′s-80′s to buy houses with your friends, because it was financially smart to do so (so long as you were certain they were close friends who wouldn’t fall out with you and fuck everything up). Houses and house payments are much more manageable when you split the bills 3-4 ways instead of just two.
Millenials aren’t the first to think it’s a great idea to just shack up with friends. That’s housemating without the hastle of living with strangers. It’s still a good idea to shack up with people you’ve known a long time so you know how you’ll get on living together, but still. In the current economy, it’s pretty much now our only option for affording anything.
I think, and I’m not researched on this, but I think conservatives probably tried to suppress images of non-nuclear families because they likely thought it would encourage ideas of polygamy, polyamory, open sexual relationships with or without marriage, as well as other relationship types they thought of as un-christian or unsavoury. I could be wrong, but that shit wouldn’t surprise me.
(And i want to make a note that there’s also a disturbing amount of asexual denial around that makes people go ‘if they’re living together they HAVE to be banging because why wouldn’t they?’ and that shit both creeps me out and annoys me no end. People can be in relationships without sex. People can live together without sex. Sex is not the be-all and end-all and people being taught to think it is really need to stop).
Don’t let the media fool you into believing you can only live with a sexual partner or blood family. Someone somewhere has an agenda for making these seem abnormal, when really it’s just practical.
A lot of people acted like it was super weird when two of my brothers decided to move states with me when I started my postdoc. I got really used to giving a little canned speech about it because it seemed to bewilder people so much. (Their leases happened to be up! We could share rent! They wanted to try somewhere new!)
The notable exception was my grandma, who was just like, “oh, yes, when we were young my sister and I decided to move cross-country together and it was lovely.”
More of this kind of thing for everyone, pls.
The implication that close sibling relationships must also be a warning sign for incest also peeves me off; what kind of society are we living in anyway
This is a lesson a lot of us have to learn about our writing. It’s never as bad as we think it is, and sometimes we just need to take some time away from it to find that out.
I dunno if you guessed it, but I like drawing cute little
ponies….fanart of a children’s cartoon. And every so often, someone
feels the need to tell me that my personal interest is stupid, childish,
cancerous…..“cringe-y”. Boy howdy, do I hear that word tossed around a lot. Cringe, cringe, cringe. We’re all afraid of making something cringe-worthy. Something that could end up in those lovely “Bad OC” cringe compilations. I see other artists, especially young creators, getting policed and attacked for creating something that could-gasp!- be interpreted as the dreaded Mary Sue. So artists stifle themselves. Can’t make your OC too colorful. Don’t you dare make
them related to a canon character! Better watch that backstory, lest
somebody decry your character as an edgelord. You can have a nerdy
interest, but you better not be too fucking passionate about it. Watch yourself. Don’t be too different. Don’t be cringe-y.
So
here’s my question to ye gatekeepers of content, ye knowers of all
things cringe-worthy, ye adamant enforcers of creative
conformity………..Who cares?
Really.
Why. Why is “cringe” an issue? So what if someone makes an edgy
black-and-red OC, or a sparkly mary sue alicorn princess? So what if
somebody makes up an over-powered self-insert and ships them with a
canon character? So what if somebody dares to be unironically passionate
about a fandom or interest considered less-than-cool? Who cares if
people have imperfect, cliche-riddled characters they love?
Cringe culture is mean-spirited. It demands creators conform. It’s perpetuated by people who, quite oddly, get really bent out of shape at the sight of people unironically enjoying harmless things.
I
say forget it. Trample it. Let people have fun. Especially don’t be
cruel to young creators- nobody learns to be a skilled artist or writer
overnight. And this is by no means a statement against criticism…..but
there’s a big, big difference between giving constructive criticism, vs choosing to crap on somebody for having a “cringe-y” interest.
Idk.
I’m a teacher with an Art Education degree, and I believe one of the
most important things is to encourage people’s interest in the arts, not
push them away (out of a mean-spirited attempt to seem cooler by
proxy). My favorite Mister Rogers quote (applies to artists of all
ages):
“Do you like to draw with
crayons? I’m not very good at it. But it doesn’t matter. It’s the fun of
doing it that’s important. Now, I wouldn’t have made that if I just
thought about it. No matter how anybody says it is….It feels good to
have made something.”
[Image: Screencap from the above website; you can click through to read the whole thing, but I’m going to copy-paste this same bit because it answers so many questions in my life – mostly related to “Why am I crying about this?”]
Rejection sensitive dysphoria
(RSD) is an extreme emotional sensitivity and emotional pain triggered
by the perception – not necessarily the reality – that a person has been
rejected, teased, or criticized by important people in their life. RSD
may also be triggered by a sense of failure, or falling short – failing
to meet either their own high standards or others’ expectations.
Dysphoria is Greek for “difficult to bear.” It’s not that people with
ADHD are wimps, or weak; it’s that the emotional response hurts them
much more than it does people without the condition.
When this emotional response is internalized, it can
imitate full, major depression complete with suicidal ideation. The
sudden change from feeling perfectly fine to feeling depressed that
results from RSD is often misdiagnosed as rapid cycling bipolar
disorder.
It can take a long time for physicians to recognize that these symptoms
are caused by the sudden emotional changes associated with ADHD and
rejection sensitivity, while all other object relations are totally
normal.
When this emotional response is externalized, it looks
like an impressive, instantaneous rage at the person or situation
responsible for causing the pain. 50% of people who are assigned
court-mandated anger-management treatment have previously unrecognized
ADHD.
Capslock translation from above: “Wow Im so glad my doctor told me about this” said none of us ever
One more reblog for the road. I’ve seen at least eight people go “There’s a name for this?” as a result of sharing this link, and I want to try and reach even more. It’s so meaningful to me to know that there’s something going on, and that it’s not just me being inadequate at dealing with my emotions. When you consider the level of horror I feel over even minor screwups, my reactions are completely understandable. My feelings are valid.
For anyone else out there who cries over spilled milk, or at the drop of a hat? This might be worth a read.
This is your irregular reminder that Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria Is A (terrible, horrible, no good, very bad) Thing.
Alternately, this is your notice that There’s A Name For That Horrible Experience.
Support to all of my fellow ADHD-ers out there; RSD is made of terrible.
if it wasnt for undertale, i probably wouldnt have my job? i applied to my current studio over a year ago with a storyboard test i had done for Disney TV the previous year. i didn’t progress with the disney job because of location reasons, but the director who contacted me for the test found me through the UT animatic I made. once i applied and supplied the test i did, our director was like LOL START RIGHT NOW. if it wasnt for undertale i wouldnt have made the UT themed animatic, and i wouldnt have done the test and i wouldnt have had anything Good And Decent to show when i applied since i was working as a janitor at the time and had zero motivation. now i work full time in the animation industry as a storyboard artist…. all thanks to Toby and fanart….. if someone tells you that you cant live a life doing fanart as an artist, vomit on their shoes and then walk away. its perfectly fine.
Same dude. I got my first job in an animation studio a few years ago, but it wasn’t even in animation. I lost the job because I couldn’t keep up dealing with it and finishing college ( with a graphic design graduation because it was the closest I thought I could get to digital art) so I lost so much of my motivation. A while after I went through some heavy family problems that only made it worse, but in this moment that I needed the most, Undertale came up and filled me with passion, drive to create, motivation to study again, show what I could do. So in another studio, with a bunch of fanart, I studied more then ever, applied myself, and now I work in a project in a studio I’ve been dreaming to work through most of this journey. It will always mean so much to me.
I got my two current animation jobs and my previous design job through Yu-Gi-Oh!, Sonic, and Ghost Rider fanart. Fanart is a BOON in this field – it gives you something to be passionate enough about to do good work. Nobody cares what it’s fanart of – if it’s good work, that will speak for itself.
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