finished 3D low poly commission for @kenashcorp ! thanks! and thanks for everyone who came to the streams! I will start on the next commission very soon!
Self reblogging to add a thing I found:
The account @Anti_Racism_Dog didn’t last long. Twitter suspended it quickly, a fate reserved only for the most aggressive, abusive and hateful users. What could a dog – an anti-racist one, at that – do to deserve it? @Anti_Racism_Dog had one real function: to bark at racist speech on Twitter. The account responded to tweets it deemed racist with the simple response ‘bark bark bark!’ Sometimes it would send wags to supporters but that was pretty much it.
For the short time it lasted, it was amazing to watch how people reacted to @Anti_Racism_Dog. The account would respond mostly to what the sociologist Eduardo Bonilla-Silva would call ‘colour-blind racism’, that is, racisms that are generally right-libertarian in orientation and justified through appeals to supposedly objective discourses like science and statistics. It’s a notoriously insidious white-supremacist ideology, a virulent strain evolved specifically to resist anti-racist language. Colour-blind racism defends itself by appeals to neutrality and meritocracy, accusing its adversaries of being ‘the real racists’. Although its moves are predictable, they’re hard to combat rhetorically since they’re able to ingest the conventional opposition scripts. Colour-blind racists feed on good-faith debate, and engaging with them, especially online, is almost always futile. But when they’re barked at by a dog, one whose only quality is anti-racism, they flip the fuck out. They demand to be engaged in debate (‘Tell me how what I said was racist!’) or appeal to objective definitions (‘The dictionary says racist means X, therefore nothing I said was racist’), but @Anti_Racism_Dog just barks.
@Anti_Racism_Dog inverted the usual balance of energy in online dialogs about race. Precisely because the dominant global discourse is white-supremacist, it is rhetorically easier to make a racist argument than an anti-racist one. Look at almost any comment thread or discussion board about race and you can see anti-racists working laboriously to be convincing and to play on their opponents’ ‘logical’ turf, and racists repeating the same simple lines they were taught (‘I didn’t own slaves’, ‘I’m just stating the facts’, ‘The Irish were persecuted too’, etc.) ‘Trolling’ as a certain kind of internet harassment is tied to time: the successful troll expends much less time and energy on the interaction than their targets do. It’s the most micro of micro-politics, an interpersonal tug of war for the only thing that matters. But have you ever played tug of war with a dog?
A true troll doesn’t have a position to protect because to establish one would leave it vulnerable to attack, and playing defence takes time. @Anti_Racism_Dog, by fully assuming the persona of an animal, was invulnerable to counter-attack. You can’t explain yourself to a dog and you look like an idiot trying. The only way to win is not to play but this is the colour-blind racist’s Achilles Heel: they’re compelled to defend themselves against accusations of racism. It’s the anti-racist argument that gives them content; theirs is an ideology that’s in large part a list of counter-arguments. After all, white-supremacists are already winning – their task now is to keep the same racist structures in place while making plausibly colour-blind arguments against dismantling them. @Anti_Racism_Dog was empty of anything other than accusation and so left its targets sputtering.
The account served a second purpose: as a sort of anti-racist hunting dog. @Anti_Racism_Dog quickly attracted a lot of like-minded followers who understood the dynamics at play. Whenever it would start barking at another user, this was a cue to the dog’s followers to troll the offender as well. There’s only so much one dog can do alone. Colour-blind racism is particularly dangerous because it isn’t immediately visible as such. It provokes good-faith discussion from liberals about what counts as racism, muddying the water. But @Anti_Racism_Dog’s strategy draws new lines about what constitutes acceptable discourse on race, placing colour-blind racists on the other side by speaking to them like an animal. What would be taken as totally insane in flesh space can be infuriatingly clever online.
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Jenn: Draw Yotsuba getting attacked by a parrot
Based on a true story. Jenn babysat a kid who got attacked by someone’s pet parrot at a park…
On the one hand, the lack of style guide for the Giant Bomb wiki is scary sometimes. On the other hand, sometimes it leads to the creation of pages that are incredible in the best and worst ways imaginable.
That section also happens to be the only one on the Troy Baker page. Not a bio. Not trivia on his body work. Just voice actor shipping.
God bless this mess.
Giant Bomb does not condone Kanji/Rise in any way, shape, or form
I never played Catherine, but if Catherine runs around saying “farty poop fart!” and stuffing her face full of chocobees and Bastard Cola all day long, I guess I finally understand Vincent’s temptation.
no one has a crush on me. i am too strong to be crushed
Just finished my first weight-lifting session with my friend Steve. Now I’m back home and it turns out ex-roommate Eric was finally good for something after all. He left this stuff when he moved out last September.
Had a dream last night. I was wading in a shallow river, digging through the sandy bottom to find anime. Most of the DVD cases I dug up were empty, but I did manage to snag Bakemonogatari and also some kind of Jojo omnibus that had been left there on purpose by Nathan F. He’d left a note inside about how awesome it would be for whoever found it. Then my classmate Nathan T showed up with an old man in a tiny motorboat to pick me up. The boat had a bit of water in it, so the old man, who was driving, sank the boat entirely, and then kept trying to floor it and pick up enough speed that the boat would rise all the way out of the water. I guess he thought that was the best way to get all the water out of the boat??? But he didn’t have room to pick up enough speed. He stayed underwater until Nathan T passed out, so the old man and I dragged him out onto shore where he woke up. Then the two of us layed down on top of him and I woke up.
Normally I hate movies that are all about doing drugs and dick jokes and masturbation jokes and have Danny McBride in them - I don’t think they’re funny at all - but This Is The End was so hilarious the whole way through, and the ending is incredible.