My version of “doomscrolling” nowadays is just going to iNaturalist, browsing pictures of animals and fantasizing about where I would introduce them outside of their natural range if I was some kind of ecology-focused evil scientist. I do this when I’m depressed. I don’t know if it helps.
Bring hyena to Texas put Texas in hyena paws humans can trust Texas to hyena pack yesss
How could I disagree with such a trustworthy source
said this as part of a larger point in a reblog but I’m gonna make it its own post:
humans have the right to do things that are mildly bad for us sometimes.
you have the right to eat way too many pierogi and make yourself a little sick. you have the right to go skydiving. you have the right to pull an all-nighter building the Imperial City of Tamriel in Minecraft. you have the right to get drunk in your living room watching football.
life is not about making the safest most logically correct choice at all times. you’re a blob of salty meat piloting a flesh mech and you get to act like it.
This is called dignity of risk and it’s a big topic in disability rights spaces. id elaborate but im fuckin wiped
it’s always funny how people will advocate for bodily autonomy when it comes to certain things but then shy away from anything they personally wouldn’t do to their own body. like yeah, that’s why it’s your body buddy. i can do what i want with mine.
