can we please start sexualizing derpina again i hate that stupid fucking wojak egirl
can we all go outside and lay back on the ground and stare deeply into the sky above for so long that we become convinced that getting up again could send us falling up and away into the vast infinite blue
Public transportation is humbling, by which I don’t mean there’s anything lesser about it, but that it reminds you in the best possible way that you’re not the main character of the universe. Even in a world class public transportation system you’re occasionally going to encounter people begging, crying babies, people talking loudly or emoting, people wearing outfits you may consider weird, body odor, delays and inconveniences. I’m not saying you need to put up with straight up harassment or anything like that, but you need to accept that the world exists outside of you. If your entire world is your workplace, your car and your nuclear family, that is going to impact your politics and your perspective. It’s no wonder so much of the US is designed to this exact end, and how so many suburban Americans who value comfort and convenience over all else are losing their damn minds. The US is an international embarrassment when it comes to transit, but even in sophisticated networks you still have to share a space with other human beings and you need to act like an adult about it.
This mentality will straight up tell you who acts entitled and unreasonable on airplanes.
JOEL-PETER WITKIN Cupid and Centaur in the Museum of Love Toned gelatin silver print. 1992. Signed, titled, dated and numbered 9/12 in pencil on the verso. 32¾ x 27¼in. (83.2 x 69.2cm.) Framed.
