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Yo, Seattle: Please Vote Yes for Metro




If you’re not in Seattle/King County this doesn’t apply to you, but I had more to say than would fit on Twitter, so…

So there’s this little ballot measure that’s coming by this month, and it’s a special ballot. There’s only one thing on it, and that’s to further fund budget shortfalls in our metro bus system. This is not NEW funding, or ADDITIONAL funding, this is just to keep the budget from getting slashed as a previous source of funding ends.

Please vote yes. Please.

If they can’t get funding, they’ll cut 74 bus routes, including one of the very few that actually go through my neighborhood.


If you live in Seattle and have ever tried to catch one of the 70, 71, 72, or 73 routes during peak times, you have probably already experienced the sardine-can conditions of a route that’s already at peak capacity - assuming you aren’t left standing at the stop because the bus is already too full.

Losing the 66 and 67 route means that anyone in the University District or Eastlake neighborhoods will have to take an additional bus DOWNTOWN before going to Northgate. Anyone who lives in the Northgate area of Seattle who happens to work at the University? Well, they get to ride a bus all the way downtown and then hope that there’s still space on one of the 70 routes I mentioned before. If you’re lucky. That turns a 45-60 minute commute into something more like 2 hours. Will it still be physically possible to get to work? Sure, but if you’ve ever lived somewhere where your daily route does not sync up with existing bus lines, you know how much of a pain that is.

Look, I don’t have a car. I can’t afford a car. The biggest reason I sold mine when I moved into Seattle proper was that the combination of repairs, insurance, gas, and parking was way out of my budget. Losing some of these metro routes would seriously mess up my ability to get around and I have it lucky because I am physically able to walk the mile and a half to and from work, but there are others who can’t.

Right-wingers (and the Seattle Times, apparently, good job jerks) are advocating sending a no vote to tell metro to figure out ways to pare down its service. Nope! Voting no will actually just completely screw over the people who need these bus routes. I’ve only talked about the routes that directly involve me, but like I said, there are 74 routes on the chopping block if the metro isn’t funded.

The opposition is also making the laughable claim that this is “bad for low-income voters”. Explain to me how it’s bad for low-income people to have accessible public transportation? Especially considering that part of this funding is going to be used so that we can have low income reduced fares? It’s notable that labor organizations, low income and disability advocacy groups are behind the statement in support, while the statement against consists of a group of people who are allergic to all taxes. Welp!

Public transit helps those of us who can’t afford cars, don’t or can’t drive, or who choose not to. Public transit reduces overall congestion on the roads and… come ON people, what century is this? What city is this?

Seattle, it takes five seconds to save our buses.

Please vote Yes on Proposition 1 by April 22.


Today is the day!



List of ballot drop box locations: <href=”http://www.kingcounty.gov/elections/voting/ballotreturn/locationlist.aspx”>here! 



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A few examples of some text recently placed on discarded furniture and appliances in various Sydney locations.

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Prisoner zero has escaped


Prisoner zero has escaped

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A sad story at Target.

It is known.

the dollar spot is the best and worst thing to ever happen to me

I call this the Target Spiral. It’s an inescapable part of life for most  twentysomethings, I fear.





A sad story at Target.

It is known.

the dollar spot is the best and worst thing to ever happen to me

I call this the Target Spiral. It’s an inescapable part of life for most twentysomethings, I fear.


so i was just trying to log into my old email account and i couldn’t remember the password so my security question that i set for myself two years ago pops up

and it is:


and I’m like, what a dick move, me. I don’t know the fucking answer. Why? Why? Why what, me? What are you trying to ask me, you little shit?!

so in a fit of rage I type in ‘BECAUSEFUCKYOUTHATSWHY’

ding password reset 

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"The statues watch. Their eyes are hollow with grief."

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Ships of the Line Pt. 1: The Enterprises (Pt. 2)

…Boy, you don’t realize what a nerd you really are until you see this, apparently.

(Yeah, D’s always going to be my favorite.  It’s just… so sleek and weird as hell at the same time.)

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“The trouble with the term “magic realism,” el realismo mágico, is that when people say or hear it they are really hearing or saying only half of it, “magic,” without paying attention to the other half, “realism.” But if magic realism were just magic, it wouldn’t matter. It would be mere whimsy — writing in which, because anything can happen, nothing has effect. It’s because the magic in magic realism has deep roots in the real, because it grows out of the real and illuminates it in beautiful and unexpected ways, that it works.”

Why the Winter Soldier is Less an Embodiment of Soviet Russia Than I Thought, or: Bucky Barnes, American Cold War Anxieties, and You



As you might imagine, I walked into Captain America 2 ready to get my Soviet Russia on. The Winter Soldier run is one of my favorites in—well, in any comic, really, and from what I’d seen in the trailers and whatnot, it looked like we were going to get a heaping dose of what makes that series so special and so sobering: the bloodstained underbelly of Soviet international politics, a glimpse at the way men and women were fed into the meat grinder of the State, pulped for the greater glory of their nation. In Bucky we’d see a drafted soldier kidnapped, brainwashed, and streamlined into the perfect machine. Not an ideal Soviet man, far from it; but a tool, utilitarian and dispassionate, with the five-pointed martial star on his shoulder; the awful triumph of the State over so-called human frailty.

And we did, we got all of that—insofar that you can’t have a Winter Soldier without those things. But as I watched, it became increasingly clear that this movie wasn’t looking to talk about the Soviet Union. There is a reason Bucky only speaks Russian once in the entire film. There’s a reason he’s never addressed in it. There’s a reason his code name is drawn from an investigation into one of the ugliest chapters of American history. And there is a reason that the movie takes this snarling, mechanized, indiscriminate killing machine and explicitly sets him up as Captain America’s other half. 

I’ve seen some reviews going after the film for pulling its punches, of holding up the Greatest Generation as America’s past, and a polluted security branch as its future, absolving it of responsibility for its actions in both cases. It’s HYDRA now and “sacrifices for freedom” then; why aren’t we interrogating ourselves a little harder?

My answer to that is: we did, and the movie is named after what we found.

The Winter Soldier is concerned with security and international supremacy, and the moral compromises America has made (and continues to make) in pursuit of both. It draws a straight line from WWII America to the modern day, where “we did some things we weren’t proud of” becomes drone warfare and Big Brother. Steve is at one end of this timeline, Nick Fury at the other. There’s a chasm of about fifty years between the two points. That’s where the Winter Soldier steps in. 

This film is haunted by an American war, yes. But not the one Steve fought in. The Cold War was “a battle for the soul of mankind”, waged across millions of hearts and minds, and it’s a patched-over burn in the American psyche, barely healed and still tender to the touch. We emerged on the other side of forty-four years as the world’s one and only superpower. And it fucking cost us.

McCarthyism saw Americans turning on one another, fueled by snarling, indiscriminate paranoia. Operation Paperclip recruited Nazi scientists to keep German technology out of Soviet hands. Vietnam, with its thousands dead, was fought to keep the dominoes of Communism from falling across Asia. America, augmented by an unimaginable weapon and ruthlessly militarized, spied, ordered assassinations, irradiated its own children, and dragged the world to the brink of nuclear holocaust. All for the sake of security.  

The Winter Soldier is that America.

Inhuman, bionic, unfeeling, unthinking, the perfect weapon: a creature of progress, powered by pure ideology. The mind wipes? Decades of propaganda in its purest, most undiluted form, administered directly to the brain. The arm? I know a nuclear metaphor when I see one.

If Cap is the potential of America, what we should never stop striving for, the Winter Soldier is what became of us when we fell desperately short. He is what we did to ourselves.

In many ways this film is a ghost story, and like all good ghost stories, it holds up the tragedy of our mistakes and begs us not to repeat them. What SHIELD proposes—Project Insight—is assured destruction, a level of control over a population not exercised since we were staring Russia down over a launch pad. And so the Winter Soldier appears, the long cold shadow of America’s past, and crashes into the hope for its future with the ring of a metal fist against a shield.

Cap can’t destroy him, what’s done is done. Bucky can’t be unwounded, or given back his stolen time; the blood on his hands won’t be scrubbed out. But they can walk slowly together, one helping the other stand. 

Steve can’t progress without Bucky, just as, the film seems to say, America itself is doomed to fester unless it looks to its past and acknowledges what it has done; the things it has ground into dust in the name of a higher cause. In the MCU, the only way Captain America’s country will move forward is if it swears to never, ever go back.

Leave it to Emily to knock this meta out of the park. <3 

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