No matter what mistakes you make or bumps in the road you come across, you are not a failure. Don’t forget that. >v<
There was a split second there where his like, “wait, what? bro what are you doing?”
On more serious note, PTSD dogs for veterans are so fucking therapeutic. They’re like the one person you can spill your guts to and never worry about ever being judged or have that secret divulged. There are times when I definitely prefer the company of a dog over a human.
Therapy animals save lives.
These dogs are even still so much more amazing. They check rooms before their handler enters, so they can clear it to help the person feel safe. Like in the gif, they are there when panic attacks or nightmares occur, to be something for the person to help ground themselves on, or yes just to turn on the lights. Even more amazing, many people are able to reduce their medication when they have a PTSD service dog there to help them. These dogs are useful for not just veterans, but also victims of abuse, accident trauma, natural disasters, and others. Their training allows them to be useful in situations where medical assistance is needed, as well. Some PTSD dogs are trained to recognize repetitive behaviours in handlers, and signal the handler to break the repetition and stopping the behaviour and possibly injury.
Service dogs in general are just awesome. Remember to respect any that you see out in public. They are not there for you to walk up to and play with, even the puppies!
Damn this made me shed a tear. I love dogs..
Service dogs are amazing. There were a lot of servicemen and women at my old job, and they’d occasionally bring in the dogs they were fostering while they were in training to become Wounded Warrior Service animals. These dogs go through pretty intense training in order to help people suffering from PTSD, but they also need to be socialized in order to get used to being around large crowds of people so that THEY don’t panic either, so the foster owners would bring them to us for play breaks. My favorite WW trainee dog was a bouncy black lab named Freedom that always gave me a kiss on my hand or put his head on my leg when he saw me. He was the biggest doofus, but he knew when to go to work and he took his job very seriously.
I don’t know the exact numbers, but from what the trainers told me, it’s very rare for a dog to flunk service training, and even if they do, their chances of getting adopted are still pretty damn high given their temperament and skill set. Before finding Stormy, I seriously considered becoming a foster owner, but I strongly suggest it to anyone that’s interested in adopting a dog of their own one day. Not only will you be helping people that really need it, you’ll get to hang out with a super-rad dog all the time.
Service dogs fucking rule.
Can I just reblog this again because this is beautiful.
I FOUND IT THANK YOU
*starts making paper stars
So some dudes were complaining lately, “Women are telling guys to stop telling them how to dress, but not all guys are total misogynists! Women do it to each other too!”
So. People. Let me tell you a thing.
This is a picture of a panopticon. It’s a kind of prison. See, it’s a giant circle, with all the cells around the rim. The tower in the middle is where the guards are. The guards can see into all the prisoners’ cells, but the prisoners cannot see each other, and they have difficulty seeing the guards. Each prisoner knows that at any time, they are being watched, and if the guards see them behaving incorrectly, they will come with truncheons and beat the prisoner up. They learn to feel that gaze on them, all the time; every movement makes them think, “What if this breaks the rules, and they see, and they come and punish me?” Soon, prisoners don’t need guards standing over them all the time to follow the rules; they do it themselves, because that gaze is omnipresent. Even when the guard house is empty, they still think, “What if someone is watching me?” (This is all from Michel Foucault. You want more on this, go read Discipline and Punish, enjoy the descriptions of medieval torture.)
The panopticon is a metaphor. In our society, we are constantly watched, tracked, disciplined, and punished, from childhood. The school says you skipped class today. The babysitter says you wouldn’t follow the rules. The police saw you at the park with your friends. We are held to valid rules, and to bullshit rules; some of them are necessary to make our society safe, and some of them just make us easier to exploit.
You are held to rules. I am held to rules. They vary. As a woman, I am held to rules that say be small be pretty defer to someone else and I’m punished in different ways if I don’t obey. My brother is held to different rules, that say be strong don’t feel dominate the situation. We end up policing each other; we meet and he says, “Looking good,” and I remember: people are watching how I dress and how I look. If I disobey, they will notice, and I could be punished. I meet him after his job and ask, “Do you think you’ll be promoted soon?” and he remembers: people pay attention to whether or not I’m in charge, and if I’m not dominant, I could be punished.
Sometimes the guardhouse is empty. Sometimes nobody is paying close attention to what I’m wearing. Sometimes the guards don’t come to punish me, so whether or not I am pretty or attractive does not affect whether I get to own property. (It used to: whether or not my ancestresses were married affected their legal and economic statuses hugely)
Feminism is about the work of dismantling the prison when it comes to bullshit rules. It’s about saying that we shouldn’t be held to stupid rules based on gender. So it’s about the work of getting rid of the cells and the watchtower, and getting rid of the guards with truncheons. We can stop telling each other these stories about all the rules we’re held to, and we can stop punishing each other for breaking them. My brother stops telling me, “You’ll never get a date if you dress like that.” I stop telling him, “You need to be strong and work hard so you come out on top.”
So no, feminists don’t believe that all men everywhere are 100% misogynistic. It’s just that a lot of women are conditioned to think that 100% of the time, there is a risk that someone is watching us, and we will be punished if the break the rules. It is really hard work to break the social structures and the internal attitudes that imprison us.
And yes, women can enforce the panopticon. Hell, I’ll even tell you a womanly secret: I cannot count the number of times I’ve received cruelty at the hands of fellow girls for the way I looked or dressed. My entire middle school experience was basically that and algebra. We’re working on fixing that! Please, do not doubt that we’ve been working on that among ourselves as a gender. Women have spent a lot of blood, sweat, and tears trying to change how we treat each other. Now we’re asking you to pitch in.
This is also the work of magic, in part: to break down the panopticon, to fire the guards, and to break the truncheons.
This is beautifully written.
Laverne Cox was purposefully kept off the Times 100 list.
Just let that sink in.
Oh and before you come at me, I do not care what you say because she was well over 90 fucking percent
If you don’t think that’s utterly fucking disgusting and transmisogynist then I…
THEY HAVE THE ACE ATTORNEY OFFICIAL MANGA IN MY LAW LIBRARY I AM CRYING.
Your honor, something is amiss here!
As you are probably aware, library materials are labeled with barcodes as well as a number to determine their location on the shelf, as per the Dewey Decimal System. The books just to the left of the manga are labeled, as are the DVDs just in view on the lower shelf. Look even further behind these shelves and you’ll see that even those books are labeled!
Ladies and gentlemen of the courtroom, I invite you to take a closer look at the volumes that are, allegedly, part of this law library! Something is missing from the spines, isn’t there?
Where are the bar codes?!
This is a blatant contradiction! The OP is lying— these volumes cannot, therefore, be a part of this library at all! I propose that they simply brought these materials in for the sake of the joke!!
Only focusing on one aspect and not the whole of the issue, are we, Mr. Wright? Typical.
Your honor, if you bring your attention to the books just left of the manga, you’ll notice there’s a book (the second to the left) that also does not have a bar code.
If you examine the picture even closer—particularly the DVDs below—you’ll see that they bear bar codes, but not on the spines. No, they have them on the back and/or front of the DVDs. Of course, this method of labeling and organizing isn’t limited to products of the film industry alone.
Therefore, I’d like to propose that it is entirely possible that the manga books do, in fact, belong to the library!
Wh-WHAAAAT?! You’re kidding!!
(Shoot, he’s got me there… Better think of something fast! Something about the books that sets them apart from—
…! I’ve got it!)
While that may be true, you’ve also overlooked one critical error: the titles of the books! Whether or not your hypothesis regarding the labeling system is correct, these titles aren’t alphabetized correctly! What kind of self-respecting librarian would misplace such vital books?
While it pains me to have to point out something so obvious, I suppose I’ll make an exception for you, Wright.
Clearly, one look at the titles of the books next to the manga is a tell-all of this certain library’s less-than-stellar organization skills. None of the books are in alphabetical order, I’m afraid.
They could very well be alphabetized by author and not title, but it’s a little difficult to be able to decipher that from this single picture, wouldn’t you say?
Furthermore, the manga books themselves are in numerical order, suggesting some kind of system is in place, albeit not a very good one, if the alphabetizing is off.
At the end of the day, it seems like neither of us can draw a clear conclusion from this evidence alone. Your honor, I strongly suggest a recess in which we could investigate the library itself further.
I see the issue here very clearly.
Due to the uncertain nature of this case, we’ll have to postpone this decision until more decisive evidence can be obtained. The court will now take a 15-minute recess.
(W-wait, but I’m not—)
I’ve got some decisive evidence for you, pal!
We investigated further into the photo. Zooming in, you can see a label on the DVD case to the bottom left.
Photo Close-up added to the court record!
As you can see, pal, you can vaguely see the words “Of Toledo Law Library” on the label!
And, considering possibilities of the rest of that label, “University of Toledo" was the first to come to my mind!
A quick search on the University of Toledo’s Online Law Library Database revealed that there ARE the comics pictured in it!
Miles Edgeworth Ace Attorney Investigations volumes 1-4 and Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney volumes 1-5!
And there’s more!
The section these comics are filed under is the “Law in Popular Culture" Section, which matches up with the stickers on the rest of the books on that shelf: "Lowering the Bar: Lawyer Jokes & Legal Culture”, “Prime Time Law”, “Lawyers in Your Living Room!" and "Reel Justice: The Courtroom Goes to the Movies”!
Not only is it in the right section, it’s also a documented part of the Law Library’s database!
How’s that for decisive evidence?
…It’s true that the books are definitely in the library, but look at the books that are immediately next to it, on the left side!
Specifically, the one that is titled “Lowering The Bar: Lawyer Jokes & Legal Culture”. Therefore, the shelf is clearly on the culture surrounding the law itself and popular culture relating to the legal world!
I hardly think it’s odd to see the Ace Attorney manga as an example of either humor in the legal world OR popular culture relating to the law!
O-Oh. I guess you have a point there…
Hey, wait a minute, pal!
Don’t go pullin’ the wool over my eyes here!
The University Library’s Online Database clearly shows that the comics are filed under “Law and Popular Culture”!
It doesn’t matter whether those comics are related to the section or not; they’ve been listed under it in this library, and that’s nothing but the truth!
And since they’re filed under “Law and Popular Culture”, they’re in the exact right place they’re supposed to be!
The books next to those comics have little stickers that say “Law Pop Culture” on them! That proves the books are on the shelf meant for the “Law and Popular Culture” books!
You can’t fool me so easily, pal!
Oh, I’m not disputing the fact THAT the library owns them…
…but rather, the significance of the original testimony in light of this fact!
Recall, the witness clearly stated, “THEY HAVE THE ACE ATTORNEY OFFICIAL MANGA IN MY LAW LIBRARY I’M CRYING”
However, as we have just learned, they were in a section explicitly dedicated to depictions of the law in popular culture… Which perfectly makes sense! So let me ask you….
Why did the witness act like seeing the manga in that particular part of the library was such a big deal?!? I’ll tell you why…
The witness has been DELIBERATELY MISLEADING this court this whole time!!!
I decree that all internet pedantry from this day forward must be Ace Attorney-themed. :D
IT GOT BETTER.
Ladies and gentlemen the dickhead running Australia
JUST FOR EVERY NON AUSTRALIAN OUT THERE LEMME EXPLAIN YOU A THING OKAY
TONY ABBOTT HAS A SISTER
A GAY SISTER
A LESBIAN SISTER
WHO PROPOSED TO HER LONG-TIME GIRLFRIEND NOW FIANCE
HIS OWN FUCKING SISTER
HE WONT LET HER GET MARRIED AND BE HAPPY
that is all *swandives off balcony*
this man is the REAL reason we Aussies use the word cunt so damn often.
I hate this man with the passion of a thousand burning suns
I’m waiting for the day he gets eaten by the very sharks he’s killing and all the lesbian, gay, transgender, and bi people watch in tears of laughter.
The passiveness of this sentence makes me laugh every time I see it.
There goes Godzilla, destroying the city.
Guys who try to use the “Are you on your period?” as way to end an argument always amuse me. Because it gives me the excuse to lean in close and whisper.
"I started my day by waking up in a pool of my own blood. Is that how you’d like me to end yours?"
From this point onward I will never respond any other way.