Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?
It was a huge milestone of scientific and technological advancement. (Plus, at the time, politically significant). Humanity went to space! We set foot on a celestial body that was not earth for the first time in human history! That’s a big deal! I’ve never thought about it before but now that I have, it’s ridiculous to me that that’s not part of our everyday lives and the public consciousness anymore. Why don’t we have a public holiday and a family barbecue about it. Why have I never seen the original broadcast of the moon landing? It should be all over the news every year!
It’s July 20th. That’s the day of the moon landing. Next year is going to be the 54th anniversary. I’m ordering astronaut shaped cookie cutters on Etsy and I’m going to have a goddamn potluck. You’re all invited.
Hey. Hey. Tumblr. Ides of March ppl. We can do this
Time to feed unprofessional managers what they’ve been dishing out for far too long.
Couple things here, for when you do this to people:
1. if you get the “answer my call” text, NEVER ANSWER THE CALL.
They are calling you because they want to have the conversation verbally, and be able to lie later about what they said or didn’t say. Force them to continue via text or email- force them to continue the conversation in writing or not at all.
2. “Lack of 2 weeks notice is unprofessional!” or the other version, “Not providing notice is illegal!”
No it isn’t. Neither is true.
And in the US, all states except Montana are “at will” employment (though you may hear an employer refer to it as “right to work” to make it sound better, it’s the same thing). Sure, at-will employment means they can fire you without cause, BUT! It also means that you are not legally required to give a reason for quitting, or to give notice of any kind.
Is it polite to give notice when you can? Sure. Do bosses expect it? Absolutely. But that does not make you legally required to provide it.
3. The only thing I would change in the worker’s interaction here was their response when initially asked to come in.
Employee: “Hey Mark. Sorry I’m unable to cover the shift tonight because I’m studying for my exam tomorrow.”
Don’t give a reason for your lack of availability. It may be tempting to. You may feel rude if you don’t.
DON’T DO IT.
You do not owe your boss any information about what you do off the clock, and any reason you give will only ever be used against you.
Boss: “Hey I need you to cover Jasper’s shift tonight.”
Employee: “Sorry, I’m not available.”
And leave it at that.
Do not elaborate.
Do not offer additional information.
When you boss asks you to elaborate, because they will, be polite but firm. “With respect, that’s personal. I’m sorry, but I’m unavailable to cover this shift/work late/come in early/etc.”
Be a broken record- you’re unavailable. That’s the only information they need to know, and it’s the only information they have a LEGAL RIGHT to know.
Please stop giving your bosses information they don’t need to know and don’t get to have, because they’re only going to try and use it to fuck you over later.
toxic codependent familial dynamics this. toxic codependent romances that. what about toxic codependent coworkers. i can’t do my job without this guy here or i’ll kill myself.
“if no art makes you feel anything, make your own art and feel something” is too raw of a line to have come from a jenna marbles video of her painting a rainbow/polka dot seahorse saying “it’s seahorse time” on a denim jacket
Why do you people feel profound thought has to come from high places? The gutter looks at the stars too
not only did you prove your point, but you showed an example of it in the same sentence
the idea of christ calling you like a dog out into the wilderness is an image novel to me, i must say
okay my new medication has given me insomnia so I’ve been awake for 40 hours, so bear that in mind but
legitimately this is a provocative reframing of sin and the call to virtue
sinners are almost universally portrayed as being ‘lost in the wilderness’ (dark, wild, lawless), and the call to virtue is just as universally portrayed as being beckoned out of that darkness and into God’s house (a place of light, sanctuary, harmony, and order)
reversing the imagery completely changes the connotations: now your sinful condition is a well-lit house (familiar, comfortable, a place of habit and willing self-confinement), and heeding the call to virtue is to strike out into the dark unknown (a place of mystery, exploration, fear and wonder)
this reframing is fundamentally mystical in its outlook in a way that western christianity rarely endorses. the modern christianity that we are familiar with, as well as the dominant forms of western christianity going back to the early middle ages, are foundationally religions of logic and rhetoric, which lionize as their greatest theologians those thinkers who argue most successfully from a place of reason
(which obviously contributes to a standard characterization of spiritual life as ‘the house of God’, e.g. a place of order, security, and harmony)
Christian mysticism has always existed, but on the fringes of the mainstream, when it was not being outright persecuted. while in the eastern church it was (and remains) a core component of one’s experience of god, the western church has always looked askance at the mystical understanding of the supernal, and it was mostly experienced by esoteric groups (mainly gnostics of various flavors) or women (some of whom were also gnostics): either as followers of some charismatic visionary (hildegard von bingen being one famous example) or as movements among the laity which were easily suppressed when their power began to challenge that of the church (such as the baguines).
the protestant reformation really did not change the landscape in this respect, as the vast majority of protestant religions remained fundamentally faiths-based-in-reason, with protestant mysticism only really emerging a century later during the counter-calvinist movement. (that’s when you got, like, quakers.)
to imagine that the familiar state is one of complacent sin, and that to depart from sin is to enter into a dark wilderness where one will often stumble blindly among the trees after a faintly heard “come!” is the mystical experience of faith. where mainstream western christianity offers answers and the security of certainty - in other words, its selling point is that it will tell you what’s right and you may thereafter be confident of your rectitude - the pursuit of God via mysticism only offers questions. the mystic hears christ’s voice calling “come!” through a darkened doorway, and ventures out into a strange country full of frustration, wonder, and terror.
do I think the guy who drew this comic was thinking about any of this? probably not. the title makes me think this is more of a “kids these days would rather play jacks and skip rope than live decent god-fearing lives” thing
but if you crop out the title this is pretty good stuff
I’ve been awake for a normal amount of time so I have no excuse, but if we wanted to, we could see this comic as an unintentional engagement with the Manus Dei motif.
In Late Antiquity and the early Middle Ages, Jewish and Christian artists struggled to depict God while still complying with the Second Commandment’s prohibition of “graven images”. The iconographic compromise was Manus Dei, or the Hand of God. The 11th century image above comes from Sant Climent de Taüll, a Catholic church in Spain. The subsequent image comes from the Paris Psalter, a 9th century Byzantine manuscript. That should give you an idea of how widespread the visual concept was.
On the surface it’s a simple substitution, leaning on the Hebrew scriptures’ frequent anthropomorphism of God’s power as “a strong hand and outstretched arm.” You can’t depict God, so have his hand come out of a cloud, we have cleverly avoided idolatry!
And yet, there’s something deeper at work here, an implied mysticism that exists at the edge of our field of vision, artistically speaking. Medieval art was good at that, in its own little corners and byways. So let’s not take it literally. Let’s depart into the dark wilderness of wonder. Where does the hand of God go? To what body is it attached? Who could measure it, or even comprehend its geometry? It works upon our world, but look at the mandala it vanishes into, the same void that the sinner in OPs comic turns his back on. We aren’t allowed to see it, but we’re drawn towards it, into a Beyond that literally encompasses the manifestation of the Divine. Maybe that Beyond is the Divine.
Mandus Dei beckons beyond the corner of the paper, of the image, of the illumination or fresco. It’s anchored in a further place, a sort of locus of truth, which, if you go by the comic, you can follow into the exploring dark. All you need to do is step over the threshold of God’s will and begin your search.