Sad update everyone, Tama recently passed away… An estimated 3,000 people, including railway officials, attended Tama the cat’s funeral on Sunday, days after she died of heart failure aged 16. [x]
For those who haven’t read articles about it, the local shrine elevated her to a god. She’s now the Eternal Stationmaster and patron god of the station.
Beautiful.
Now I’m crying thanks
and a new cat was hired right?
yep! her name is Nitama (essentially ”second tama” or “tama II”) and she served under Tama as an apprentice before being appointed her deputy
she works very hard
Everytime this crosses my dash, I reblog. It is the law.
Law
I’m crying at 11pm over train cats
Nitama, already now a mature cat (born 2010), has a protege named Yontama (fourth Tama, b. 2016). There is no information available for either the physical befellment or tragic self-disgrace which has removed Santama from contention.
^Nitama majestic, and below with Yontama
Yontama.
a legacy
okay but actually what happened to santama (or sun-tama-tama, which is her name because it’s a pun on santama) was that she was basically sent to train for the position in okayama and they liked her so much they refused to send her back
someone who’s chaotic good (me) should never be allowed to run a bakery by themself (my job)
Why
well I work for a bakery inside a grocery store and we end up composting a Lot of stuff because it’s a commercial chain and they don’t care because capitalism
so every night an hour before closing, I look thru all the stuff to see what expires the next day, and I make it “free samples”
then I hang around by the cookie table and the donut case and whenever kids come around talking to their friends abt “if they don’t buy this, they can afford that,” “do we have enough money to buy donuts?” etc, I chime in and I’m like….
hey…free samples over there take as many as u want…..take the whole thing….just eat them before u leave the store…..go…run…eat pastries….be free
you are exactly the kind of person i wanna see running a bakery
This is basically the default practice for anyone not living and working in corporate dystopia. If you cannot use or sell something, it’s worthless to you. If something is worthless to you but someone else has a use for it, you let them take it away; you get the worthless thing disposed of for free, which effectively is the best value you’re ever going to get out of the otherwise worthless thing, and you also get to network with a potential contact or just generate a bit of goodwill.
You see it all the time in small business. If a construction company has a bunch of useless bits of warped lumber cut at odd lengths, they’re not going to bother disposing of it themselves if someone wants it for firewood. You got your own truck? Great, it’s yours, saves us the gas and labour costs of hauling it away.
Food destruction is one of the worst symptoms of a broken, inefficient, oligarchic economy. It’s actually wasting labour (and therefore money) to destroy something that is worth no money to its owner, on the presumption that someone, somewhere, will be desperate enough in its absence to buy something else. It’s dubious policy at best even from a ruthlessly pragmatic standpoint, and from all other perspectives it’s basically nihilistic insanity.
there aren’t enough posts going around about the swedish cryptid known as the skvader which is a rabbit with pheasant wings and also a very good boy.
like this one dude just made a fake taxidermy and spread it around as a hoax for a good ass while and it lead to this really cool fantasy creature and i am genuinely dissapointed that it never gets used in anything
THE BOY
Rabbirds, by the amazing @tkingfisher/Ursula Vernon (source).
The lack of skvaders is particularly frustrating when you realize it forms the third point of a wonderful cryptid trifecta.
You got the jackalopes, which are rabbits with antlers.
And you got the wolpertingers, which are rabbits with antlers and wings.
And then… what? Do you escalate? That’s unbalanced, those two rabbit cryptids don’t have the same number of extra things, the wolpertinger is clearly the jackalope But More.
BUT with the skvader on the other side, balance is restored. Antler rabbit, winged rabbit, winged antler rabbit. It’s a classic Venn diagram of imaginary lapine beasts, and it’s only complete if you acknowledge the fucking skvader.
Good thing Ursula’s got our back, at least.
This is a really excellent point and I applaud your advancements in Cryptid Theory.
can we dead the idea “no one will love you until you love yourself” when it’s more like if you don’t recognize your own value you’re more likely to endure mistreatment that you don’t deserve.
THATS THE TOE NECKLACE PERSON AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH
this is genuinely so fucking disgusting and horrifying. let her rest in peace and stop being a racist piece of shit with a CHILD’S REMAINS
Chiming in as a professional osteologist: this is wildly unethical and unfortunately extremely common. Big shock, but most bone hoarders are entirely ignorant of history and/or racist shit heads who powertrip off the opportunity to own somebody else’s remains. Most are unspeakably boring people who feel the need to pretend to be a witch / cultist / scientist / curator so that someone will think they are edgy and cool, and either don’t know/ don’t care that many older medical specimens were obtained before consent and professional codes of ethics were a thing. Inevitably, academic institutions clean up the messes that these idiots leave behind, and this behavior isn’t victim free. There is a huge difference between donated medical specimens, and whatever the fuck this situation is. Nobody ever consented to be shown off like a trophy by some empty-headed scene kid whose grasp of human decency is even shittier than her dye job.
If you want cool bones for the Aesthetique, consider Bone Clones or something similar. You can even get bone casts of rare, endangered, or extinct animals as well as human casts, with waaaaaayyyyy less legal/ethical hairiness. Shit, we used them in my Mammology lab because who the fuck is gonna get hold of a real live dead lemur/manatee/hyena/thylacine for a shitty little podunk college in the middle of nowhere?
I get it, bones are rad and cool, but please consider alternatives to actual human remains. There’s a long and angry history of white westerners treating the remains of literally anyone else like trash, so let’s not continue that practice. It’s time to cool it.
There are, of course, caveats for certain things. For example, I’d like to will my skull to my best friend because he’d probably appreciate it, but hell if I know if that’s a thing I am legally allowed to do.
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