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I Guess
In 2018, I didn't need to visit the doctor or a hospital even once. I guess this means that universal healthcare is neither necessary nor worth it.
It snowed heavily in November. I guess this means that climate change really is just pseudoscientific nonsense.
At work, we sold a record amount of Plan B throughout the year. I guess this means that abortions are redundant in today's society and should be banned.
Nobody has ever called me out for making inappropriate or sexist comments. I guess this means that women in general have been overreacting this whole time.
I have friends who are people of color. I guess this means that racism is a thing of the past.
I'm still living from paycheck to paycheck. I guess this means that old white male privilege is nothing but a myth.
Fifteen more years until I retire. I guess this means that counting on the Social Security benefits that I've spent three decades paying into was a dumb idea.
My boss was born in another country. I guess this means that
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Empty Platitude
Leather journal,
handmade paper, hand bound:
too precious for words
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LOL WUT by HaveTales-WillTell LOL WUT :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 4 3
If you aren't female, you don't have to worry about having your reproductive rights taken away.
If you aren't black or Hispanic, you don't have to worry about falling victim (sometimes literally) to a double standard.
If you aren't Muslim, and don't look Muslim, you don't have to worry about guilt by association.
If you aren't gay or trans, you don't have to worry about the loss of your civil rights. Or your life.
If you don't have a preexisting medical condition, you probably won't have to worry about how you're going to pay for your prescriptions. Or doctor's visits. Or hospital stays.
If you aren't near or below the poverty line, you don't have to worry about the loss of the programs you rely upon to make ends meet.
If you aren't a public school teacher, you don't have to worry about cutbacks. And what that will mean for your students.
If you aren't a grandparent, you don't have to worry about what kind of planet you're leaving your grandchildren.
This is privilege.
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My fellow Americans,
If you believe in the inviolate sanctity of an unborn child, that is your right.
If you are among those who would insist that a woman carry that child to term, but then refuse to provide the necessary financial means for her to provide for that child's continuing welfare as well as her own... then you are part of the problem.
If you are offended or disgusted by homosexuality or transgenderism, then I feel sad for you, but that is also your right. No one should be allowed to criminalize a gut reaction.
If you allow that opinion to determine who your business refuses to serve, where someone can use a bathroom, or whether two people in love ought to be allowed to enjoy the same civil and legal privileges that you do... then you are a part of the problem. Please don't criminalize a gut reaction.
If you respect women: well, of course!
If you mitigate that respect with locker room humor, with "boys will be boys", with salary caps and glass ceilings, with discouraging lit
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i (heart) words by HaveTales-WillTell i (heart) words :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 3 0
Night enfolding day—
fox has donned a warmer coat;
oaks abandon theirs.
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Over The Hill, Defined (No, Really!)
Attention, fellow netizens! Within this brief thesis I shall, using a heretofore untried amalgam of English and mathematics, attempt to officially derive the definition of term "over the hill" once and for all.
Ready? Let's begin.
    a) In English, 'forty' is the only number to have its letters arranged in ascending alphabetical order.
    b) Likewise, 'one' is the only such number with its letters in descending order.
    c) This makes 'forty-one' one of the very few numbers with all of its letters in an up-and-down pattern, forming a single cusp or peak.1
    d) From its shape when graphed, we shall define this particular arrangement of letters as being a 'hill'.
    e) Since 41 is by far the greatest of these hills, in both word length and numerical value, we shall further define it as being 'the' hill.2
    f) Forty-two is the first whole number greater than fo
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Star Trekkin'
The Original Cast:
Star Trek: The Three-Hour Tour
Star Trek II: Bill & Len's Excellent Adventure
Star Trek III: Raiders of the Story Arc
Star Trek IV: So Long, And Thanks For All the Fish
Star Trek V: Plan Nine In Outer Space
Star Trek VI: Dances With Klingons

The Next Generation:
Star Trek VII: A Ribbon Runs Through It
Star Trek VIII: The Lion, The Witch & The Warp Drive
Star Trek IX: A Tale of Two Species
Star Trek X: The Clone Wars Saga

The Do-Over:
Star Trek: The Fellowship of the Ring
Star Trek: How I Met Your Mother
Star Trek: Revenge of the Fallen
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Networking! by HaveTales-WillTell Networking! :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 2 5 Team devART by HaveTales-WillTell Team devART :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 6 2 Centrally Parked by HaveTales-WillTell Centrally Parked :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 3 2 It's Not Polite To Point! by HaveTales-WillTell It's Not Polite To Point! :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 3 2
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Eclair-ation of War! :iconhavetales-willtell:HaveTales-WillTell 5 65
A Clockwork Goldberg
The flashing, thrumming device was almost mesmerizing in its futuristic simplicity. Pulses of violet light chased each other, seemingly at random, across its front panel, while brilliant blue-white electric arcs surged upward from its central coil via a Jacob's Ladder: two tapered copper antennae reaching nearly to the ceiling. The combination cast an eerie and ever-changing series of shadows across the figures of the two men observing it.
The older of the pair was a dignified, gray-haired gentleman with a silk bow tie and bowler hat. His straining waistcoat, however, recalled slimmer days long since past; while his measured silence and slight frown spoke of an ego nearly as large as his girth. After some time, he turned to the slender brunet beside him and asked:
"This, then, is your clock?"
The younger man nodded, a quick jerky movement reminiscent of a wary passenger pigeon eying its captor. "Entirely electromagnetic. Is it not magnificent?" His voice had an odd accent: not quite Ge
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This review is based primarily on your question in chat, re: the suitability of these pieces for a group like #minimalit. I have to adm...

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"Oh, I have so many plans for this summer," Baljeet announced as he pulled out his agenda. "Aside from perhaps taking another university class at one point, I was going to go visit Mishti in India for three weeks." He hugged his agenda and looked at Isabella with a grin. "Oh, I cannot wait; I have not seen her for three years, now. It will be just like old times with her! We have already planned out every day!"
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raspy voice, like a demon begging for mercy.  she was
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drenched by the truth in her own
words, "i am just
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"An apple?" I asked.  I was peeling grapes for his lunch the next day.
"Yes," he said, "it was in the book we read today.  The kids, they gave their teacher an apple, and I think it would be a nice thing to do."
"Alright," I said, "we will get some apples.  Any kind of apple in particular?"
He thought about it.  "A big red one."
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I accidentally created a meme.

Sat Jan 5, 2019, 5:54 AM

So, how many of you happened to have seen this already? (Courtesy

:heart: Those who know me, know how much I love a good wordplay. On my Facebook wall one year ago, I'd put up a pic of me standing on my right leg, with the caption that I wanted to start off 2018 on the right foot. So for the end of the year, I wanted to do something equally goofy.

At first I was just going to record myself singing falsetto at 11:59 p.m., with the message that I wanted to end the year on a high note. But a bout of hoarseness earlier in the day put the kibosh on that idea. So as an alternative, I googled for a piece of clip art, cleaned it up a bit, and added the "last pun of 2018" part. Then I posted it on my wall, as well as one of the smaller punning pages that I follow, and went to bed before work. (I work overnights.)

During my break, around 3 a.m. on New Year's Day, I opened Facebook to see that I'd gotten a few dozen likes and about 100 shares; par for the course. And then, scrolling through my feed, I saw that someone else had posted a very familiar image in another one of the punning pages I follow. Yes! It's even more popular than I thought. Way to go, Mike! :w00t:

And then I noted (ha!) that the page that they'd linked from wasn't even one of the pages I already followed. So I rode the link back to that page, Pun Based Humor, only to discover that the admins there had liked it so much that they'd pinned it to the top of their page, where (as of this posting) it has over 15,000 likes and almost 50,000 shares. :omfg:

From there it has (if you'll pardon yet another :snowflake:-themed pun) snowballed. It's since appeared on almost every pun page that I know of on Facebook, and has jumped to other platforms as well, such as (from which I grabbed the above image). At a conservative estimate, based on the number of likes and shares I know about, it's already been seen by at least half a million people worldwide, possibly more.

So yeah, as the saying goes, I'm kind of a big deal. :roll: Which, along with about $3, will get you a fresh cup of coffee or bus fare where I live.

Anyway, how's your 2019 going so far?


P.S. It appears that during my latest leave of absence, I'd gotten myself another Daily Deviation. So a beyond-overdue thank you to xlntwtch for suggesting The Cello's Lament, and to doughboycafe for approving it. :hug:


Mike (aka Mikipedia)
Artist | Professional | Literature
United States
I'm 50 years old, unmarried, and focused on becoming a published children's and fantasy author; I also own my own business as a preschool gym teacher, martial arts instructor and birthday party host.

Lately I've been taking a metric ton of (mostly) nature photos with my phone. Would you suggest I throw them... 

25 deviants said :wizardhat: Into their own folder on this account?
6 deviants said :firelite-photo: Into a new stock photo account?
2 deviants said :deviator: Onto my PC, and let us never speak of this again?
1 deviant said :camera: Into a brand new alt account?
No deviants said :trash: Out?


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Regarding Llamas:

:iconllamaglomp: If I've left you a llama, the best way to thank me is by leaving me one in return. And I will always exchange llama-for-llama. :thanks:

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