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Which is why the very idea of "unskilled labour" is ableist.

I had to work with an occupational therapist for 2 weeks to learn how to wash my dishes at home without having injuries or breaking my dishes. I could not have walked into a job as a fry cook just because it's entry level and "unskilled". I'd need to learn some skills first.

There's no such thing as unskilled labour for me personally, because any labour requires skill when your body or mind is disabled.

Somehow the bigotry of the old not-for-profit internet felt less harmful than the current model where corporatations fund bots to fuck everyone in the mental health for a grab at our empty wallets.

Oh I see your playing the legacy monopoly where house prices sort of match the money paid out by the bank....you need to index property and utilities to inflation but you don't adjust any of the money paid out by the bank to the players.

Aka Millennial monopoly.

The game is over much faster, unless you introduce a gig economy payment system. Then it really drags on.

And that's what we do IRL too, a bunch of people aren't playing by the rules, creating false hope through windfall lotteries, so it's taking longer to get to the part where we flip the board in frustration and destroy the bank.... Behead the mega rich and seize the means of production.

I forget my own fucking birthday but let me wax poetically about extinct Australian megafauna for a few hours.

Though it's episodic memory, if you ask me to give you a fun fact, let alone name a species just off the cuff, my mind goes blank. I don't know anything about anything.

But give me a minute to set myself the mental stage and start rambling about how as a kid I was obsessed with this old faux taxidermy at the Melbourne museum because it was like a derpy wombat horse. One time my mum took me to a kids activity workshop where we got to pretend we were digging up fossils and analysing them... did you know Australias geologic layering contains every single rock type that exists in on earth. Lots of Australian fossils are found in soft limestone. Hang on, dippy don! That's what I named the derpy wombat at the museum. It was a Diprotodon, a herbivorous marsupial who died out about 40,000 years ago. The cave in NSW where they found a bunch of specimens was 400 million year old limestone but Dippy only entered the record ~2 million years ago, so it suggests they burrowed, which makes sense when you look at their closest living relative, the wombat, though Diprotodon and the family it belongs to is a dead end on the evolutionary tree.

But yeah, you can't always rely on where you find the bones to date the specimens which is why carbon and uranium dating really changed our understanding of Australian history.

Speaking of locations of fossils, diprotodon is one of the only known Australian marsupials to seasonally migrate, so their range was huge! So were they! 2m tall, 3m long and easily 2500kg heavy, and have two giant protruding teeth (hence their name Diprotodon, Greek for "two protruding teeth", Di=two, pro to/protrude, don/dontics like orthodontics ....I also like etymology) and lived in the marshlands. European archaeologists thought they were originally skeletons of some kind of hippopotamus, but several mobs of indigenous Australians had/have oral histories around diprotodon. the last living dipro's died out after the first Australian peoples inhabited the land. Which is why there is an association between dippy and bunyip (an Australian cryptid/aboriginal mythology) a giant melevolent monster who haunts billabongs.

They indigenous Australians are often blamed for the extinction of a lot of megafauna, there was a theory of overhunting for the many years, but to date no diprotodon fossils have been found with evidence of human butchery, but we do have evidence that people would move bones around for some reason.

Anyway....

It's like a trance, and it's really hard to stop once you start, but you can't just pick up into it, something has to trigger the memory to surface, like seeing a certain train go past to remember specific train facts, or in my case thinking about where you I was and who I was with when I first learned some of the best facts about my thing.

Though I have AuDHD so not sure if the episodic memory is my autism or my ADHD, it feels like ADHD because the thoughts are so bouncy when they come, but it also feels like like autism because it's anxiously obsessive in a fun way inside my brain once they journey starts.

Also maybe remembering cool megafauna facts is why I forget things I should remember like what house number I live at or what year I was born (genuinely forgot these things, had to go to the front of my house to check, and do maths because I could remember my mums birthday and how old she was when she had me, but not my own birthday or age .... Autism and memory is fucking weird)

It helps that I work in community ed, there are 5 people on our entire faculty, so we litteraly all do a little bit of every job there is to do at an education centre.

My payslips look hilarious because I get paid 8 different rates per week depending on what I'm actually doing, admin, custodial, teaching, etc.

But this is the style of chaotic yet whole-ass-in education that drives me. I would quickly burn out at a more structured school-based workplace.

Amen, I just need IRL adblock now please.

It causes genuine harm, I'm visually impaired and I've wandered into construction zones because advertising billboards are mounted near and "road work ahead" signs and everything is all just bright and bold.

I don't know what's official, everything is competing for my attention but I have very little capacity to dedicate my full attention to a visual sign. The end result is incredibly fatiguing, seeing a bright sign and straining to ensure I read it because it's colours look important, nope, it's an ad, that was a waste of energy, oh look another one with the same blurry colours and type setting it's probably the same ad.... Nope that one actually needed my attention, and now I'm somewhere I shouldn't be and I'm in danger.

I'm also hard of hearing, but fortunately audio adber in the public isn't as bad, but anyone who's hearing impaired knows how fatiguing it is to try and filter through noise. It's the exact same for visual impairment.

Public trees already have a maintenance schedule and budget, public fruit trees don't need to be about filling hungry people, they're just as much about finding small moments of joy in your community.

Also trees that bear fruit usually don't produce as much pollen in spring so it would cut down on hayfever, they do drop more seed which can be messier if planted along sidewalks. That's the main reason decorative public trees are often male, 40 years ago civic planners decided pollen was easier to deal with than seed drop.

These posters are destined for the recycling bin (they're the old ones from the main classroom) so if anything it might reduce damage to other things if people are defacing the poster instead.

though in saying that, we don't have a tagging issue at our centre - I've rarely had to remove graffiti from toilets, it's only the soap dispensers that keep getting messed with here, but ripping the posters is also fine, if it makes someone less tempted to rip the soap off the wall.

All the more reason why they can't be used as valid and binding contracts in a court of law!

....those don't even remotely work to serve all genders.

I still wouldn't technically be able to pee anywhere if I was a student at that school (other than the single stall room....why not just have a bunch like that?)