nothing more infuriating in this world than having to go back and forth between two bureaucratic entitites whose fucking job it is to talk to each other and go ‘please please talk to each other about this thing that affects my life please pleaaaase’ while they tell you ‘well. i cant do that until the other institution talks to me’. like being a fuckin kid hopped up on the parent trap and emotional neglect trying to mediate your parents’ divorce. mother fuckers you are literally a university finance office and a university loan office your organizations form a grotestque and incestuous ouroborous why do i have to be otto von fucking bismarck wheeling and dealing at the berlin conference to get one of you to send the other A Letter
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So what this paint company does is take iron pollution from abandoned mines that are polluting soils and rivers and makes iron based red pigment paints out of it.
Basically they realized hey no one's cleaning this shit up, it's polluting the streams, killing all the fish, making the water undrinkable and there's a huge market for it so why not make money by cleaning it the fuck up?
They remove this stuff by the industrial bucket load from the rivers. The idea is if it's in a painting, if it's in your home, it's not poisoning wildlife.
anyway its cool as shit, please support tf out of these people https://gamblinstore.com/reclaimed-earth-colors-set/
shoutout to the people working for hours on content that only gets ten notes. i’m kissing you tenderly on the forehead as we speak
the kicker is he was being asked if his work was coming from the approach of man vs. nature aka “THE ENVIRONMENT STRIKES BACK” but no. his literal words were along the lines of “sharks are not very scary if you are never in the water so i had to make them scarier, and now they have legs.”
Junji Ito has the best fucking take on horror, which is ‘wouldn’t that be weird’ and then he draws it into the most terrifying thing possible.
One of his strangest stories is about a cursed type of honey that, when ingested, is guaranteed to be the best thing you’ve ever tasted. But, if you consume it, you have a 25% of being flattened like a pancake by a giant tree demon. Characters eat it, get addicted, and that addiction forces them to risk it over and over again until they eventually get turned into a gory puddle by this ghost tree thing.
It’s a weird story, but the funny part is that Ito wrote it because he thought it would suck to be a mosquito.
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