In response to the NSFW ban being enacted by Tumblr Staff, on December 17th 2018 I propose that we all log off of our Tumblr accounts for 24 hours.
The lack of respect and communication between staff and users is stark. Users have been begging staff to delete the porn bot outbreak, which has plagued the website for well over a year. The porn bots oftentimes send people asks and messages, trying to get them to go to a website full of viruses. They also spam advertisements on others posts.
Users have also begged that Tumblr ban neo-nazis, child porn, and pedophiles, all which run rampant on the site. The site/app got so bad that it was taken off the app store.
However, instead of answering the users, Tumblr has instead taken the liberty to ban all NSFW content, regardless of age. But users have already run into issues of their SFW content being marked as sensitive and being flagged as NSFW, not allowing them to share their work.
Not only does this discriminate again content creators, but it also discriminates against sex workers. Disgustingly, the ban will be enacted on December 17 which is also International Day to End Violence Against Sex Workers.
This ban is disgusting, and while I (and plenty of others) welcome porn bots and child porn being banned, the Tumblr filtration system is broken. It tags artistic work’s nipples as NSFW (when it is art), it tags SFW art as NSFW (when it is not), and does not stop the porn bots, neo-nazis and dozens of other issues.
This ban is discriminatory. This ban is ineffective. This ban is unacceptable.
To protest, log off of your Tumblr account for the entirety of December 17th. Log off at 12 am EST or 9PM PST and stay off for 24 hours. Don’t post. Don’t log on. Don’t even visit the website. Don’t give them that sweet ad revenue.
Tumblr’s stock has already taken a hard hit. Let’s make it tank. Maybe then they will listen to the users.
This is a co-worker appreciation post. I cannot even tell you how much these ladies mean to me! I am grateful to not only have great team mates to work with, but some of the most amazing and best friends I’ve ever had that are just as weird and fun as I like to be. I never dread going to work and even get the opportunity to hang out with them outside of work as well. I am so grateful again for the happiness you guys all bring into my life. I love my job and working with you guys! @hug_and_mom @ninneetar @emalie_bennion (sorry I didn’t have any pictures of you and I) #fuegocrew #coworkerappreciation #bestfriends #wearetheshitshow https://www.instagram.com/p/Bn0MYEjFO7q0n5EzO3hSB8yEgP9z1Vd9wP5JVU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=4tqtmkq339km
Today I auditioned for @thevoicecasting in downtown Salt Lake City. Before you get ahead of yourself, no I did not get a call back. And honestly I am really not even upset about that. Today I got up at 5 am and got ready to go do something I was truly passionate about and it felt amazing to know that I still have that drive even though that doesn’t always feel like the case. I am grateful to Taylor for getting up early with me and spending the entire day with me. From waiting for hours at the audition, to me dragging him around downtown, he was and is amazing to me. I think this opportunity to take part in this was needed. I made friends in line, we all sang together and I got to hear some amazing vocalists. It’s not always about your destination, as cliche as it is it’s definitely more important to enjoy the journey. #enjoythejourney #nbcthevoice #voiceauditions (at Vivint Smart Home Arena)
These tattoos were added to my gallery back in February and I love them very much. They mean a lot to me and are in reference to a story I got to read in the book Be Nice, Or Else! (And What’s In It For You) by Winn Claybaugh [who I have actually had the opportunity to meet!]
In the book Winn makes reference to a girl who was in an accident that left her paralyzed from the waist down. Most people would give up a lot of their hopes and dreams, but then while lying in her hospital bed she decided she could either get Bitter, or get Better.
She went on to attend cosmetology school and graduated early because on top of physical therapy and a full time job she had perfect attendance.
I am the first to admit that I am not perfect. And like many people I struggle with my ability to stay positive in the face of my trials and obstacles that come my way, but this story has stuck with me since the first time I read it two years ago. The most important thing to remember is that you have to choose. Choose whether you will be bitter or better. I’ve taken this meaning to heart as I often struggle with bitterness when faced with difficult situations. I struggle with my mental health and as such decided that this would be the perfect tattoo to add my semi colon to. It indicates that bitter is not my end, and the period after better shows that it is.
Sorry for the super long post but I just had to share! 💙💙 Don’t let bitter be your end!! And always reach out to the people in your life when you feel like you’re struggling with your mental health.
Been having a lot of fun and working my patootie off to finish up my 1600 hour cosmetology program at @pmtsogden I’ve made great friends and honestly become part of what I would consider to be a family. I’ve developed many skills and cannot wait to take my test, get my license and start doing hair! My graduation, for anyone interested, is going to be Tuesday the 24th at 5:00 PM. Please feel free to come and support if you’d like! (at Paul Mitchell the School - Ogden)
Got the wonderful opportunity to be a model for a dread class put on for this seasons FUNraising campaign by my amazing Learning Leader @eclectic.hippie . I love them!! I’ve toned them since this picture, but wanted to get one up anyway for comparison! (at Paul Mitchell the School - Ogden)
sometimes i forget how many times i’ve picked myself off the floor, how many times i’ve washed away smudgy makeup and put myself to bed. how many times i’ve said no to something unhealthy. said yes to something good. how many times i’ve treated myself with kindness and patience. i forget how many times i’ve tended to wounds and made peace with my own anger. if i was taking care of a body that was not my own, i’d believe i was doing everything i could. so here’s to remembering that i’m doing the best i can.
