Creative professions are deeply undervalued. Artists, writers, and all kinds of creatives are underpaid. People shamelessly steal their work and treat it like a disposable commodity. People act as if it just magically appeared one day and don't bother to credit whoever made it.
Ironically, people everywhere keep trying to use that same work to make money, without having done any of the work themselves.
Our society dismisses creators while voraciously consuming the things they create.
Seriously, I hope people stop referring to the things they create as "content". You're not just making generic stuff to fill up space on a website owned by people who don't care about it. Your work deserves more respect than that. You deserve more respect than that.
The worst thing about 21st century internet culture? The fact that two generations of people have been conditioned to refer to everything they do as "content".
Are you a writer? An artist? A photographer? A film maker? A blogger? It no longer matters. You're a content creator and something something monetisation.
Re: Music stuffs
Before anyone says anything: Yes, I'm aware Baroque is post-Renaissance, not medieval. I took art classes for six years that had a heavy art history aspect to them. I'm not stupid.
Music stuffs
Broke: Hatsune Miku
Woke: Korpiklaani
Bespoke: Loituma
Baroque: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jkTvY8ZLZ-g
shameless plug, re: personal, mh
By the way, have you checked out Lesbiaboard (https://forums.transbian.love/)? You should. It's a forum for transbians and their friends, and it's good. Join us. You know you want to.
personal, mh
I also learned this morning that I still have issues accepting that I do impressive things (and letting others know), as I was telling my therapist of projects I could work on, and got awkward about mentioning Fenix, an operating system I'm working on. (This is the same operating system I described on Lesbiaboard as "nothing too impressive" despite it being *a fucking operating system*.) So, there's one more thing to work on, I guess.
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On the bright side, at least I didn't have to face a source of trauma. My aunt (the one who I had an incident with last Christmas) was supposed to be coming to help, and I straight up told Mom "No she's not." That apparently made the aunt upset about me not wanting to talk to her (even though she was only told we had enough people). Which, like, yeah? Why would I want to talk to you after what you did? But, anyways
personal
Today's been a hell of a day. I've mostly moved out of my apartment and back home. Now to try and re-escape this shitty little hellhole of a town. I'm tentatively moved into the guest room, since my sibling still hasn't moved out. They don't move out til next week. So, no big bedroom yet. And, when I get the bedroom, I get to try and clean out a moldy AC so that I can sleep in a cold room again :P
But, hey. It's fun, I guess. I'm gonna be sore tomorrow, though :P
Phlebotomist. Cyberwitch. Artist. Fighter. Accidental breaker of computers.
Genderfluid enby. Pansexual/-romantic. Kitsune-kin (9-tailed)/Incubus-kin. Plural, with a bunch of headmates.
DAMNED PROUD ANTIFASCIST and an anarchocommunist.
Be warned: In theory, I post both lewd/NSFW and incredibly personal stuff.
(In practice, it's been a while, but who knows?)