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yes I like formula one and yes I think cars should be banned, we exist

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apas-95:

The thing about car-dependency is that… it sucks for people without a car. Big news, right. But, it’s not like that incentive curve is something we can just ignore. When our desire or ability to leave our house at all is conditional on being in a car, that affects all of our behaviour on every level.

Kids are the prototypical ‘person without a car’, and in a car-dependent area, they become dependent on their parents. In a normal, walkable city or suburb, children walk on their own to school, they cycle, they take the bus. Instead of needing to get parental approval - and enough enthusiasm to dedicate the time - to be shuttled around to any given activity, children walk to the park, or to a friend’s house. Even in rural areas, with the infrastructure, children will cycle to school. In a car-dependent suburb, a child is trapped in a single-family McMansion on the edge of town, forced to beg their parents to be able to go anywhere, always under supervision - is it any wonder they’d rather stay inside?

Even in a city, if it’s car-dependent, this is still an issue. When the roads are 100-decibel, 6-lane monstrosities, with cyclists expected to intermingle with traffic, and the busses stuck in the exact same jam, kids aren’t going to be able to get anywhere, assuming their parents even let them cross the street. This isn’t just about proximity, it’s fundamentally related to safety. Car-dependent places are a lot more dangerous to be in, on account of all the cars, so parents feel it’s safer for their kid to be in one of those cars. To boot, when everyone’s in a car, there are less people around, less people who can notice someone in trouble, less people who can help. When places are built with the assumption that everyone will have a car, they become places for cars, which humans can stupidly venture into.

This doesn’t just apply to children. We are all, at some point or another, a ‘person without a car’ - in fact, we’re a ‘person without a car’ most of the time, until we get into one. A lot of people would prefer to remain that way; driving a car is stressful, it takes a lot of effort and concentration, and not everyone likes it at 6AM. But, when your environment is built with the assumption you’re inside a soundproof, crash-proof metal box, that becomes a requirement. The second you’re outside of those conditions, scurrying across deafening, hot tarmac, and dodging heavy-duty pickup trucks (carrying solely one guy and his starbucks order), of course you’d decide that not being in a car sucks. But, the thing is, it’s designing for cars that made it suck, even for the car-drivers.

A place designed for cars, a place that people cannot walk, or cycle, or take public transit through, is a place full of cars - you are not stuck in traffic, you are traffic. Studies have shown that the average speed of car traffic, over sufficient time, is completely unrelated to the thoroughfare of roads. Eventually, because of induced demand, the new seven-lane arterial road will have exactly the same congestion as the two-lane it replaced. The one factor that sharply determines how slow road traffic gets is, listen to this, the speed of non-car travel. It is solely when alternatives become faster that people stop driving and free up traffic. Shutting down main street, only allowing buses through, would drastically increase the speed of the rest of the road network - because each of those buses is 40 cars not in traffic. If you like driving, you should want as many people as possible who don’t want to drive to stop doing it - and whoever you are, you should want to be able to travel without depending on cars.

When I was in the biggest depressive slump of my life, and I could barely get out of bed, I still went shopping for food nearly every day, and even traveled to visit my partner. The supermarket was 10 meters out the door of my apartment, and I could walk five minutes to either train station if I had to. It was peaceful and quiet outside. My disabled mother doesn’t like living in cities, but she loves public transit, and will always take a train ride over a long, tiring car journey - and when every store doesn’t need a parking lot twice as big as itself, whatever walking she does have to do is over a much shorter distance. When I’ve had to call an ambulance in a ‘car-hostile’ place, it has arrived inconceivably faster, on those clear roads, than when sitting in the traffic of the highway-lined carpark that makes up so many cities.

Car dependency sucks for everyone, including car drivers, but it sucks the worst for people already suffering. It strips you of independence, and forces you into a box you might not fit in - and I haven’t even touched on pollution. Car-dependency makes cities and suburbs into dangerous, stressful places, devoid of everyone except the most desperate. The only people it benefits are, really, the CEOs of car companies.

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slushyseals:

A leopard seal waking up from a nap with it’s own version of bed head.It’s warm body has melted the ice it was sleeping on, wetting down it’s fur on one side. Source: National Geographic’s Instagram page @natgeo

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draconym:

cyborgrabbit:

draconym:

draconym:

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draconym:

As a nonbinary person it feels uncomfortable when strangers perceive my partner and I as a straight couple,

But it’s hilarious to me when they perceive us as father and son.

“Does he have his own luggage?” the agent behind the check-in desk asks brightly, making eye contact with my partner.

“Just carry-on,” I say as I slide my driver’s license across the counter toward her. Confusion dawns on her face. She glances up at me briefly before printing my boarding pass in silence.

“A soap making booth!” I exclaim. I’ve been to the renaissance faire a dozen times but I’ve never visited this shop. “Let’s make soap!”

“First you have to ask your Responsible Adult for five dollars,” says the vendor in a measured, singsong voice, and wags her index finger at me.

I look around, confused. Who is she talking about? Does she mean the young man trailing behind me? I turn back to her.

“I have five dollars …”

“Well you still have to ask him,” she smiles sweetly.

As I open my mouth to ask why, I suddenly realize she has misjudged my age by at least two decades.

“I’m older than he is,” is all I can think of to say.

“Would you like a children’s menu?”

“Sure, and if you’re taking drink orders, I could also go for a Corona.”

Hey op?

HOW???

I’m short

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alex51324:

what-even-is-thiss:

what-even-is-thiss:

what-even-is-thiss:

It’s amazing how on the internet I’m like hey here’s a thing that helped me. Maybe it will help you.

And then someone is always like if I do that thing though it will kill me.

Probably don’t do it then. Idk what you want from me, man.

If I’m like adding tomato to your sandwich is yummy and you’re like “but I’m deathly allergic to tomatoes what am I supposed to do”

Idk dude. Not eat tomatoes I guess.

I’ve got this old post where I was like hey sometimes it’s fun to try to get a chore done while you’re waiting for water to boil or something. Might help if you have adhd. It’s free deadline.

And I still get people commenting on that post like uhm no some of us have anxiety so bad that we’d pass out if we did that.

Like. Probably don’t do that then?

Tumblr has trouble with the concept that there’s a huge range of options in between “forbidden” and “compulsory.”

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triviallytrue:

haunthouse:

haunthouse:

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thanks @bmoharrisbankofficial but unfortunately i can’t focus on the very important message here because i’m too busy being confused by the fact that apparently if you send an ask with only one letter tumblr will bold that letter in the “asked you” notification text?? why the fuck would that be the case

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fascinating

what the fuck is the backend of this site like

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poketcg-art:

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Snorunt – Yuka Morii

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gunsandfireandshit:

sapper-in-the-wire:

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Not so brave when they can’t take helicopters through uncontested airspace to go sit on mountain peaks and laser designate poor dirt farmers from miles away

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