Dans La Soupe- Weird Local Expression In My Area For Being In Eliminated In A Game And Made To Sit In

Dans la soupe- weird local expression in my area for being in eliminated in a game and made to sit in the middle of the circle and I’m pretty sure it’s just people in my city who use it and that it comes from French daycares.

See also soup of shame/souprifice, specific to the bilingual theatre camps I work at developed as micro expressions by us returning camp councillors based on a literal translation slowly spreading through local French and English school theatre programs participants attending the camp are also part of. Note that these preteens should not be considered a highly reliable source as most of them are quite prone to hyperbole and might interpret "I talked about it with a friend in the school play once and we started making jokes about being carrots when we get out in the theatre game" as widespread adaptation and report it as such.

That said, is there a linguist out there who can explain what this phenomenon would be? A highly local expression getting an inside joke translation potentially being adopted by the dominant and dominated linguistic groups in a highly bilingual area with a lessening degree of tension between linguistic communities seems like a thing someone would have studied somewhere before. Like I dunno but it seems like this might be interesting to someone who knows more about linguistics than me. If we pretend my sketchy observations are accurate, what’s going on here? Is there a word for it? Is this common in bilingual communities?

soup de jour: soup of the day

soup de jure: soup the government wants you to eat

soup de facto: the soup everyone actually eats

the beautiful thing about ADHD is it can take you down many paths. within minutes you might go from checking if there's any holidays soon to discovering a national holiday to raise awareness for a little known disease and then suddenly you're spending your morning down a wikipedia rabbithole and you're rapidly experiencing the joys of learning and connecting the pieces of the universe together and entering a higher state of enlightened being. or at least having fun.

the horrible thing about ADHD is all that's nothing but a useless distraction from your REAL purpose in life: being a capitalist drone

I- is- that’s an option? Like, there’s a word for this? Can I- can I have it? I don’t have to ditch lesbianism as a man? I don’t have to call myself straight and deal with ‘this makes my skin squiggly’ discomfort? That feeling that my attraction to women is sapphic is… allowed? I can be a man and like women in a gay way? For real? New label? For me? Wow this is a great day to be gay.

Lesboy and Male Lesbian Infographic - repost from my friend thelesbianbakugou

Since his account got terminated a few years ago, me and thelesbianbakugou decided to replatform this lil info sheet! There's one on mspec lesbians too but we just have to find it

Sadly we don't have access to the original image credits, if you know who made some of the images, please let us know and we'll credit them here!

tags for reach woo! @mogai-place @mogai-sunflowers @neopronouns @genderqueerdykes @ghosttypebeat @our-lesboy-experience @transonlyspace @mogai-faggot @enbermoonlish

i think that all the people who argue about gender by saying "the woke left cant even define a woman" need to get hit with the "who are you" question by a buddhist monk. no, thats your name, who are you. no thats your profession, who are YOU. no you fucking idiot thats your species, who are YOUU. dumb bitch u cant even define yourself

cw: ableism against neurodivergent folks, discussion of police violence, contains a personal story about a negative interaction with security officers

Most of the time I exist in a strange middle ground where I pass as neurotypical to some, albeit a weird one while some people just assume I’m autistic. Part of the reason why I want to get a diagnosis is because while yes, people who assume I’m autistic sometimes treat me like a child, I rarely encounter outright hostility with them when I can’t hide my autistic traits. Neurotypicals seem to need to have a diagnosis disclosed to them before they’re willing to tolerate perceived strangeness. It’s that thing where it’s okay to bully someone for autistic traits, but it magically becomes discrimination when the person discloses a diagnosis. I see people talking about this a lot, but I want to emphasize the potential danger of not being able to prove your autism.

In meltdown, I have had campus security called on me. Fair enough. I couldn’t stop screaming. I can see how that might scare someone. They wouldn’t believe me that I wasn’t high. I had to give them way more personal information than I should have had to to convince them that I was not, in fact, taking drugs I wasn’t prescribed. I had to tell them what medications I was on, convince them that I was taking them, tell who my psychiatrist was, and that I was on a wait list for a therapist before they would stop trying to convince me to admit I was high. Before they would treat me like a person and not a threat. I essentially had to prove that I was an acceptable mentally ill to them.

First I say, so what if I had been high? So what if I wasn’t being "appropriately managed?" Even in those cases, it is not helpful and potentially dangerous for the person in crisis to treat them like they’re a threat. That’s ableist. Requiring people to convince you that they are receiving or pursuing certain treatments or otherwise meet specific standards of respectability before you treat them like a person is ableist.

What if I had been having a verbal shut down that day? I was barely able to talk at all in that moment. Speaking felt physically painful and I was struggling to form complete sentences. I was lucky I was able to communicate the necessary details to earn safety from them. What if I hadn’t been able to? What if they had been real cops? What if I hadn’t been able to say "no touch" or communicate other basic needs and the situation escalated?

What if I had had an autism card? That situation would have been much less terrifying. I would feel safer going out in public knowing that if I get upset and can’t communicate, I have a diagnosis other people are likely to believe to back me up. I can make my own warning card with instructions on how to help me, but ultimately, people don’t listen to disabled people, they listen to their doctors. If I say I’m autistic to an authority figure and later on I can’t prove it, I will be in trouble.

The same way I hope people in my classes assume I’m autistic so they are willing to be tolerant of my autistic traits, I hope people who can genuinely hurt me assume in my worst moments that I am autistic so they won’t fucking tase me.

If I, a white person, a housed person, am worried about being hurt because I can’t be clear about my autism, imagine what it’s like for people from other demographics that are already more vulnerable to police violence. People who are also less likely to receive an official diagnosis.

I am willing to discuss this and would love to hear other people’s perspectives, but I will not be debating people about my choice to self-diagnose.

I’ve got this thing where people don’t notice my autistic strangeness because they’re so freaked out by my evident queerness. "I don’t know what this is and the longer I can keep it talking about whales the longer I have to figure this out." I guess I have confusion privilege?