Queer Canine Becomings
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BTW, and maybe this is a question for the PHDs in the room (@George-K @Doctor-Phibes @bachophile) but in these articles (and in PHD dissertations) is there like a competition to come up with the most confusing word salad titles and usage of confusing "big words" as possible?
@89th said in Queer Canine Becomings:
BTW, and maybe this is a question for the PHDs in the room (@George-K @Doctor-Phibes @bachophile) but in these articles (and in PHD dissertations) is there like a competition to come up with the most confusing word salad titles and usage of confusing "big words" as possible?
Don't ask me, my medical specialty is in Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis rather than hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.
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@89th said in Queer Canine Becomings:
BTW, and maybe this is a question for the PHDs in the room (@George-K @Doctor-Phibes @bachophile) but in these articles (and in PHD dissertations) is there like a competition to come up with the most confusing word salad titles and usage of confusing "big words" as possible?
Don't ask me, my medical specialty is in Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis rather than hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia.
@Doctor-Phibes Always knew you'd pick the easier degree.
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It’s so gay and retarded.
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@Mik said in Queer Canine Becomings:
Why do our emojis all look like Jabba the Hutt and Big Bird's love child?
Because the emoji set sucks. Our "old" emoji set is currently not working and I'm waiting for the developers to fix the bug responsible for it.
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@blondie said in Queer Canine Becomings:
@Klaus Your love story is hilarious
Epilogue: The Arrival of Blondie
Blondie emerged from the margins of the urban bio-cybernetic landscape, a rogue companion species resisting state instrumentalization. A semi-feral Pomeranian with a coat like liquid gold, Blondie had once belonged to an elite experimental program for post-capitalist affective labor, but she had since defected, preferring the rhizomatic entanglements of queer kinship over algorithmic subjugation.
She found Jon and Chloe in the midst of their interspecies intimacy recalibration session, sniffed Milo with epistemological curiosity, and promptly claimed space within their affective assemblage. Her presence destabilized existing power hierarchies—she was both soft and subversive, a paradoxical figure of radical cuteness resisting commodification.
As Blondie spun in a semiotic display of cyborgian exuberance, Chloe whispered, “She’s deterritorializing our kinship schema.”
Jon nodded. “A necessary intervention. We must incorporate her into our queer worldbuilding praxis.”
Milo, ever the ontological mediator, sighed and made room. The ecology of love and resistance had expanded once more, forever becoming otherwise.
