current state of the internet is a FUCKING EMBARASSMENT. was chatting with my grandma bout the history of crochet and knitting (and the comparative ages of those respective technologies) and i was like "oh YEAH and also that ancient greek fiber art we partly figured out from chemically testing the scoured bleached pigments of stolen statuary (tumblr knows what im talking about)—gimme 30 seconds to look up the name."
5 minutes and 3 search-engines later i am crying tears of blood screaming spitting blubbering in despair as my grandma attempts to digitally pat me consolingly on the back. the library of alexandria didn't burn it was "restructured" to "increase shareholder profits"
#i STILL don't know the name#THIS WOULD HAVE BEEN A 40 SECOND GOOGLE SEARCH BACK IN 2022#today in 2026? when researching 'historical alternatives to knitting/crocheting'#didn't even bring up Nålebinding#fucking NALEBINDING#any textile nerds know what im talking about btw? the greek statue with the eye-bleeding diamond patterned circus tights???#that an academic/crafter decided to fucking recreate by hand a few mere millennia later?#i'm not talking about frogging or frotting and yet both terms seem slightly reminiscent...… See all
Damian: I never understood why my family members were all so protective of their dumb Kryptonian. They're bulletproof. There's no need to put a tracker on them in case they try to run into danger alone for the fifth time a week.
Damian: That was until I got a dumb Kryptonian of my own.
Damian: This is Jon. I only had Jon for a day and a half. But, if anything happens to him, I will kill everyone and then myself.
Jon: You do realize that I'm not a dog, right?
Damian: Of course. Now, put on this ring that definitely doesn't have a tracker on it.
