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What it feels like when you lose your mech as D.Va.
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Send me to Mars with party supplies before next august 5th
No guys you don’t understand.
The soil testing equipment on Curiosity makes a buzzing noise and the pitch of the noise changes depending on what part of an experiment Curiosity is performing, this is the way Curiosity sings to itself.
So some of the finest minds currently alive decided to take incredibly expensive important scientific equipment and mess with it until they worked out how to move in just the right way to sing Happy Birthday, then someone made a cake on Curiosity’s birthday and took it into Mission control so that a room full of brilliant scientists and engineers could throw a birthday party for a non-autonomous robot 225 million kilometres away and listen to it sing the first ever song sung on Mars*, which was Happy Birthday.
This isn’t a sad story, this a happy story about the ridiculousness of humans and the way we love things. We built a little robot and called it Curiosity and flung it into the star to go and explore places we can’t get to because it’s name is in our nature and then just because we could, we taught it how to sing.
That’s not sad, that’s awesome.
*this is different from the first song ever played on mars (Reach For The Stars by Will.I.Am) which happened the year before, singing is different from playing
Everyone on planet earth needs to coordinate a time where we all sing a non-copyrighted version of Happy Birthday for Curiosity.
Concept art for the cancelled Disney short Princess Academy, by David Kawena and Olivier Ciappa
“Some years ago, I was stuck on a crosstown bus in New York City during rush hour. Traffic was barely moving. The bus was filled with cold, tired people who were deeply irritated—with one another; with the rainy, sleety weather; with the world itself. Two men barked at each other about a shove that might or might not have been intentional. A pregnant woman got on, and nobody offered her a seat. Rage was in the air; no mercy would be found here.
But as the bus approached Seventh Avenue, the driver got on the intercom. “Folks,” he said, “I know you’ve had a rough day and you’re frustrated. I can’t do anything about the weather or traffic, but here’s what I can do. As each one of you gets off the bus, I will reach out my hand to you. As you walk by, drop your troubles into the palm of my hand, okay? Don’t take your problems home to your families tonight—just leave ‘em with me. My route goes right by the Hudson River, and when I drive by there later, I’ll open the window and throw your troubles in the water. Sound good?”
It was as if a spell had lifted. Everyone burst out laughing. Faces gleamed with surprised delight. People who’d been pretending for the past hour not to notice each other’s existence were suddenly grinning at each other like, is this guy serious?
Oh, he was serious.
At the next stop—just as promised—the driver reached out his hand, palm up, and waited. One by one, all the exiting commuters placed their hand just above his and mimed the gesture of dropping something into his palm. Some people laughed as they did this, some teared up—but everyone did it. The driver repeated the same lovely ritual at the next stop, too. And the next. All the way to the river.
We live in a hard world, my friends. Sometimes it’s extra difficult to be a human being. Sometimes you have a bad day. Sometimes you have a bad day that lasts for several years. You struggle and fail. You lose jobs, money, friends, faith, and love. You witness horrible events unfolding in the news, and you become fearful and withdrawn. There are times when everything seems cloaked in darkness. You long for the light but don’t know where to find it.
But what if you are the light? What if you’re the very agent of illumination that a dark situation begs for?
That’s what this bus driver taught me—that anyone can be the light, at any moment. This guy wasn’t some big power player. He wasn’t a spiritual leader. He wasn’t some media-savvy “influencer.” He was a bus driver—one of society’s most invisible workers. But he possessed real power, and he used it beautifully for our benefit.
When life feels especially grim, or when I feel particularly powerless in the face of the world’s troubles, I think of this man and ask myself, What can I do, right now, to be the light? Of course, I can’t personally end all wars, or solve global warming, or transform vexing people into entirely different creatures. I definitely can’t control traffic. But I do have some influence on everyone I brush up against, even if we never speak or learn each other’s name. How we behave matters because within human society everything is contagious—sadness and anger, yes, but also patience and generosity. Which means we all have more influence than we realize.
No matter who you are, or where you are, or how mundane or tough your situation may seem, I believe you can illuminate your world. In fact, I believe this is the only way the world will ever be illuminated—one bright act of grace at a time, all the way to the river.“
–Elizabeth Gilbert
Equality Golbat: “When you donate hair to Locks of Love, there is an 80% chance it will wind up in the garbage.”
I can get similar odds by literally throwing my hair at a garbage can.
Statistically, a charity that uses less than two thirds of its donation money for its central mission is in the bottom 10% of charities, in terms of efficiency and fiscal responsibility. Locks of Love uses less than one third of the hair they receive. (and I’m pretty sure they aren’t using the hair to buy TV spots.)
I should also mention that they actually don’t give people hair. They sell it. What good is a charity that doesn’t give free things to people in need? That’s not a charity. That’s a for-profit business.
I recommend Pantene Beautiful Lengths.
–Nidoqueen
[here’s] a reliable source on Forbes.com
Do not give them your precious locks!
Wigs for kids is also great. When I donated I went through them because they were the only group that would accept donations of just 8” (and hair that was dyed.) Either way, don’t do locks of love.
Spread the word, because people still think Locks of Love is THE hair charity, when in reality, they rather suck.
Wigs for kids is who i went with when i donated. I liked them.
Thank you people for mentioning Wigs for Kids. Got a foot of hair I’ve been waiting to donate since I found out about LoL, and been trying to find a new charity to donate it to. Now I have one.
I’m so glad I learned this and donated to Beautiful Lengths. Locks Of Love also sell their wigs, not donate, at a rather expensive price.
no bro
you really don’t
not at fucking
all
It appears absolutely no one realizes this character (assuming this story takes places during the time in which it was filmed) grew up during The Troubles of Northern Ireland.
You don’t if he’s Northern Irish. You don’t know if he’s Catholic. You don’t know if he grew up watching his people get murdered by Loyalist Protestants and British soldiers who carried heavy racial prejudice against Irish Catholics (hellooo, Bloody Sunday anyone?), who had for centuries been characterized as barbaric, racially inferior, lowly people who needed to be wiped out or converted. Attacks by the IRA, and therefore retaliation by the British, didn’t completely cease until 1998, I believe? This film came out in 2002.
You don’t know if he was an Irishman who grew up in England. Bomb attacks carried out by the IRA in England kindled misplaced aggression toward innocent Irish civilians living among the English population and Irish people were verbally and physically attacked and their businesses targeted. Perhaps similar to how ordinary Muslims bear the brunt of aggression after attacks by Muslim extremists…
You can still find yourself threatened and demeaned if you’re a Catholic in Northern Ireland or if you’re a Protestant in Ireland and some older dude in a pub in a smaller town straight up asks you if you’re Catholic or not and you’re afraid what’ll happen if you don’t lie about who you are.
You can still hear casual racism toward Irish people in everyday life and in publicly broadcast media in the UK.
You can still see and hear “Kill All Irish” and other pretty heavy anti-Irish sentiment among Loyalists in Northern Ireland who don’t consider themselves Irish at all.
Just because it now appears that the island of Ireland has been allowed to move on from war and their appearance and culture generally allows them to blend into and reap the benefits of the White European demographic doesn’t mean that this character does not have the background suitable to fully empathize with her. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn’t, we just don’t know his story.
But I guess you’ve never been demeaned as a Paddy or a Taig so you wouldn’t understand what it feels like, would you?
don’t worry dude it’s tumblr the mentality here is basically “if you’re lighter than a coconut you’re not allowed to have any feelings and your life is automatically perfect but that’s not racist at all bc your skin is lighter than someone else’s and that means it’s ok”
^^^^^^^^
not enough upward pointies in the world
plot twist: being Irish actually sucks, seriously
I normally don’t comment on posts like these but the ignorance of this makes me so fucking angry because absolutely no one in the world seems to give a shit about the Irish because we all just seem to be so happy and drunk all the time. Because they’re white, right? So obviously they have no idea what hardship means.
*bursts in* *breathes heavily* Did someone mention the Northern Irish Troubles
First of all, pretty much yes to everything about Ireland up there. Growing up in Northern Ireland, I saw the violence from all sides - my father is a British Protestant and my mother is a Catholic, so I basically couldn’t win because according to one side I was a dirty taig and according to the other I was a filthy hun. Luckily I managed to make friends with a mix of both Catholics and Protestants who all thought this attitude was just as stupid as I did, but between all of us, we saw our fair share of sectarian violence, and the Catholics, without a doubt, got it worse.
Irish Catholics were robbed of their country by Protestant invaders centuries ago. They fought and fought and eventually got the Irish Free State (now the Republic of Ireland), however, thanks to the deliberate plantation of Protestants to eradicate the Catholic majority in the North, it was left under British rule. Since then, Catholics have been murdered, arrested, terrorised, tortured and driven out of their houses just for being Irish Catholics.
I moved from Northern Ireland in 2010 and to the day I left, the violence was not over. I couldn’t wear certain colours in certain areas because I would be beaten. I had fake names depending on where I was stopped, as attackers can determine what religion you are from your name alone (and this is a trick I learned, too, for defence). I can recite my rights if I’m arrested because if I was stopped in certain areas I could be, on the assumption I could be Catholic. I know the subtle sectarian geography of the city of Belfast because if I cross the road in the wrong place I’m in enemy territory. I have been chased by a group of forty people, throwing fireworks at me, because they assumed I was a Catholic. Police were parked on nearby streets and didn’t acknowledge the commotion. My friends and I walk past graffiti screamed “Kill All Taigs”. A fifteen year old boy who lived half an hour from me was beaten to death by a group of adults for being Catholic. For fifty years, people have been detained without trial, tortured, beaten and wrongly imprisoned just for being Catholic, because apparently, being Catholic means you must be in the IRA.
Even now, I can’t escape it. I have a noticeable Northern Irish accent, which is stronger when I’m around people from there and is noticeable as a strong accent whenever I’m not in the country. At airports, I’m always the one stopped and frisked if they hear my accent. At ferry ports, it’s alway my car (which has Northern Irish registration plates) that’s “randomly selected” for a search. All of this just happened to me, a person who got off lightly.
If you think that Irish people haven’t faced oppression and abuse, you’re wrong. If you think that Northern Ireland is past its troubles, you’re wrong. It sickens me that this happens only a few hundred miles away from England and no one acknowledges it exists, because hey, they’re just some terrorist Catholics, right?
Contrary to popular belief, racism isn’t America centric. Just ask the Serbians and Croatians.
REBLOGGING FOR THE LAST ONE JFC THANK YOU.
Hell, ask Rwanda. Plot twist: ethnic genocide involving no white people at all!
Ask China about Japan. Ask Tibet about China. Ask Kuwait about Iraq. Ask Ukraine about Russia.
Xenophobia is not just the purview of white people. Any other can be an enemy. They can be the same colour. They can share a religion. They can live right next door right up until the moment the blade or gun or bomb is in your hand.
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Tell any Slavic person in Europe that they’re not victims of racism. I dare you to.
In Canada Ukrainians were even forced into slums during world War 2 and forced into manual labour. But y'know. Muh racism
I don’t know why people think one can only be racist towards a person with more melanin in their skin.
Shit it’s almost like hatred is a human thing and not reserved for any one race or ethnicity
@alienjuju
Famous paintings referenced in Disney animated movies (names of the paintings and movies in the captions of the pictures)
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Pokevision and other PokemonGo Tracking sites have been shut down
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Niantic has also altered a bunch of things to somehow be worse in the new update including:
removal of ALL footsteps instead of fixing the 3 step glitch
decrease in spawn rate for all pokemon
increase in fleeing rate for all pokemon
pokeballs now are altered slightly so throwing niche mechanics must be re-learned and will now sometimes curve without prompting
battery saver mode removed because why not lol
nice/great/excellent catch bonus exp removed
certificate pinning (WHY)
scan radius for pokemon reduced by 30% so you see even less at any given time
I honestly can’t believe Niantic is this out of touch with their own app and userbase. RIP PokemonGo
wait….. are you…. shitting me
i thought they just removed footsteps
#jfc chill out they’re fixing the server issues before reimplementing these#bc all u whined and bitched so much abt that lmao#and they have every right not to approve of sites like pokevision#so chill the fuck out appreciate what u have its a free game#and y'all can’t make up your minds.#either have buggy servers or wait a while for a smoother performance minus certain features (x)
Tracking was likely changed the way it was due to data and server issues, so they removed it until those things can be sorted. Also, a programmer friend of mine told me that cheating utilities and websites like pokevision can open up security issues, and they don’t solve the core problem anyway. The battery saver function on the iOS version, iirc, was removed because it was causing a lot of crashes and thus was doing more harm than good. Other things caused in the update like catch/flee rate could easily just be bugs that aren’t supposed to happen. (And the curving without prompt thing has always happened to me, tbh; it’s annoying as hell.)
I could be wrong on some of this, but either way, please calm down. It’s frustrating, I know, but in the meantime at least the app is more stable, and honestly I’d rather have that than have all the nifty features I love while dealing with a bunch of other problems. Hopefully the upcoming updates will fix things up, at the very least partially.
(and I, for one, am rather happy that I no longer have to scroll all the way down a laggy info screen just to transfer my spare pokes for candy.)
About the battery saver:
It was removed because it didn’t work. iPhones have LCD screens. Which a means power consumption isn’t lowered by making it all black with a simple logo. The trade off? Pokemon go now functions using background refresh. Egg hatchers will be happy to hear this as this now means as long as the phone is on and not locked, it’s still counting steps/distance travelled even if you navigate away from Pokemon go. It won’t notify you of nearby Pokemon like the battery saver however.
Battery saver likely won’t be coming back for iOS users because it never worked in the first place.
Yeah, on top of that, I’m 905 sure everyone is playing up the spawn rate issue since they made it so that Pidgeys and Rattatas aren’t literally everywhere. And the catch and flee rates don’t actually feel like they’ve changed (although they DID improve the UI for throwing Pokeballs, as they curve MUCH less easily now, which is good). They also didn’t actually point out in the update notes that they were changing the Pokemon catch rates, just the UI, so that’s yet another reason why that’s probably not actually a proper change they made. Everything else? Flat-out did not work, so they yanked them to either fix them or to get rid of a feature which didn’t work in the first place. Contrary to what you might think, Niantic does actually know what they’re doing. Their major issue is that they’re only staffed by 20 or so people, so they’re working as hard as they can, but you have to be patient with them. Don’t jump down their throats when they’re trying iron out the rough patches in the game, please. It’s still a wonderful, fantastic game. They’re working on it, just be patient for a bit while they work on things.
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This sounds like the plot of an Always Sunny ep
Always Sunny is horrifying because at least half of the episodes are things that could reasonably happen in this city
One of my friends wrote a sober note to his drunk self and his drunk self wrote back
call-out post: my wife
somehow played 200 hours of Donkey Kong 64 and only finished 26% of it
DON’T DRAG ME LIKE THIS
how do you play donkey kong 64 for 200 hours
instructions were unclear