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i need feminism because when jesus does a magic trick it’s a goddamn miracle but when a woman does a magic trick she gets burned at the stake
fabulous
i mean they did also kill jesus. that was a pretty significant thing that happened. like i understand where you’re coming from here but they very much did kill jesus.
#HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY
Toucan discovers a traffic cam. video
Today is the day this toucan discovered a traffic cam
you can only reblog it today
Missed this last year by 50 effing minutes.
Hell yeah I’m scheduling this again.
Toucan discovers a traffic cam. video
Today is the day this toucan discovered a traffic cam
you can only reblog it today
Missed this last year by 50 effing minutes.
Hell yeah I’m scheduling this again.
Toucan discovers a traffic cam. video
Today is the day this toucan discovered a traffic cam
you can only reblog it today
Missed this last year by 50 effing minutes.
Hell yeah I’m scheduling this again.
TIL that the reason lead levels in children’s blood have dropped 85% in the past thirty years is because of an unknown scientist who fought car companies to end leaded gasoline. He also removed it from paint, suggested its removal from pipes, and campaigned for the removal of lead solder from cans.
via ift.tt
Yep. It also correlates extremely strongly with an increasing decrease of violent crime. One of the symptoms of low level constant lead exposure is increased aggression and volatility.
“Unknown scientist”? That was Clair Cameron Patterson.
Gas companies are still so mad at him he’s “unknown scientist”, know his name
Daily reminder that health and safety standards like these are what politicians mean when they talk about “deregulation.”
Patterson died 5 December 1995.
Petition to make his date of death a Tumblr holiday celebrated by talking about cool shit the gas and petroleum industries don’t want us to know about, and fighting to continue his work.
Merry CCP Day!
Happy Clair Cameron Patterson day, and fuck the oil and gas industries
OP made the post unrebloggable but said it's fine to screenshot and I'm in love with this
I love the idea that the reason the biologist was screaming is that these selkies are specifically leopard seals
Every time I am called a good girl I am thinking "Yay! I am getting a good grade in Girl! Something both normal to want and possible to achieve!"
**Sets reminders**
I have found that a lot of squid plushies have very funny little expressions on their faces through different photos people take of them and so I started making a collection of reaction images with meme text out of them. A few people have suggested I share these on the web, so here you go. Use them at your leisure if need be
official cephalopod post
❤️❤️❤️
@samsheughan 😭😭😭😭😭
@samsheughan Could I please gank your image?
Out of his way peasants
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I absolutely adore how normal Clark's parents looked so normal. I realize the ideal of them is a strong farmer and his wife and that might be a beautiful older woman and her sturdy handsome husband. Nothing wrong with that. But Martha and Jonathan Kent in this movie were the kind of older couple I'd see at the grocery store in my own small-town. The kind of people at the community hall and auction grounds picking up hay bales for the cattle.
They were warm and just so normal it almost surprises you. They also don't resemble Clark at all which I think is important in driving home the fact that they aren't his biological parents. He stands out amongst them it's so clear he's different and special even. And my god do they love him.
The way they call for him and sit on a rusty bench outside the creaky screen door. That feels like home to me having grown up on the prairies. How authentic they feel only grounds Clark even more. It feels less like a dream or idea of a perfect farm family and is more two people who tried their best and will bake apple pie with calloused hands full of love
I saw a post saying that Boromir looked too scruffy in FotR for a Captain of Gondor, and I tried to move on, but I’m hyperfixating. Has anyone ever solo backpacked? I have. By the end, not only did I look like shit, but by day two I was talking to myself. On another occasion I did fourteen days’ backcountry as the lone woman in a group of twelve men, no showers, no deodorant, and brother, by the end of that we were all EXTREMELY feral. You think we looked like heirs to the throne of anywhere? We were thirteen wolverines in ripstop.
My boy Boromir? Spent FOUR MONTHS in the wilderness! Alone! No roads! High floods! His horse died! I’m amazed he showed up to Imladris wearing clothes, let alone with a decent haircut. I’m fully convinced that he left Gondor looking like Richard Sharpe being presented to the Prince Regent in 1813
*electric guitar riff*
And then rocked up to Imladris a hundred ten days later like
Some people have been wondering about the raccoon. Listen. Listennn. Don't ask about the raccoon.
But does the racoon survive the Uruk-Hai? Does he curl up on Aragorn's head, or does he go straight to Faramir? Does he bite Denethor?
My friend. My colleague. My brother my captain my king. I too have been pondering this question, and in my mind there can be only one ultimate outcome.
A few months later
All hail the High Warden of Gondor.
Epilogue: It ADORES Faramir.
Every time I see this post I’m obligated to reblog and make it your problem too!
The rest of the thread is here.
tl;dr: Don’t monetize AO3, kids. You won’t like what happens next.
read this thread. this is by far the most concise explanation of a lot of different issues that i’ve seen in fandom spaces in a while. cosigning both the linked thread and the thread about aus/uk/can law that’s linked in-thread.
AHDHXHEBSG TWITTER WRITERS DID WHAT NOW???? AND PEOPLE PAID THEM????
If someone has never taken a class that includes copyright law, they may not know this stuff, so I don’t necessarily blame random people for not knowing what copyright is, but like… maybe just maybe it’s something that should be taught????
Just another reminder, because this always drives me crazy, but even if monetizing your fic was 100% unambiguously legal and protected, AO3 would still not let you do it because AO3 was founded and is supported by people like me who want a fandom community that is completely divested from making money off of fic.
Yes, this. Lots of fanworks on AO3 are unambiguously legal. Fics based on Shakespeare plays and fairy tales and Greek mythology and The Great Gatsby and your original character from your D&D game are not violations of copyright, because no copyright applies to those things.
AO3 still doesn’t let you monetize those things on the site, because we don’t want the site to be commercial! Because that’s not what it’s for!
It’s not there for you (generic you) to make money off the efforts of the people who build and maintain the site for free! We aren’t getting paid for the work we do to give you a nice site to use, just like you aren’t getting paid for the work you do to create whatever art you share there. Because fandom is supposed to be a community where we share with each other, and therefore we all benefit.
The deal is, we give you a free, stable, safe platform to host your works. In exchange, you get a site that isn’t covered in ads and tip jars and links to gofundme and “read the next chapter at my patreon”. You get one goddamn place on the internet that isn’t trying to make money off you. And we will defend that space and keep it non-commercial.
So I have been adopted into a knitting circle I have never met?? I started knitting a few weeks ago (on my fifth sock now! Socks are fun.) and one of my friends told their mother about it. Their mother knits. Like a lot. And she also hoards, again, a lot. So, two weeks ago, my friend gave me a care package with a project bag, stitch markers and a pair of small ducks to stick on the needles so I don't lose any stitches.
Needlessly said, I was absolutely overjoyed. I made sure my friend would tell their mother how happy I was about this (I mean look at those ducks. LOOK AT THEM), ran around screaming in a circle for about half an hour and expected the whole thing to be over.
I was wrong.
One more important thing: I have met this woman once, and so briefly that I don't remember what she looks like. I have no clue if she remembers what I look like. I don't even remember her name. Anyway, I guess my friend mentioned I was complaining about wool being expensive because I am broke as hell and that does not pair well with hyper fixating on an expensive new hobby. Now their mother listened to that, went to her knitting circle, and discussed me. With all these other old ladies. And they decided to go through their dragon hoards of yarn to decide what they needed and what not, and pooled together to gift it to me.
Whom they have never met before. Because they thought it would make me happy. AND I AM HAPPY. VERY HAPPY. (The only issue is that my friend refuses to give it to me until Tuesday afternoon so I actually study for my biology test which I guess is fair but also uuuggggghhhhhhhhh.)
More importantly, I am just so completely overwhelmed at the thought of these people hearing about me through a silent post game led by my incredibly cagey friend and just deciding to help. They have no clue who I am. They just thought it would make me happy. Holy shit. I need a moment. I am in awe.
That's why I like to do random acts of kindness for others.
Just to make them happy.
It makes me happy to make others happy.
You being in need, and those ladies being able to help? I guarantee that it makes them happy to be able to help.
Compersive joy is not limited to intimate relationships, and is fundamental to human community
This is fantastic! Now make stuff with it. Socks. Hats. Mug cozies. Doesn’t matter what. Send your friend pics and ask her to pass them on. Trust me, they will recognize their former wool. You will instantly triple their joy. 💜
on the validity of recognizing emotions
So this post is MANY years old but I was thinking of it today and want to thank @elodieunderglass for the single most helpful piece of actionable mental health advice I’ve ever gotten.
Also I’ve found that the nebulous cloud of unease abates if thanked for giving me vigilance and a signal that it’s time to stop and to go “Okay, what am I actually uneasy about, and what can I actually do about it?”, if that helps?
Thank you so very much for telling me, I’m so glad it helped you!
I always have to start the New Years with this picture.
[ID: white text on a black background, the text reads “Dawn of The First Day -364 Days Remain-” end ID.]
