this just changed my entire attitude
wow same
I thought I was having a bad day until I saw this.
Put this puppy in office.
This puppy for president.
I swear this partially cured my hangover
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this just changed my entire attitude
wow same
I thought I was having a bad day until I saw this.
Put this puppy in office.
This puppy for president.
I swear this partially cured my hangover
don’t worry, you’re still in the “early life” part of your wikipedia page
cool
Bruce and Dick
#commissionspam #theRAIDstudio #tokyocomiccon (at 幕張メッセ国際会議場)
- I like to think Bruce Wayne explains every single one of his injuries as “hurt myself shaving”
- “How’d you break your arm?” “Oh, it was a shaving accident” “…okay?”
- It’s just not something you respond to with an accusation, you know? Most people would take it as playboy Bruce thinkin’ he’s funny
- (And he really does think he’s funny)
- Meanwhile Dick Grayson comes up these crazy elaborate stories that always somehow hold a little bit of truth
- Jason just says exactly what happened but gives it no context
- “Hey man, what’d you to do your ankle?” “Fell off a roof.” “What?” “Yeah. It wasn’t fun.”
- Tim routinely forgets to think up a story and ends up improvising some crazy shit on the spot like “My arm? Oh, well, see, I was working my internship at Wayne tower and some guy broke in so I-”
- One time at a gala someone asked Alfred why he had a leg brace and without really thinking he said “I was kidnapped” (an occurrence which, previously, had been kept secret)
- Cue Bruce and Al improvising an entire story for the press. It goes off flawlessly
- Damian very bluntly says EXACTLY what happened but no one ever believes him and he loves it
- “I dislocated my shoulder while fighting one of Nigma’s goons” “Aww he’s got a sense of humor just like his father’s!”
- “How’d you mess up your knee, Cass?” [Cass nonchalantly shrugs]
- Steph just blows off the questions in increasingly amusing ways
- “What happened to your arm?” “What?” [Gestures at cast] “What did you do?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about”
Young Justice Girls + Instagram
SO WAIT ARE YOU TELLING ME
THAT THIS GUY
AND THIS GUY
ARE VOICED BY THE SAME PERSON
what the fuck
so are these two
Can someone please Photoshop Victor’s heart mouth onto Aizawa’s face.
For science.
OKAY SO I DECIDED TO BE THE PERSON WHO PHOTOSHOPS VICTOR’S HEART MOUTH ONTO AIZAWA AND I HAVE NEVER HAD SO MANY REGRETS IN MY LIFE LOOK AT WHAT I MADE?!?! I’m wheezing
There’s something about Yurio and Shigaraki Tomura you should know.
Paint it black
From the label on the bottle:
Instructions: Thin with water to increase flow as required. Paint with it.
Stuart Semple is so full of gentle but pointed snark and a burning desire for accessible art, I love him. I love that no matter what Anish Kapoor does, Stuart Semple will be there, making fun of him and selling affordable art supplies to anyone who wants them.
Iit smells like black cherry? Fuck yes
Is that the same guy that gave him a middle finger by making the wordest brightest pink and putting in the terms of use that the Vantablack asshole is the only man not allowed to use it?
I love this because it’s like watching a comic book fight between an art themed hero and his super villain nemesis that wants to keep all the art things to himself.
Yes, and that same jerk broke said terms of use by having someone get him the pink pigment and he then literally gave Semple and the world the middle finger, after dipping it in the pink pigment. No class whatsoever.
Semple responded by somehow getting Vanta Black (or his own newly made pigment, can’t remember which) and giving the peace sign to everyone with two voided out fingers. Seriously, they looked like a bad video edit.
Sounds like he’s attempting to flush his reputation down the crapper with keeping such a huge advance in art technology to himself AND throwing a tempter tantrum over the backlash.
I’m glad this Semple dude is standing up his bullshit.
Ya’ll are missing one very important point: Vantablack is caustic. Direct skin contact can cause really gnarly chemical burns. Despite that, the “void is staring back at you” black is something just about any artist would want to experiment with, even if you need to handle it as a hazmat chemical.
So, Semper’s peace sign in his own “deep space between stars” black is downright incredible as it’s SAFE. Anyone can use it, it even smells good without the scent affecting the color or consistency.
An artist in his studio whipped up a safe alternative to a pigment that chemical engineers have to make in a controlled lab.
Semper’s vengence led to a breakthrough that benefits artists of all levels the world over, and that’s just lovely.
It’s like he used the power of righteous hatred the same way some people use the power of love.
His intense need to spite the VB asshole let to him making a scientific breakthrough that shits all over his product.
Spite is a really grate motivator
…imagine inking dice with this tho
if mark hamill ever talked about me like this id fucking kill myself
They’re pandering to young people by spoofing the meme about pandering to young people. My mind has touched the void.
This is respectable meme usage
Once the children were asleep, Sajjad headed out on an urgent shopping mission. “We are Muslims and we’d never had a Christmas tree in our home. But these children were Christian and we wanted them to feel connected to their culture.”
The couple worked until the early hours putting the tree up and wrapping presents. The first thing the children saw the next morning was the tree.
“I had never seen that kind of extra happiness and excitement on a child’s face.“ The children were meant to stay for two weeks – seven years later two of the three siblings are still living with them.
https://www.theguardian.com/society/2017/dec/03/muslim-foster-parents-it-has-been-such-a-blessing?CMP=fb_gu
this is a beautiful article and i just want to include a few other highlights from the above family as well as another profiled:
…she focuses on the positives – in particular how fostering has given her and Sajjad an insight into a world that had been so unfamiliar. “We have learned so much about English culture and religion,” Sajjad says. Riffat would read Bible stories to the children at night and took the girls to church on Sundays. “When I read about Christianity, I don’t think there is much difference,” she says. “It all comes from God.”
The girls, 15 and 12, have also introduced Riffat and Sajjad to the world of after-school ballet, theatre classes and going to pop concerts. “I wouldn’t see many Asian parents at those places,” she says. “But I now tell my extended family you should involve your children in these activities because it is good for their confidence.” Having the girls in her life has also made Riffat reflect on her own childhood. “I had never spent even an hour outside my home without my siblings or parents until my wedding day,” she says.
Just as Riffat and Sajjad have learned about Christianity, the girls have come to look forward to Eid and the traditions of henna. “I’ve taught them how to make potato curry, pakoras and samosas,” Riffat says. “But their spice levels are not quite the same as ours yet.” The girls can also sing Bollywood songs and speak Urdu.
“I now look forward to going home. I have two girls and my wife waiting,” says Sajjad. “It’s been such a blessing for me,” adds Riffat. “It fulfilled the maternal gap.”
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Shareen’s longest foster placement arrived three years ago: a boy from Syria. “He was 14 and had hidden inside a lorry all the way from Syria,” she says. The boy was deeply traumatised. They had to communicate via Google Translate; Shareen later learned Arabic and he picked up English within six months. She read up on Syria and the political situation there to get an insight into the conditions he had left.
“It took ages to gain his trust,” she says. “I got a picture dictionary that showed English and Arabic words and I remember one time when I pronounced an Arabic word wrong and he burst out laughing and told me I was saying it wrong – that was the breakthrough.”
The boy would run home from school and whenever they went shopping in town, he kept asking Shareen when they were going back home. She found out why: “He told me that one day he left his house in Syria and when he had come back, there was no house.” Now he’s 18, speaks English fluently and is applying for apprenticeships. He could move out of Shareen’s home, but has decided to stay. “He is a very different person to the boy who first came here,” she says, “and my relationship with him is that of a mother to her son.”
What a beautifully loving family.
“Reggie Mantle is a heartless Jock who only cares about himself and sex.”
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I BEG TO DIFFER
hey i saw [this poster] and there was an odd stain, but i’m glad i was able to clean it up for higher quality :)
It’s time to bring an end to the Rape Anthem Masquerading As Christmas Carol
Hi there! Former English nerd/teacher here. Also a big fan of jazz of the 30s and 40s.
So. Here’s the thing. Given a cursory glance and applying today’s worldview to the song, yes, you’re right, it absolutely *sounds* like a rape anthem.
BUT! Let’s look closer!
“Hey what’s in this drink” was a stock joke at the time, and the punchline was invariably that there’s actually pretty much nothing in the drink, not even a significant amount of alcohol.
See, this woman is staying late, unchaperoned, at a dude’s house. In the 1940’s, that’s the kind of thing Good Girls aren’t supposed to do — and she wants people to think she’s a good girl. The woman in the song says outright, multiple times, that what other people will think of her staying is what she’s really concerned about: “the neighbors might think,” “my maiden aunt’s mind is vicious,” “there’s bound to be talk tomorrow.” But she’s having a really good time, and she wants to stay, and so she is excusing her uncharacteristically bold behavior (either to the guy or to herself) by blaming it on the drink — unaware that the drink is actually really weak, maybe not even alcoholic at all. That’s the joke. That is the standard joke that’s going on when a woman in media from the early-to-mid 20th century says “hey, what’s in this drink?” It is not a joke about how she’s drunk and about to be raped. It’s a joke about how she’s perfectly sober and about to have awesome consensual sex and use the drink for plausible deniability because she’s living in a society where women aren’t supposed to have sexual agency.
Basically, the song only makes sense in the context of a society in which women are expected to reject men’s advances whether they actually want to or not, and therefore it’s normal and expected for a lady’s gentleman companion to pressure her despite her protests, because he knows she would have to say that whether or not she meant it, and if she really wants to stay she won’t be able to justify doing so unless he offers her an excuse other than “I’m staying because I want to.” (That’s the main theme of the man’s lines in the song, suggesting excuses she can use when people ask later why she spent the night at his house: it was so cold out, there were no cabs available, he simply insisted because he was concerned about my safety in such awful weather, it was perfectly innocent and definitely not about sex at all!) In this particular case, he’s pretty clearly right, because the woman has a voice, and she’s using it to give all the culturally-understood signals that she actually does want to stay but can’t say so. She states explicitly that she’s resisting because she’s supposed to, not because she wants to: “I ought to say no no no…” She states explicitly that she’s just putting up a token resistance so she’ll be able to claim later that she did what’s expected of a decent woman in this situation: “at least I’m gonna say that I tried.” And at the end of the song they’re singing together, in harmony, because they’re both on the same page and they have been all along.
So it’s not actually a song about rape - in fact it’s a song about a woman finding a way to exercise sexual agency in a patriarchal society designed to stop her from doing so. But it’s also, at the same time, one of the best illustrations of rape culture that pop culture has ever produced. It’s a song about a society where women aren’t allowed to say yes…which happens to mean it’s also a society where women don’t have a clear and unambiguous way to say no.
remember loves: context is everything. and personal opinion matters. If you still find this song to be a problem, that’s fine. But please don’t make it into something it’s not because it’s been stripped of cultural context.
This is actually really interesting. I’ve never known a lot of the background to this song.
my mum just bought our cat a christmas stocking even tho we are muslims and dont even celebrate christmas?? she was like ‘we dont know what religion he is we cant force him to be muslim’ hes a cat ?
Whenever I come across a trainee in customer service (like a cashier, or a sales rep), there is usually a senior/experienced employee with them doing the training and they always apologise for the trainee. “Sorry, they’re learning.” And I always respond with, “That’s good! We all have to learn.”
Even when I got a new phone and had to wait five hours for them to process the purchase (it was on a contract so there were a lot of forms and regulatory steps to finalise), when the trainee went to the back and I was alone with the store manager, I made a point in how impressed I was with the trainee’s performance. The relief on her face was prudent and they were extremely grateful for my patience.
We don’t discourage children from learning. We don’t lambast them when they can’t perform a task that an experienced person can do. Humans aren’t born with the inherent ability to work a credit card facility. We are born to learn and develop skills that help ourselves and each other.
The only decent thing we can do is be patient and encourage each other to become the best at what we do.
This is so important
tHIS DESERVES AN OSCAR
creator: @alexhpaik (on twitter)
Isn’t it sad that this is more enjoyable to watch than the Movie-we-do-not-speak-of?