21 9 / 2014

20 9 / 2014

"It is because society tells us that women are objects, not subjects, that Stephen Hawkings can declare women to be “a complete mystery”, and have newspapers gleefully latch on to this, declaring women “the greatest mystery known to man”. It is a common refrain for men to bleat about not understanding women, but this is because they have simply never tried, because society has trained them to never look at life through the eyes of a woman."

19 9 / 2014

"In general, I think we need to move away from the premise that being a good person is a fixed immutable characteristic and shift towards seeing being good as a practice. And it is a practice that we carry out by engaging with our imperfections. We need to shift towards thinking that being a good person is like being a clean person. Being a clean person is something you maintain and work on every day.We don’t assume ‘I am a clean person therefore I don’t need to brush my teeth.’ When someone suggests to us that we have something stuck in our teeth we don’t say to them ‘What do you mean I have something stuck in my teeth—but I’m a clean person?!’"

Jay Smooth in his TED speech “how I learned to stop worrying and love discussing race” (via tropicanastasia)

Jay Smooth almost always a reblog

(via unrational)

Dude nailed it. We all need to work at being good. Even if we think we are.

(via jasmined)

(via theashleyclements)

19 9 / 2014

electricdoc:

itsmeganonthemoon:

electricdoc:

jensenacklesmeltsmyheart:

electricdoc:

alonelyangel6:

electricdoc:

thesweetandawesomeqinn:

electricdoc:

stabble1234:

electricdoc:

slendersummerseve:

BITCH I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU



YOU’VE ANGERED THE WRONG FANDOM



You’re going down punk, just you FUCKNG WAIT!! You will learn that this fandom is far worse than you will ever want to know. We may seem soft and shy, but we’re just being NICE! We can be cold, cruel, mean, and make you suffer and wish you had never said what you said. We can send you into the farthest most empty reaches of the galaxy, summon demons to our disposal to make you suffer, and make you feel the feelings that we experience, and don’t fucking think for a single goddamn second that’s easy! The amount of emotions that would boil inside of you would literally kill you. So keep your motherfucking distance and we won’t hurt you, so stay the hell back, asshole. If you so much as insult us one more time, we will bring firey hell upon you and bitch slap you into oblivion. Your move, dildo.



We know how to kill a human and hide the evidence. Your body will never be found, and that is a promise.



You do realize a majority of the fandom are 20 somethings right? or at least in college. We can find you, kill you, and make it look like you killed yourself. Don’t try us :)



Shut up.We can exorcise a demon from you faster than Dean and Sam, believe me you need it.We can toss you into a supernova, never to be seen again, or banish you to the end of the universe where you would explode to create a new one.We can murder you and destroy all evidence of you ever existing.Basically- D-O-N-T-C-R-O-S-S-U-S

electricdoc:

itsmeganonthemoon:

electricdoc:

jensenacklesmeltsmyheart:

electricdoc:

alonelyangel6:

electricdoc:

thesweetandawesomeqinn:

electricdoc:

stabble1234:

electricdoc:

slendersummerseve:

BITCH I WILL FUCKING CUT YOU

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YOU’VE ANGERED THE WRONG FANDOM

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You’re going down punk, just you FUCKNG WAIT!! You will learn that this fandom is far worse than you will ever want to know. We may seem soft and shy, but we’re just being NICE! We can be cold, cruel, mean, and make you suffer and wish you had never said what you said. We can send you into the farthest most empty reaches of the galaxy, summon demons to our disposal to make you suffer, and make you feel the feelings that we experience, and don’t fucking think for a single goddamn second that’s easy! The amount of emotions that would boil inside of you would literally kill you. So keep your motherfucking distance and we won’t hurt you, so stay the hell back, asshole. If you so much as insult us one more time, we will bring firey hell upon you and bitch slap you into oblivion. Your move, dildo.

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We know how to kill a human and hide the evidence. Your body will never be found, and that is a promise.

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You do realize a majority of the fandom are 20 somethings right? or at least in college. We can find you, kill you, and make it look like you killed yourself. Don’t try us :)

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Shut up.
We can exorcise a demon from you faster than Dean and Sam, believe me you need it.
We can toss you into a supernova, never to be seen again, or banish you to the end of the universe where you would explode to create a new one.
We can murder you and destroy all evidence of you ever existing.
Basically- D-O-N-T-C-R-O-S-S-U-S

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(via princessoswald)

19 9 / 2014

sockdreams:

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(via sumomomochi)

18 9 / 2014


Ever since it was revealed that she had an Infinity Stone in her bloodstream, Jane Foster gained a reputation not unlike the Chuck Norris meme. (Jane Foster sleeps with a radiation detector under her pillow. Jane Foster went to the Dark World once, that’s why it’s called the Dark World. When Jane Foster theorizes, the universe bends itself to her final theory in fear of dissapointing her. The Guardians of the Galaxy originally defended Earth, but quit when Jane Foster warped them into space.)

Excuse you this is the opposite of a ‘bland’ headcanon.

Ever since it was revealed that she had an Infinity Stone in her bloodstream, Jane Foster gained a reputation not unlike the Chuck Norris meme. (Jane Foster sleeps with a radiation detector under her pillow. Jane Foster went to the Dark World once, that’s why it’s called the Dark World. When Jane Foster theorizes, the universe bends itself to her final theory in fear of dissapointing her. The Guardians of the Galaxy originally defended Earth, but quit when Jane Foster warped them into space.)

Excuse you this is the opposite of a ‘bland’ headcanon.

(Source: blandmarvelheadcanons, via sumomomochi)

18 9 / 2014

18 9 / 2014

semicolson:

hitsvilleuk:

The Internet Is Leaking of the day: There are countless t-shirts with the face of human meme Nic Cage on them, but now we have confirmation that the man himself owns one. We also now know he wears it with a cowboy hat, beaded necklaces, frilled chaps, a cane, and sunglasses indoors at a Guns N’ Roses gig. The world is a remarkably strange place.

Nic Cage has transcended his human avatar and we are not worthy of being in his presence


 I have no idea if this is real and I kind of don’t care? Because it is just too glorious.

semicolson:

hitsvilleuk:

The Internet Is Leaking of the day: There are countless t-shirts with the face of human meme Nic Cage on them, but now we have confirmation that the man himself owns one. We also now know he wears it with a cowboy hat, beaded necklaces, frilled chaps, a cane, and sunglasses indoors at a Guns N’ Roses gig. The world is a remarkably strange place.

Nic Cage has transcended his human avatar and we are not worthy of being in his presence

I have no idea if this is real and I kind of don’t care? Because it is just too glorious.

(via battledad)

17 9 / 2014

fiftyshadesofnayredux:

Hey guys! I’ve been waiting to get to this point, because this is when Ana gets a computer! Prepare to watch a 21-year-old who is presumably graduating from college with a GPA that “opens doors” to regard the newfangled concept of “e-mail” with complete bewilderment!

(cw: rape)

Kate wakes Ana the next morning to let her know that there is man at their doorstep with a package for her. I skipped it last time, but Christian offered to lend Ana a computer for research because it would be horrifying for Kate to see her Google searches for “christian grey bdsm,” “how to know if youre submissive,” and “sometimes I see my roommate in a pretty dress and my heart starts thudding out of my chest is this the human emotion known as friendship?” So Christian, rather than informing her of incognito windows and the ability to delete search history, sends her a Mac.

  • “Well, this has full wireless N, and I’ve set it up with your Me account details. This baby is all ready to go, practically anywhere on the planet.” He looks longingly at it.
    “Me account?”
    “Your new email address.

    I have an email address?

Okay first off what the hell is “wireless N?” Even after some Googling the closest I get is the 802.11n wireless networking standard. Secondly, most laptops…can be taken…anywhere on the plant? That’s kind of what portability means. Unless he means that it will work almost anywhere in the world, which is buuuuuuuuuuuull.

Also god I know I’ve harped on this already but how the hellll is this girl graduating from college without even encountering a school-assigned e-mail address? I spent my freshman and sophomore year in a college with less than 1000 people on campus, and you bet your ass we needed to use the Internet to schedule appointments with advisors, organize group projects, research for papers, pick classes, etc. Even on a campus so small that I could traverse it in 3 minutes at a stiff jog, I couldn’t guarantee that I could find people when I needed them, so how the hell has Ana been getting by? I am literally headcanoning that Kate monitored both Ana’s and her own e-mail for the past four years and told Ana when something important came up. She probably printed out articles relevant to papers that Ana was writing, too, because I need to make sense of this somehow.

  • He points to an icon on the screen and continues to talk at me but it’s like white noise. I haven’t got a clue what he’s saying, and in all honestly, I’m not interested. Just tell me how to switch it on and off – I’ll figure out the rest. After all, I’ve been using Kate’s for four years.

Hah. Does Kate also have a Mac, because if not then Ana’s in for a hell of a time. As a PC user myself, it took me more than a couple of false starts to figure out how the hell a Mac worked. I still don’t really like ‘em because it takes so much getting used to. Even if she has been using a Mac, she might want to pay attention to what this dude is saying given that she’s never used e-mail before. God. I’m still not over it.

Speaking of e-mail, I…just look at two of these fucking e-mails because I desperately need you to suffer with me:

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Every e-mail is formatted like this. Every. Single. One. The subject also changes for each e-mail. This is literally how I communicated with my crush when I was in 8th grade because I didn’t know any better. I’m getting terrible secondhand embarrassment.

*sigh* Well. Now we can put a date to this, I guess. It is Monday morning, May 23rd, 2011, 8:30am. We can now construct a loose timeline of the story so far:

May 1st – Ana meets Christian for the first time during the interview. She specifically mentions that it’s May, so this is the earliest that she could’ve done this.

May 6th – Christian stalks Ana to her workplace and picks out a number of items that we will later find out he is buy specifically for using on her, despite the fact that they have only met once.

May 7th – Christian attends Kate’s photoshoot and asks Ana out for coffee. He saves her from a cyclist and performs a 20-minute long musical number professing his undying love (note: I still might be misremembering this). He then tells Ana to stay away from him.

“Several” weeks pass, a word which here apparently means “two,” or the timeline falls apart.

May 20th – The Bar Scene.

May 21st – Ana learns about the playroom and Christian decides to have vanilla sex with her because she’s a virgin.

May 22nd – More sex. Ana meets Christian’s mom and learns that he was statutorily raped by his mom’s friend when he was young. Ana goes home and reads the contract and freaks out a little.

May 23rd – now.

:(

The Bar Scene started in Chapter Four. It’s taken 7.5 chapters to cover 3 days and it’s felt like years. I guess that’s part of the reason that people don’t bring up the fact that Ana and Christian barely know each other – every day seems to last forever.

Ana tells Christian that she’s got to get to work and he replies “Laters, baby.” The first context in which this phrase was used was when Elliot was saying goodbye to Kate. It read to me as though it was a purposely overdramatic goodbye, but given how often Christian uses the phrase from here on out I’m starting to think it may have been serious. It’s apparently the iconic Christasia quote, similar to the “lion/lamb” quote from Twilight, but at least that quote was consistent with Edward’s tendency to be unnecessarily floral in his speech; this seems very off from Christian’s normal mode of speech, so I have trouble associating it with him at all.

In the meantime, Ana decides to go out with José for coffee and manages to be spectacularly racist.

  • “Ana,” he smiles his dazzling toothy all-Hispanic-American smile, and I can’t be an­gry with him anymore.

Fun fact: all Hispanic-Americans have the same smile. The exact same one. They take turns sharing it.

After she gets back home, Ana and Christian exchange another series of e-mails that E. L. James wants to pass off as playful banter. It also presents this section that confirms, to me, that Ana is definitely not graduating, and casts doubt on the idea that Christian graduated either:

  • Mr. Grey
    What would you suggest I put into a search engine?
    Ana
    […]
    Miss Steele
    Always start with Wikipedia.

HAH. HAH. Ana: you are not getting your degree right now. You can’t possibly be graduating if you don’t understand how to research online, and Christian cannot possibly have made it through college if he ignored the one rule that every fucking teacher I’ve ever had had reiterated the second a paper is assigned.

  • I type Submissive into Wikipedia.
    [blank space here to indicate time passage]
    Half an hour later, I feel slight queasy and frankly shocked to my core.

Okay, I typed this into the WayBack Machine and (giving James the benefit of the doubt), looked at the Wikipedia article for “Submissive” in 2009 and 2011. Even assuming that E. L. James bothered to read the most recent update of the article prior to publishing, this is what the article would’ve looked like. Now, there are a lot of hyperlinks in the article, but there is no way that Ana took half an hour to just read that page.

Honestly, it’s depressing; E. L. James wrote a character that gave the worst research advice I’ve ever heard, and then she didn’t even bother to follow-up on her own shitty advice.

The chapter ends here, and I think we’re supposed to see it as a cliffhanger, but honestly I’m…this is the opposite of suspense. What’s that? Boredom?

The entire Fifty Shades of Nay blog is fantastic but I’m reblogging this post because it highlights just how absurd the timeframe (and pacing) of these books are.

16 9 / 2014