kierongillen:

alewing:

I hear good things about Oliver’s piece on this - I look forward to being able to see it on my side of the digital ocean.

I caught it on a youtube feed which has since been taken down. Astounding stuff.

(Source: -teesa-)

gordman2:

Humorous Movie Marquee Mash-Ups

What happens when you give a signeage job to underpaid employees, folks…. 

(via cartoongoblin)

aileenlittlehandsclark:

aratti:

sexologist:

#feminism #ineedfeminismbecause #idontneedfeminismbecause #analogy #sexologist #drjill

Ooooof. Tell me about. In other news I was recently called a bitch. Which I don’t know if that’s ever happened to my face by someone who has also eaten a baked good I made.

WHO’S CALLING YOU A BITCH?!  I’LL KICK SOMEONE IN THE TEETH.

aileenlittlehandsclark:

aratti:

sexologist:

#feminism #ineedfeminismbecause #idontneedfeminismbecause #analogy #sexologist #drjill

Ooooof. Tell me about.
In other news I was recently called a bitch. Which I don’t know if that’s ever happened to my face by someone who has also eaten a baked good I made.

WHO’S CALLING YOU A BITCH?!  I’LL KICK SOMEONE IN THE TEETH.

(via laughterkey)

On being British


mrsnerdynerdnerd:

I was teaching at a Summer School this summer and one of my students told me he did not feel British, because he didn’t look British. He was black. That broke my heart a little. So I started questioning the kids on British history, and oh they fit in it and all the kids…

warriorprincessking:

If you turn off all the lights and bring a candle into a dark room with a mirror and say, “Carol Danvers isn’t the real Captain Marvel” three times Mar-Vell will show up in the mirror and say, “I’d run if I were you.”

Because Carol Danvers will find you.

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unforgettabledetritus:

cleolinda:

cinematicnomad:

apparently e.l. james called former child star mara wilson (matilda) a “sad fuck” for critiquing the 50shades books a while ago and now there’s a feud. i love it.

OH MY GOD I WANT TO BE MARA WILSON’S FRIEND SO BAD

People born on 7/24 kick as and hate bad porn. FACT

(via laughterkey)

“Chronic illness, for lack of a better word, is a bitch. Knowing no boundaries, chronic illness effects those from all walks of life. Men, women, and even children. It barges into our lives without any warning, taking over our bodies and our lives. It steals away precious moments and can stop us from enjoying ourselves. As if we were stuck in suspended animation, we hang there in a delicate balance, wondering if today will be less painful than yesterday, whether we will be able to even have the energy to get in the shower, or make breakfast. What used to be menial tasks in our lives before chronic illness, no become a choice of one or the other, and deciding whether or not that decision will have a painful impact on the rest of our day. Will it be the pain that knocks us down today, or perhaps the unrelenting fatigue hovering over us like a dark cloud? Those are just a few of the questions that run through the mind of a chronic illness patient each and every day. We end up living in the shadows of our illness.”

“Research found that young children who spend more time engaging in more open-ended, free-flowing activities display higher levels of executive functioning, and vice versa”

From 

Study: Less-Structured Time Correlates to Kids’ Success

http://time.com/2901044/study-kids-structured-time-success/

(via weareteachers)

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Anonymous said: Towards the whole "pronouns hurt people's feelings" topic. Am I REALLY the only person on the planet that thinks people are becoming far to sensative? Nearly to the point that they shouldn't leave their little home bubbles in the case that a bird chirps next to them in a way that sounds like a mean word. Maybe, JUST MAYBE, we're becoming a little TOO coddling and people need to learn to deal with simplistic shit like words. And yes, I've been insulted and made fun of. I got over it. So can you.

laughterkey:

thefrogman:

Supposedly invented by the Chinese, there is an ancient form of torture that is nothing more than cold, tiny drops falling upon a person’s forehead. 

On its own, a single drop is nothing. It falls upon the brow making a tiny splash. It doesn’t hurt. No real harm comes from it. 

In multitudes, the drops are still fairly harmless. Other than a damp forehead, there really is no cause for concern. 

The key to the torture is being restrained. You cannot move. You must feel each drop. You have lost all control over stopping these drops of water from splashing on your forehead. 

It still doesn’t seem like that big of a deal. But person after person, time and time again—would completely unravel psychologically. They all had a breaking point where each drop turned into a horror. Building and building until all sense of sanity was completely lost. 

"It was just a joke, quite being so sensitive."

"They used the wrong pronoun, big deal."

"So your parents don’t understand, it could be worse."

Day after day. Drop after drop. It builds up. A single instance on its own is no big deal. A few drops, not a problem. But when you are restrained, when you cannot escape the drops, when it is unending—these drops can be agony. 

People aren’t sensitive because they can’t take a joke. Because they can’t take being misgendered one time. Because they lack a thick skin. 

People are sensitive because the drops are unending and they have no escape from them. 

You are only seeing the tiny, harmless, single drop hitting these so-called “sensitive” people. You are failing to see the thousands of drops endured before that. You are failing to see the restraints that make them inescapable.

Froggie, I could kiss you.