elodieunderglass:

gimmeagoodcoldbeer:

ronin134:

revengeofthemudbutt:

armedplatypus:

whiskey-weather:

stonerdoomandbeagles:

shoothikedrinkfuck:

blazepress:

This three-legged decorated war hero had one leg lost to surgery after taking four rounds from an AK-47.

Bad. Mother. Fucker.

 Those eyes say “Pretend to throw the tennis ball. I dare you to only pretend.”

I think those eyes say a lot more than that. He’s seen more than I ever will, done more than I’ll ever do, and his war will never be over.

He’s got Ranger scrolls on his collar. That dog is a god damn hero.

I just noticed the Purple Heart and that Scroll.Wow. Just wow. The picture alone, in all it’s detail says a lot of things. god damn.

I can’t not reblog this dog… his youEyes say so much

I’ve never seen a dog with such a face like that. Like an old man who went to war and if you ask him about he just stiffens up and face turns to stone. 

Layka is a lady dog. Let’s remember that.
Now, it’s an understandable problem - our socialization instantly encourages us to see this rugged, sleek, military animal as a male. Three-legged hero dog with military decorations and stern-appearing eyes? TOTALLY A DUDE DOG, JUST LOOK AT HIM. It’s a programmed response, and nothing to be ashamed of - let’s just be accurate and note that Layka’s a female.
I’ve highlighted all the reblogs above where Layka is described as a hero, an old man, with male pronouns - rather than the fierce, charming heroine she is. It’s kind of a teachable moment: how does an image of an animal, displaying absolutely no secondary sex characteristics, instantly give us these fictional headcanons about its gender and gender performance? It’s an impressive demonstration of our ability to translate body language.
The photographer who took this compelling shot noted that Layka’s playful, bouncy energy made it nearly impossible for him to get a shot with her mouth closed! He ended up having to stop using the tennis ball he was using to get her attention, because it made her too excited and smiley. Based on the photos below, I think she’d have quite a sense of humor about the “where’s the tennis ball?” game!

Of course, the photographer did end up connecting with a fundamental aspect of Layka’s nature in the cover photo; her serious, soldier side. But that’s not all the animal is. Does the dog in the unused shots still resemble an “old man?” Is the dog in the unused shots male or female? Is it still a hero with its tongue out? Is it still admirable without a “face like stone?”
This is what I mean when I say that we have to examine the lenses of culture and society that we are always, always looking through when we talk about science biology.

elodieunderglass:

gimmeagoodcoldbeer:

ronin134:

revengeofthemudbutt:

armedplatypus:

whiskey-weather:

stonerdoomandbeagles:

shoothikedrinkfuck:

blazepress:

This three-legged decorated war hero had one leg lost to surgery after taking four rounds from an AK-47.

Bad. Mother. Fucker.


Those eyes say “Pretend to throw the tennis ball. I dare you to only pretend.”

I think those eyes say a lot more than that. He’s seen more than I ever will, done more than I’ll ever do, and his war will never be over.

He’s got Ranger scrolls on his collar. That dog is a god damn hero.

I just noticed the Purple Heart and that Scroll.
Wow. Just wow. 
The picture alone, in all it’s detail says a lot of things. god damn.

I can’t not reblog this dog… his you
Eyes say so much

I’ve never seen a dog with such a face like that. Like an old man who went to war and if you ask him about he just stiffens up and face turns to stone. 

Layka is a lady dog. Let’s remember that.

Now, it’s an understandable problem - our socialization instantly encourages us to see this rugged, sleek, military animal as a male. Three-legged hero dog with military decorations and stern-appearing eyes? TOTALLY A DUDE DOG, JUST LOOK AT HIM. It’s a programmed response, and nothing to be ashamed of - let’s just be accurate and note that Layka’s a female.

I’ve highlighted all the reblogs above where Layka is described as a hero, an old man, with male pronouns - rather than the fierce, charming heroine she is. It’s kind of a teachable moment: how does an image of an animal, displaying absolutely no secondary sex characteristics, instantly give us these fictional headcanons about its gender and gender performance? It’s an impressive demonstration of our ability to translate body language.

The photographer who took this compelling shot noted that Layka’s playful, bouncy energy made it nearly impossible for him to get a shot with her mouth closed! He ended up having to stop using the tennis ball he was using to get her attention, because it made her too excited and smiley. Based on the photos below, I think she’d have quite a sense of humor about the “where’s the tennis ball?” game!

Layka is so smiley in person that the photographer struggled to get her to pose "seriously."

Of course, the photographer did end up connecting with a fundamental aspect of Layka’s nature in the cover photo; her serious, soldier side. But that’s not all the animal is. Does the dog in the unused shots still resemble an “old man?” Is the dog in the unused shots male or female? Is it still a hero with its tongue out? Is it still admirable without a “face like stone?”

This is what I mean when I say that we have to examine the lenses of culture and society that we are always, always looking through when we talk about science biology.

“I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.”

– Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via creatingaquietmind)

girl-bear:


shakeitupbebe:


citoyenrebelle:


I didn’t know her, therefore Wikipedia:


Lucy (or Lucia) Eldine Gonzalez was born around 1853 in Texas, likely as a slave, to parents of Native American, Black American and Mexican ancestry.[1] In 1871 she married Albert Parsons, a former Confederate soldier. They were forced to flee from Texas north by intolerant reactions to their interracial marriage.
Described by the Chicago Police Department as “more dangerous than a thousand rioters” in the 1920s, Parsons and her husband had become highly effective anarchist organizers primarily involved in the labor movement in the late 19th century, but also participating in revolutionary activism on behalf of political prisoners, people of color, the homeless and women.


Woaaah.
Just woaaah.


“more dangerous than a thousand rioters” fuck yeah.


Wow.

girl-bear:

shakeitupbebe:

citoyenrebelle:

I didn’t know her, therefore Wikipedia:

Lucy (or Lucia) Eldine Gonzalez was born around 1853 in Texas, likely as a slave, to parents of Native American, Black American and Mexican ancestry.[1] In 1871 she married Albert Parsons, a former Confederate soldier. They were forced to flee from Texas north by intolerant reactions to their interracial marriage.

Described by the Chicago Police Department as “more dangerous than a thousand rioters” in the 1920s, Parsons and her husband had become highly effective anarchist organizers primarily involved in the labor movement in the late 19th century, but also participating in revolutionary activism on behalf of political prisoners, people of color, the homeless and women.

Woaaah.

Just woaaah.

“more dangerous than a thousand rioters” fuck yeah.

Wow.

revolutionary-afrolatino:

Why I think Ferguson/St. Louis police tried to kill us  
I went to #FergusonOctober with a Bronx Hip Hop group named the Rebel Diaz Art Collective, who I appreciate very much for taking us. We went in a NYC van (remember this) and stayed for 3 days (Oct. 10-13) and finally headed out Monday night to come back to NYC. A few hours after we left, however, our back wheel literally fell off on our way to New York City from #FergusonOctober, and some of us think the cops did it. We don’t want to believe that, but it isn’t a far fetched idea. Here’s why:
Basically, as we left Ferguson, we felt a repetitive thumping noise coming from the back of the car. This only happened when the car would slow down, not when it accelerated, leading us to believe that there was something wrong with the brakes.  Mind you, this was a brand new noise. We didn’t hear it coming into Ferguson. After consulting a few mechanics, they told us our brakes were basically done, and that it was essentially metal on metal the rest of the way whenever the car slowed down or would brake.
Then, when the wheel actually fell off, another mechanic told us that the wheel bolts were either too tight or too loose, leading some of the bolts to come off. We asked another mechanic how possible it would be for someone to simply loosen the bolts, and he said it was an easy thing for anyone to do, and that it only takes a few minutes to accomplish.
On our way home, we analyzed how the fuck our back wheel could have rolled right off, and we are seriously considering that police targeted us for 5 reasons:
Two other NYC vans (remember?) were robbed during #FergusonOctober. One of them was my friend’s van actually, and it was robbed TWICE in St. Louis: 1st time $7k worth of video equipment & laptops were taken, 2nd time IDs were stolen. Other valuables like lenses were left behind. Seems like they were specifically looking for identity information on people. Maybe they were looking for us too? Modern day COINTELPRO anyone?
Following this robbery, police were all of a sudden checking IDs at checkpoints in St. Louis. Coincidence?
We were followed on our last day in #FergusonOctober by someone, we don’t know who, but we immediately think the cops, feds, or agents. Who’s the real criminal here?
Some bolts on our wheel were loose & 4 bolts fell off as we left #FergusonOctober, fully damaging brakes & rear end axle. This is really dangerous because at any point of us driving, the wheel could have sparked due to metal on metal grinding and caused a fire with the oil/gasoline, OR the rear end could have locked up, the wheel could have flown off, and we would’ve been going 70 mph on a highway at night in the rain until gravity, friction, and/or any object decided to stop us. (Luckily one of our friend’s sisters is a mechanic and warned us to drive no more than 40 mph and take hourly breaks to keep the metal from burning up).
Our van was squeaky clean & checked before leaving to #FergusonOctober, with 4 brand new wheels installed months prior.
now you tell me this shit aint fucked up. we don’t have full evidence, we can only speculate, but there is a loooooooong history of dirty secrets buried up about police surveillance with COINTELPRO and how the FBI infiltrated and sabotaged the Black Power Movement of the late 1960s/early 1970s by doing shit like this, through intimidation, harassment, and flat out terrorism.
AND, i wouldn’t put it passed the Ferguson/St. Louis police to be guilty of attempted murder of 10 individuals. Hey, they’re already guilty of murdering Mike Brown, no?
THEY THINK IT’S A GAME!
THEY THINK IT’S A JOKE!

revolutionary-afrolatino:

Why I think Ferguson/St. Louis police tried to kill us 

I went to #FergusonOctober with a Bronx Hip Hop group named the Rebel Diaz Art Collective, who I appreciate very much for taking us. We went in a NYC van (remember this) and stayed for 3 days (Oct. 10-13) and finally headed out Monday night to come back to NYC. A few hours after we left, however, our back wheel literally fell off on our way to New York City from #FergusonOctober, and some of us think the cops did it. We don’t want to believe that, but it isn’t a far fetched idea. Here’s why:

Basically, as we left Ferguson, we felt a repetitive thumping noise coming from the back of the car. This only happened when the car would slow down, not when it accelerated, leading us to believe that there was something wrong with the brakes.  Mind you, this was a brand new noise. We didn’t hear it coming into Ferguson. After consulting a few mechanics, they told us our brakes were basically done, and that it was essentially metal on metal the rest of the way whenever the car slowed down or would brake.

Then, when the wheel actually fell off, another mechanic told us that the wheel bolts were either too tight or too loose, leading some of the bolts to come off. We asked another mechanic how possible it would be for someone to simply loosen the bolts, and he said it was an easy thing for anyone to do, and that it only takes a few minutes to accomplish.

On our way home, we analyzed how the fuck our back wheel could have rolled right off, and we are seriously considering that police targeted us for 5 reasons:

  1. Two other NYC vans (remember?) were robbed during #FergusonOctober. One of them was my friend’s van actually, and it was robbed TWICE in St. Louis: 1st time $7k worth of video equipment & laptops were taken, 2nd time IDs were stolen. Other valuables like lenses were left behind. Seems like they were specifically looking for identity information on people. Maybe they were looking for us too? Modern day COINTELPRO anyone?
  2. Following this robbery, police were all of a sudden checking IDs at checkpoints in St. Louis. Coincidence?
  3. We were followed on our last day in #FergusonOctober by someone, we don’t know who, but we immediately think the cops, feds, or agents. Who’s the real criminal here?
  4. Some bolts on our wheel were loose & 4 bolts fell off as we left #FergusonOctober, fully damaging brakes & rear end axle. This is really dangerous because at any point of us driving, the wheel could have sparked due to metal on metal grinding and caused a fire with the oil/gasoline, OR the rear end could have locked up, the wheel could have flown off, and we would’ve been going 70 mph on a highway at night in the rain until gravity, friction, and/or any object decided to stop us. (Luckily one of our friend’s sisters is a mechanic and warned us to drive no more than 40 mph and take hourly breaks to keep the metal from burning up).
  5. Our van was squeaky clean & checked before leaving to #FergusonOctober, with 4 brand new wheels installed months prior.

now you tell me this shit aint fucked up. we don’t have full evidence, we can only speculate, but there is a loooooooong history of dirty secrets buried up about police surveillance with COINTELPRO and how the FBI infiltrated and sabotaged the Black Power Movement of the late 1960s/early 1970s by doing shit like this, through intimidation, harassment, and flat out terrorism.

AND, i wouldn’t put it passed the Ferguson/St. Louis police to be guilty of attempted murder of 10 individuals. Hey, they’re already guilty of murdering Mike Brown, no?

THEY THINK IT’S A GAME!

THEY THINK IT’S A JOKE!

marcnutt:

hey, so dear white people came out, only for some reason or another it’s not out in a lot of theaters. and it needs to be! so if it’s not in your theater or you suspect it’s not then please go here and demand it to be. it’s a very, very important movie and everyone in the world deserves the opportunity to watch it. thank you!!

face-down-asgard-up:

face-down-asgard-up:

men make it sound like it’s super hard not to sleep with obviously impaired women

you don’t rape by accident, you shitlords.

Gonna add because I have seen too many dudes make comments like, “Ok but what if she was drunk but she seemed sober…

lazhuntiez:

eastlafatboy:

Get it right!

xicanx.

lazhuntiez:

eastlafatboy:

Get it right!

xicanx.

livingmadreams:

Hey! I dont mean to be a bugger but if you guys could help me out and donate anything that would be great. Im falling on hard times and my family is once again leaving me out in the dark even though I had done a lot for them. ( I should probably stop helping them then.)

But…

gaming-fanchild:

a moment of silence for the people who could have been remembered as great scientists or leaders if they were cis white men

“Day of the Dead draws near (November 1st for the deceased children and November 2nd for deceased adults), an opportunity for us to nourish and be nourished by our spirit allies, our family members who have crossed over. Just the opposite of Halloween, Day of the Dead is a day to remember our connections to the other side. These spirits are not ghouls come to frighten us, but ancestors who guide and protect us.”

Sandra Cisneros (via thisisnotlatinx)

disparatre:

Girls who don’t receive romantic/sexual attention from boys blame themselves

Boys who don’t receive romantic/sexual attention from girls blame girls

cakeandrevolution:

sadboosexual:

theyuniversity:

It’s good to know that we weren’t the only ones driven crazy by people who “axe” questions.

Okay, see, we talked about this linguisitic phenomenon in my grammar class. I don’t remember what it’s called, but it happens with other words, too - my professor used an example of “uncomfortable.” When you say it out loud, most likely, it sounds more like “un-comf-ter-ble,” thus mixing up the position of the r and the t, like how the k and the s are mixed in this speech pattern. However, not many people are out here acting high and mighty because someone said “uncomfterble” like they are with “ax,” and that has absolutely everything to do with academic biases - because “ax” is associated mostly with Black people (and occasionally lower-class whites), it’s viewed as “improper” speech, whereas most people, even middle & upper class white people who are thought to speak the most ~proper~ version of English, say “uncomfterble.”
And a quick Google search yields that even Chaucer used “axe” to mean “ask” within his writing. (Source) (Source)
tl;dr actually caring about whether someone says “ask” ~”correctly”~~ is rooted in racist & classist biases of language so, consider, not. 

Most linguistic pedantry is inherently racist in nature.

cakeandrevolution:

sadboosexual:

theyuniversity:

It’s good to know that we weren’t the only ones driven crazy by people who “axe” questions.

Okay, see, we talked about this linguisitic phenomenon in my grammar class. I don’t remember what it’s called, but it happens with other words, too - my professor used an example of “uncomfortable.” When you say it out loud, most likely, it sounds more like “un-comf-ter-ble,” thus mixing up the position of the r and the t, like how the k and the s are mixed in this speech pattern. However, not many people are out here acting high and mighty because someone said “uncomfterble” like they are with “ax,” and that has absolutely everything to do with academic biases - because “ax” is associated mostly with Black people (and occasionally lower-class whites), it’s viewed as “improper” speech, whereas most people, even middle & upper class white people who are thought to speak the most ~proper~ version of English, say “uncomfterble.”

And a quick Google search yields that even Chaucer used “axe” to mean “ask” within his writing. (Source) (Source)

tl;dr actually caring about whether someone says “ask” ~”correctly”~~ is rooted in racist & classist biases of language so, consider, not. 

Most linguistic pedantry is inherently racist in nature.

“Human beings took our animal need for palatable food … and turned it into chocolate souffles with salted caramel cream. We took our ability to co-operate as a social species … and turned it into craft circles and bowling leagues and the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We took our capacity to make and use tools … and turned it into the Apollo moon landing. We took our uniquely precise ability to communicate through language … and turned it into King Lear.

None of these things are necessary for survival and reproduction. That is exactly what makes them so splendid. When we take our basic evolutionary wiring and transform it into something far beyond any prosaic matters of survival and reproduction … that’s when humanity is at its best. That’s when we show ourselves to be capable of creating meaning and joy, for ourselves and for one another. That’s when we’re most uniquely human.

And the same is true for sex. Human beings have a deep, hard-wired urge to replicate our DNA, instilled in us by millions of years of evolution. And we’ve turned it into an intense and delightful form of communication, intimacy, creativity, community, personal expression, transcendence, joy, pleasure, and love. Regardless of whether any DNA gets replicated in the process.

Why should we see this as sinful? What makes this any different from chocolate souffles and King Lear?”

– Greta Christina (Sex and the Off-Label Use of Our Bodies) (via sexisnottheenemy) (via finkspiration) (via itswalky) (via rosalarian) (via queen-bedlam) (via galacticwiseguy) (via sorcyress) (via seriouslyamerica)

alexofeddis:

thescienceoffandom:

Here are some basics on herd immunity, and here is some more technical research if you’re interested in the details! 

If you’ve ever heard my rants about vaccination, you know it’s a major topic with me. Because hey, I’m one of these immunosuppressed people this comic talks about, so it’s a bit of a sensitive subject. (“Oh, I’m sorry, you don’t like getting vaccinated? I don’t like having three month long respiratory infections because you gave me the freaking flu, but I guess you don’t care about that”)

Essentially, Ellen and her wonderful character Katherine have just said it better than I ever could—and using Shaun of the Dead references, too!!! It’s all about herd immunity—getting vaccinated isn’t just about your own health, it’s about the health—and non-zombification—of the entire human race.

SO REBLOG THIS!! LIKE THIS!!! SPREAD IT LIKE WILDFIRE!!!!!

“Today, the 70th day of this nightmare, some may wonder why we have yet to stop – to stop chanting, stop marching, stop occupying .
But we have not yet found peace because we do not yet know justice. Therefore we, together with our allies, will continue to occupy the streets and the American consciousness until the book is closed.”

An American Horror Story: An Open Letter from Ferguson Protesters and Allies (Oct. 17)