And I really hate the fact that my brain, like, forgets? this? Like, I'm 42, if someone's talking to me and I'm not looking at them, they're talking to the void? So why does my brain think it's THEIR job to remember this?
When you have to mute the television when you need to speak to someone or read anything, because you can only focus on one thing at a time
If Donald Trump wasn’t *actually* the Republican Party candidate for President of the United States, he’d be a very nearly perfect parody of a Republican Party candidate for President of the United States . ..
I always find it kind of weird that matriarchal cultures in fiction are always “women fight and hunt, men stay home and care for the babies” because world-building-wise, it makes no sense
think about it. like, assuming that gender even works the same in this fantasy culture as it does in ours, with gender conflated with sex (because let’s be real, all of these stories assume that), men wouldn’t be the ones to make the babies, so why would they be the ones to care for the babies? why is fighting and hunting necessary for leadership?
writing a matriarchy this way is just lazy, because you’re just taking the patriarchy and just swapping the people in it, rather than actually swapping the culture. especially when there are so many other cool things you could explore. like, what if it’s not a swap of roles but of what society deems important?
maybe a matriarchy would have hunting and fighting be part of the man’s job, but undervalued. like taking the trash out or cleaning toilets: necessary, but gross, and not noble or interesting. maybe farming is now the most important thing, and is given a lot of spiritual and cultural weight.
how would law work? what crimes would exist, and what things would be considered too trivial to make illegal? who gets what property? why?
how would religion work? how would you mark time or the passage into adulthood? what would marriage look like? if bloodlines are through the mother, bastardy wouldn’t even be a concept - how does that work?
what qualities would be most important in a person? how would you define strength or leadership? what knowledge would be the most coveted and protected? what acts or roles are considered useless or degrading?
like, you can’t just take our current society and say you’re turning it on its head when you’re just regurgitating it wholesale. you have to really think about why things are the way they are and change that.
No, don’t ignore the caption. This my post, if you want to change something make your own post and reblog it. I’m a fat person, and it’s infuriating to me how much stigma is associated with being fat. That’s why I made this post to show that fat people like me can be athletic, fit and conquer anything people say we can’t. And I’m almost sad I did due to the amount of fatphobia in the comments. In the body posi world many of us are trying to destroy the stigma behind the way the world views fat people. We’re sick of people looking down on us.
Step 1: Pick leaves Gently twist the leaf near the base, it should snap off the plant cleanly. Good cuttings will be slightly rounded at the ends, and have no ‘open’ wound:
Bad cuttings will not grow, you need to make sure the whole leaf comes off in one go. Bad leaves are jagged, torn, or cut:
Step 2: Lay all cuttings inside on a piece of cloth. I usually put a piece of old scrap material down on my desk and lie all the leaves out in rows. I try not to pile up the leaves, as this tends to promote rot. Do not water at all. AKA no misting the leaves, no watering the leaves, nothing. Everything the baby succulent needs to grow is stored in the mother leaf, watering may rot the leaf before the new plant is big enough to survive on its own! Make sure the leaves aren’t in direct sun, as they will wither before they form new plants. Filtered light from a window is strong enough!
Step 3: Waiting After about 4 weeks you will start to see the first signs of life. The leaf may send out roots first, it may start to grow with no roots. Both are okay!
Step 4: Planting (Start watering once a week at this stage) After 6-8 weeks the baby succulents will be big enough to plant outside! I do this by placing the leaves on top of loose, sandy soil that has not been compacted. I do not bother burying the leaves, as it tends to do more harm than good (you may snap roots/damage new shoots in the process):
I place all the plants together, they don’t really seem to mind! These is how they look after about 10 weeks:
When the plants are big enough, the mother leaf will shrivel up and start to die off:
TADA! You’ve created baby succulents :)
I’m sorry, this is a very beautifully illustrated, informative plant post, but every time I read “Make succulent babies” I put the emphasis on the wrong part of the phrase and expect something.. very… different.
It’s the Year of Simone, a tagline that in another context might be corny, but here is melting all inclinations towards cynicism (dubious news coverage notwithstanding). These two incredible women have made us proud to be freakin’ American despite it all and will provide lessons about talent, tenaciousness, hard work and good sportspersonship for generations to come. Normally I might be annoyed if a person named their baby some trendy thing based on their birth year—sorry to all future Daeneryses—but if you’re about to pop a kid and decide it should be called “Simone Manuel Biles [Your Last Name],” I salute you. Real-life Simone Biles and Simone Manuel, you rule.
I think the problem that the man is having is that he's attempting to dog whistle with a tuba.
For 48 hours, Donald Trump has been screaming that President Obama is the “founder of ISIS.” He started the refrain at his rallies, and continued it on every media outlet that allows the ferret-wearing faux billionaire on the air.
On nearly every venue, Trump was given the opportunity to step back from what he had said.
Asked about them, he doubled down and said "[Obama] was the founder of ISIS absolutely, the way he removed our troops. ... I call them co-founders," he added, referring to his Democratic presidential opponent, Hillary Clinton.
Trump: Well, I mean exactly that. He’s the founder of iSIS. They should give, you know, in athletics we get awards, they get awards. You’re the best player—the most valuable player. He should get the most valuable player award from ISIS.
CNBC: Do you think it’s appropriate to call the sitting president of the United States the founder of a terrorist organization that wants to kill Americans?
Trump: He was the founder of ISIS. Absolutely. He was the founder, absolutely the founder. In fact, he gets … in sports they have awards … he gets the most valuable award. I mean. Him and Hillary. She gets it too. Is something wrong with saying that? What? Are people complaining that I’m saying that he was the founder of ISIS?
Obama was “absolutely” the founder of ISiS. Trump “meant exactly that.” And “Absolutely. He was the founder.”
And then, after going at this for two full days, Trump tossed out this …
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Ratings challenged @CNN reports so seriously that I call President Obama (and Clinton) "the founder" of ISIS, & MVP. THEY DON'T GET SARCASM?
No. It’s not CNN that doesn’t get sarcasm. It’s you, Mr. Trump. “Sarcasm” is not a Get Out of Any Statement Free card. Second Amendment solutions? Sarcasm! Russian hacking request? Sarcasm!
We can all hope that “I’m running for president” crack is also sarcasm. Because otherwise, we have a nominee that’s not just a cruel, racist, bully, but one who is a full on psychopath.
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I love watching these poor, pathetic people (pundits) on television working so hard and so seriously to try and figure me out. They can't!
No. They can’t. Because the rest of us are living in the real world. The one where assassination, subverting an election, and encouraging violence are serious things.
Following her incredible performance
in the women’s all around finals in gymnastics on August 11, Simone Biles found it necessary to clear the air about one tiny detail.
I wanted to make I post I could link too whenever someone asks me this~
Seriously. Even if I was hella in shape, really healthy, no one would be asking for health or work out tips from me if I was fat. Stop assuming because someone looks like what society deems as ‘healthy’ or ‘fit’ that they are, it’s a lie, they are try to sell you things and make you hate and judge strangers. Stop buying into it.
40k notes and a lot of people were still defending the idea that fat people are unhealthy regardless, but I openly say I eat shit and don’t work out and I don’t care and no one said shit about my health. No one messaged me concerned about my diet or lack of exercise.
Because I’m skinny and you people are hiding behind this faux concern so you don’t seem like a bunch of fucking assholes for hating fat people and wanting them to hate themselves
I reblogged this before but I gotta reblog it again.
no other person on this planet was made for you, they were made for themselves. love is all about choices. no one is going to be perfect for you, and i think we need to stop raising everyone on the belief that someone out there, just one other person in the whole world, was “made for you” because it isn’t true. no one is made for you, besides you. other people belong to themselves. if you want to make it work with someone, it’s about hard work, understanding, compassion, communication, and choice
Republicans have long portrayed themselves as the champions of “fiscal responsibility,” criticizing budget deficits and promising that if given the chance they would don their green eyeshades, put an end to wasteful spending, and get the books in order. This, they say, is not just a practical need but a moral imperative.
The trouble is that their rhetoric has never matched their actions. Republicans may say they despise government spending, but what they really want is to spend money on different things, like the military instead of the social safety net, and they also want to cut taxes at the same time.
That’s why no Republican can point to a case where Republican policies reduced the deficit. It increased dramatically under Ronald Reagan, disappeared under Bill Clinton — who had raised taxes, which meant that when the tech boom of the late 1990s happened, the government was flooded with revenue — and then came storming back after George W. Bush slashed taxes again and started a couple of wars.
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- You’ve probably noticed that Republicans become urgently concerned with the deficit when there’s a Democrat in the White House, but forget all about it when a Republican is president.
“Most comedy writers consider themselves lucky if a star realizes 60% of the values they’ve written into a script. Lucy, somehow, returned about 125%. Unexpected qualities appeared out of nowhere. Little, human, ordinary, recognizable values. Inflections that were exactly the way your mother, or the lady bus driver used to sound. She was everywoman. Ask her to be a tough showgirl and you got back a broad who simply could not look and move like that unless she’d been pumping bumps and grinds in a burlesque house for twenty years. Ask her for royalty and she became a queen. And she kept astounding us that way. The audience never had the feeling that they were watching her act. If you looked carefully, you would marvel that every fiber in the woman’s body was contributing to the illusion. Her hands, her feet, her knees, every cell would be doing the right thing. This was an exceptionally talented young lady, and I don’t know enough superlatives to do her justice.”
You know that whole trope where like, the protagonists get teleported up into the aliens’ spaceship or base or whatever and the alien appears to them only it doesn’t appear as it really looks like but rather, since it doesn’t want to scare the protagonists, it takes the form of something we find familiar and pleasing and is like, “I look like your dad or whatever–is this form okay?” Like I think about that trope a lot and I think like, what if the alien couldn’t pick out a form via telepathy and only had earth media to try and decide what form would scare its human guests least and be accepted almost immediately and honestly the more I think about it the more options for what form that might be are just really fun to me.
“I have chosen the form of your earth playwright and composer Lin-Manuel Miranda–do not be afraid. I come in peace.”
“Greetings. I am Glofnorbo of the cloud you call the ‘Pegasus Nebula.’ I have scanned your earth media from afar and empirically decided that you would find the form of the one known as Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson most pleasing. I have come to confer with your leaders.”
“Do not be panic. I come in peace. I have assumed the form of your insectoid demigoddess ‘Hatsune Miku’ so that we may communicate peacefully without my true form horrifying you.”
“It was decided that I would assume the form of your ‘Mister Rogers’ in order to best welcome your world to the galactic neighborhood without frightening your kind.”
