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A high school teacher in Belgium uses an amazingly creative method to keep his students quiet: Game of Thrones spoilers. A few months back he asked his students whom among them watched the series, to which most replied by raising their hands. He then proceeded to deliver the ultimate threat: “Well, I’ve read all the books. If there is too much noise, I will write the names of the dead on the board.” “They [the dead] are enough to fill the whole year and I can even describe how they die.”
Apparently, it only happened once.
[nieuwsblad.be | Via]

Sometimes it seems like every movie is either a sequel or a reboot. They remade Robocop and Godzilla. They're releasing sequels to the reboots of Spider-Man and Planet of the Apes. But there are still tons of original films in the pipeline. Here are over 50 forthcoming movies that aren't sequels, remakes or prequels.
Yesterday I had to drive somewhere, which I don’t do much anymore, and it was a fascinating experience.
I kept checking in on my body, and finding myself clenched, as if ready for an attack.
My entire torso would be tensed, my neck and shoulders were scrunched up, my face was tight. For no good reason other than I had to react to a lot of cars around me.
And so, noticing this, I was able to relax in that moment. Straighten up, let my muscles stop clenching themselves, breathe, smile. Instant calm, because I knew there was nothing actually attacking me.
This is a skill I’ve been getting better at, though I’m far from perfect: becoming aware of when my body is tensed up. It’s a cue, something that indicates what’s going on in my mind, and a way for me to look into what I’m stressing out about and decide whether I really need to be in fight-or-flight mode.
Some of the cues I’ve learned about myself: a clenched jaw (happens a lot), face is scrunched up (eyebrows like I’m mad, mouth is frowning, cheeks tensed), neck and shoulders tensed, sometimes entire torso tensed, legs might be stiff like I’m bracing myself, hands might be clenched sometimes.
And so, during the day (when I remember, which isn’t always), I will check in on these cues. And very often I’ll see them tensed up.
This tells me something’s going on, so I check in with my mind: what are you stressing about? And often it’s something like other cars or people getting in my way, or I’m getting competitive in laser tag or go carts (my daughter’s birthday celebration yesterday), or someone is frustrating me, or someone on the Internet is being less than enlightened (I know, that’s pretty rare).
So when I see that going on, I can see that I have an ideal, an expectation, that other people or life in general aren’t living up to. And I realize that’s a completely made-up ideal that I don’t need to hold on to, and I can just accept this moment. And when I do, nothing is so bad. (Read a short guide to dealing with stress.)
Or sometimes I just relax my body, unscrunch my face, unclench my jaw, breathe and smile, and that’s all I need to get the world in order again.


It's not easy for everyone to turn small talk into conversation , but the triple nod by body language expert Vanessa Van Edwards is a neat trick to come across as engaging while encouraging the other person to talk more.

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*deep breath*
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
*pant*
*pant*
No, but seriously, Creationists, Cosmos is about science, so your bullshit can go somewhere else where fairy tales are taught.

WhatsApps VD och ene grundare Jan Koum har skrivit ett inlägg om hur företaget ser på sina användarens integritet och personliga data, med anledning av Facebooks uppköp för sammanlagt 19 miljarder dollar. Den data WhatsApp samlat om sina användare tillhör nu nämligen Facebook, vilket gjort vissa kunder oroliga.
Koum berättar om hur han växte upp i Ukraina med oro för att bli övervakad av KGB. Han menar att respekt för användares integritet är ”i deras DNA”. Koum säger vidare att de skapat WhatsApp med målet att veta så lite om användaren som möjligt och menar att inget kommer förändras efter att WhatsApp blivit del av Facebook. Förhoppningsvis kommer WhatsApp leva upp till orden.
Respect for your privacy is coded into our DNA, and we built WhatsApp around the goal of knowing as little about you as possible: You don’t have to give us your name and we don’t ask for your email address. We don’t know your birthday. We don’t know your home address. We don’t know where you work. We don’t know your likes, what you search for on the internet or collect your GPS location. None of that data has ever been collected and stored by WhatsApp, and we really have no plans to change that.
Inlägget WhatsApp: Vi kommer respektera din integritet efter uppköpet dök först upp på Swedroid.
These parents are so adorable, they look like live-action Disney characters.
And their disinterested, “not again!” daughter in the backseat makes this priceless.
[via Gizmodo]




Here is abstinence education…
"Hey kids, don’t have sex!"
That’s it. That’s all it is.
And yet, people have made entire curricula out of abstinence only education. The only way that is possible is if they load it up with religion and scare tactics. Not everyone wants that for their kids. And if they do, why can’t that be taught at their place of worship? Why must it be forced into public schools?
The idea of abstinence was born in ancient religious texts. If you’ll indulge me I’d like to share an example.
"If a man seduces a virgin who is not betrothed and lies with her, he shall give the bride-price for her and make her his wife"
Exodus 22:16
If you are unfamiliar, the “bride-price” is payment to the girl’s family. If you have sex with a girl, you have to buy her and marry her.
This is from where your righteousness stems. This is the genesis of abstinence. The very first scare tactic used. This is the pure life you are trying to emulate.
To me, teaching people how to have safe consensual sex seems the ethical, heartfelt thing to do.
Buying young girls after you have sex with them seems like something a morally deprived cockroach might do.
Oh, and one more thing.

Well, yes.
I’m not running through the streets exclaiming, “YAY ABORTIONS” but I do believe people should be able to terminate their pregnancies safely and without a gauntlet of zealots shaming them as they enter the facility.
History has shown that outlawing abortions does not stop abortions. It stops safe abortions.
In my mind, if you want to make abortions both safe and rare, keep them legal, make all forms of contraceptives available for free, and have thorough sex education in schools as soon as children are mature enough to understand the subject matter.
And anyone who suggests abstinence education should be slapped with a fish.
when youre pregnant you can only eat tiny miniature versions of foods otherwise the baby wont be able to fit it in its little mouth im a scientist
Karin Tidbeck slängde för ett tag sedan ihop en ”massiv feministisk länkdump”, där hon bland annat pratade om analyser jag och Maria skrivit angående män, kvinnor och deltagande i program på sf-kongresser. Eftersom jag faktiskt annorstädes gjort en enkel statistisk sammanställning över kongresser de senaste åren kunde det i sammanhanget kanske vara relevant att lägga upp den här också.
Det som räknas är antal framträdanden i programmet när det publicerats, alltså inte medräknat eventuella förhinder som gjort att saker inte kunnat genomföras, men det ligger också på ett annat sätt utom arrangörernas kongroll. Jag har inte räknat med signeringar. Har man varit med i programmet fem gånger räknas man fem gånger, och det är alltså inte antalet individer utan antalet framträdanden som räknats. Med reservation för att jag räknat för hand, men eventuella fel borde inte påverka i större utsträckning.
Kongress/stad/år/framträdanden män/framträdanden kvinnor/procent kvinnor:
Confuse (Linköping 2008): 66/14 (17,5 procent).
Kontext (Uppsala 2008): 75/18 (19 procent).
Imagicon 2 (Stockholm 2009): 101/48 (32 procent).
Alcocon (Göteborg 2010): 50/8 (14 procent).
Eurocon (Stockholm 2011): 207/93 (31 procent).
Kontrast (Uppsala 2012): 86/53 (38 procent).
Fantastika (Stockholm 2013): 118/78 (40 procent).
is back in Philly with Zelda again, goes to The Field Across the Street*
ME: Look girl! A whole field to yourself! A huge field!
ZELDA: Hang on I gotta lick this can in the parking lot.
ME: Zelda, LOOK. Look! Huge field! Birds! And there’s a squirrel!
ZELDA: *dimly considers field* *continues to lick can*
ME: Come on! We came all this way!
ZELDA: I suppose I can LOOK, just to APPEASE you.
ZELDA: *trots into field*
ME: It’s good, right?
ZELDA: I suppose.
MAN WITH METAL DETECTOR: *appears*
ZELDA: BARKBARKBARKBARKBARK
ME: Calm down girl. I’ll take you over so you can meet the man.
ZELDA: *rumblerumbleRUMBLEgrowlbarkrumbLEBArkrUmBle*
MAN: Hello, pooch!
ZELDA: *tentative wag*
MAN: *shifts metal detector*
ZELDA: *leaps back 15 feet*
ZELDA: ARE YOU A MONSTER??
ME: Zelda, it’s just a metal detector.
ZELDA: ARE YOU A GOD?
ME: Oh. Ghostbusters reference. Nice one, girl.
ZELDA: What?
ME: Ghostbusters.
ZELDA: I’m a dog. I don’t understand movie references. BARKBARKBARKBARK
MAN: I’m totally not crazy! I’m just here metal detecting the soccer field, looking for pirate treasure. I have 15 dogs and they all have parvo! Want to smell my hat? Not the dog, you.
ZELDA: (soto voce) This is what I have been *trying* to tell you.
ME: I see what you mean. Let’s leave.
ZELDA: Hang on. Gotta dig a hole right here.
MAN: Your dog’s digging a hole! I dug a hole once, I think. Maybe for the bodies. Can’t really remember.
ME: Come ON, Zelda, we gotta be at the thing.
ZELDA: *furious digging*
MAN: One time…you’ll like this story…one time, I had a gun, and…
ME: I LEFT SOMETHING IN THE OVEN COME ON ZELDA
ME: *drags Zelda*
ZELDA: LOOK! I FOUND DIRT! Now I’m going to eat it.
ME: *lifts Zelda*
ZELDA: BUT I FOUND DIRT…
MAN: Hey, did you see another guy with a metal detector?
ME: Nope! *runs*
ZELDA: Don’t look at me. YOU’RE the one who said we had to go to the field. I was perfectly content licking the kitchen wall.
ME: *puts Zelda down*
SECOND MAN WITH METAL DETECTOR: *appears*
ZELDA: I’ll just let you handle this, shall I? There’s a suspicion of bird poop on this driveway and the only way to really test out my theory is by licking it up. I’m like CSI Zelda.
SECOND MAN: I’m much crazier than the first man!
ZELDA: *licks ground* SENDING THE RESULTS TO THE LAB. THE LAB IS MY STOMACH.
ME: And this is why we live in the city.








Thermochromic table by Jay Watson
imagine banging someone on that table
imagine being home alone and seeing imprints on that table
noooooo stop
Imagine having a friend sit at that table for a long while, but when they get up there’s no imprints at all.
What if you got up after trying to console a crying friend, and found that you had no imprints… and they were crying because they missed you?
aaaah it was a cool table now it’s a horror/drama story
It’s a cool table AND a horror/drama story! I want one!