Rise Up, Oh Heart, For There is Another Battle to Win

useless-swedenfacts:

useless-swedenfacts:

my biggest pet peeve wiht the english language is that you don’t have sin/sina

in swedish if u have two people who use the same pronoun u can always tell whos doing what bc its like ‘han tog sin väska’ (he took his[own] bag) and ‘han tog hans väska’ would be that he took the other persons bag

but in english its like if u have 2 ppl w/ the same pronoun:

“she took her bag” whose bag????WHose BAG was it her OWN bag or the other her’s bag??????????????

“he ate his donuts” were the donuts his own???? did he fucking eat someone elses donuts??? YIU DONT KNOW bc english is a bullshit language 

its funny that people are calling this the gay fanfiction dilemma bc thats literally why i made this post. i was writing a gay fanfic. 

blackfemalepresident:

blackfemalepresident:

i keep forgetting that i have lil 8th graders and freshmen following me

uhm

dont do drugs… stay in school… walk the dog… be critical of oppressive power structures… good kid

ever since i made this post alot of 8th graders have messaged me saying “ok i wont do drugs” and im glad im having an impact on the youth

breelandwalker:

pseudocoding:

onlyblackgirl:

jopara:

thepushyqueenofsluttown:

procrastinationasperformanceart:

Let me tell you about my panda mini-washer

As an apartment dweller, this is a game changer. My current apartment doesn’t have a laundry facility and the closest Laundromat about a 30 min bus ride which is just not practical. The mini-washer is a life saver

The panda mini washer hooks up to the sink, is incredibly lightweight (about 28 pounds, so light even I can lift it) and easy to use. 

It has a surprisingly large capacity. The basket from the first picture represents about one and a half loads. The jeans took up a whole load while the rest filled the bin only half way. 

Here’s the inside. The left is the washer the right is the spin dryer. Yes, it even drys.

Basically you shove your cloths into the washer, fill it up with water and let it go. I use my shower head to fill it up so it goes faster, the sink hook up took about five minutes to fill the whole tub, with the shower head is is down to a minute an a half. I do it in three wash cycles, a five minute rinse with baking soda, a five minute wash with soap and a three minute rinse with water. You have to drain and refill between each cycle so it’s a little more labor intensive than a traditional washer. 

That’s the spin dryer. It’s about half the capacity of the washer so one wash takes about two loads to dry. The spinner is much more effective than I was expecting. A three minute spin gets my cloths about 90% dry. I hang them up to air dry for that last 10%. 

The machine cost me about 150$. When you factor in two dollars for the bus, five for the machines (per week), the mini-washer pays for its self after only about six months worth of laundry. 

I’m not great at expressing emotion, but I’m hoping you can tell how excited I am.  Let me just say that the panda mini-washer is great and I highly recommend it to anyone currently using a Laundromat.  

OMG

@ all my nyc pendejas

Originally posted by larafernadez

Oh by the way, they have table top dishwashers that are pretty much the same thing:

This is one of the biggest technological breakthroughs for the everyday homeowner in the current decade: the realization that refrigerators aren’t the only things that can be miniaturized for better affordability and minimal space requirements.

Can you IMAGINE how this is going to change the lives of college students and apartment-dwellers? Or anyone with a lower income who can’t afford a place with “luxury” appliances like dishwashers and laundry machines?

There’s an even cheaper option called the Wonder Wash where you tumble the thing yourself and you’ll have to line-dry the clothes, but it apparently works very well.

eeveelutionsforequality:

socialjusticeprincesses:

sacculetta:

eggheadcheesybird:

physicist-pi:

physicist-pi:

neuroatypically-speaking:

physicist-pi:

neuroatypically-speaking:

kipplekipple:

disableism:

kipplekipple:

Just a quick note on current UK political events:

They know they’re killing us. They have the numbers, they know we’re dying because of their cuts to disability spending.

They can say whatever they want, but they can’t claim they didn’t know.

They are killing us. They’re looking at the numbers of us dying because of their cuts, and they are introducing further cuts and further gatekeeping to prevent new applications from going through.

Don’t let anyone make you forget. They know they’re spilling our blood, and their response is to drive the knife in deeper.

“The UK has become the first country in the world to be placed under investigation by the United Nations for violating the human rights of people with disabilities amid fears that thousands may have died as a consequence of controversial welfare reforms and austerity-driven cuts to benefits and care budgets. - x

Thanks for adding a source!

If anyone has any other information on this, I’d love to see it. It’s something I plan to point out during my evaluations for work assistance, just in case they think I’m exaggerating when I tell them trying to hold a job would kill me. 

Give me about an hour to get onto desktop and I’ll get stuff. What sort of stuff do you want? People’s stories + the shitty things the Tories are doing?

Definitely people’s stories. Knowing more in depth who’s being turned away would likely help. These people are seriously going to reevaluate me after last year deciding I’d last been fit for work in 1996, and I just don’t trust them at all. (I was 10 in 1996, btw.)

Sadly a lot of it will be bad.
Another thing that happened was the much loathed “bedroom tax” which ended up hitting a lot of people with special requirements badly -I.e. one woman lost the reinforced panic room she got because her ex was violently stalking her and another lost their room of medical equipment because neither could afford the extra tax.

OK, here goes.

First, a news story from today regarding the latest budget, which is about a disability activist quitting the party.

The latest cuts will reduce the weighting given to the needs of getting dressed and using the toilet. Becuase of course they are not in any way important (!)

This article last February suggests that at least 49 suicides had occurred due to cuts.

In September 2014, a diabetic starved to death due to benefits cuts.

Here are some of the sanctions given to people in which their main source of income is cut off (ableist blog title though)

August 2015, reports of 1000s dying after being declared fit to work.

In July 2014, a DWP report found that the department was deliberately being confusing and not informing people of the hoops they were required to jump through with the aim of producing more sanctions.

Here is the actual DWP report on disabled people dying after their benefits were cut or revoked.

From August 2015, 80 people a month dying due to their benefits being cut. The DWP was forced to release these figures after a number of Freedom of Information requests.

Again from August 2015, BBC reported than 2300 people had died following a declaration of being fit to work.

From only a few days ago, the fact that more than half appealled fit to work assessments turn out to be wrong.

A woman whose son had died was badgered for bedroom tax for so long, given an eviction notice and hung herself.

Have a memorial page for those who have died due to welfare reform, complete with links to their stories.

The #IDSMurder hashtag on Twitter, filled with people telling their stories.

A 22-year old man with schizophrenia was found dead after being decleared fit to work.

A 67-year-old woman was declared to healthy for Sickness Benefits the day she died.

The DWP refused to reinstate the benefits of a disabled woman who is now reliant on food banks.

Partially blind woman commited suicide following benefits being cut.

Another woman also committed suicide within days of beiing declared “fit to work”.

Areas with the highest number of fit to work assessments also have the highest suicide rates.

And that’s just scratching the surface. 20 minutes research got me all that stuff.

You know there’s probably a party staffer who’s said the words “Thankfully posts about the US election’s all that’s really coming up on tumblr” so I dunno fuck that hypothetical person HERE’S WHAT’S UP WITH US!

Oh god, and I thought the US was getting bad…

It’s barbaric. This is not what a great country looks like. This is a country that has failed its most vulnerable citizens.
~ Mulan

The former petrol station worker from Northampton said: “It’s impossible to predict how long I’ve got left, but it has always been terminal. I have never been in remission and I never will be. But for some reason they are saying I can go back to work. They are saying I am not disabled enough.”

Ms Windle has to have an injection every two weeks to stop her tumour growing and has an operation every three months to put a stent between her kidney and bladder. 

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It is as bad as you can imagine – and then worse.

– Jolteon

bace-jeleren:

bace-jeleren:

Debt

I made this joke without realizing this was literally the plot of Ouran High School

buckyayo50:

It’s so weird that Daisy Ridley is eyeballing that Lara Croft role in the Tomb Raider reboot, like, sure Star Wars was really big but you can’t just be a beloved space hero in one franchise and also be a big name as some kind of combat archeologist. Who’s ever doubled up like that?

spinosaurus-the-fisher:

skygosh:

bisexualdavidjacobs:

skygosh:

dwagunfwoo:

skygosh:

who wants to learn about turtle evolution

ME ALWAYS

they shell made of they ribs

ribbles expanded over many million of years

this is eunotosaurus he is like turtle great great gr8 gr8 gr8 grandpa

him ribs big.  then l8er u got later on there this dude who got big ribs 2

him name pappochelys we just found him

then those red things (they called gastralia) got real big n it make a plastron n u got the odontochelys

they got hard bellies n big ribs but shell doesn’t come for millions of years but then u got shell n u got proganochelys

he live with dinos he so lucky

shell happens to baby turtle because carapacial ridge goes over their shoulders instead of under wow

here is diagram of human and tortle skeleton after tortle has enslaved human and make him walk like dog for amusement

turtles might be cousins to either lepidosaurs (sneks, lizrds n tuatara) or archosaurs (crocs n birbs) but probably archosaurs turtles are probably related to birbs which is cool

good jobs turtles ur so weird nice

@fynneyseas

#beautiful post   #fav  #i dont care if it might bemisinfo  

i have a literal degree in zoology and my final capstone thesis was on turtle evolution and phylogeny so this isn’t misinfo buddy buster brown @vulpiximisa fear not

I read this post twice and realized that it is actually the perfect form of science communication for Tumblr. There is nothing factually inaccurate here, despite what you would usually expect of posts with similar syntax. Bless you.

fujoshi-kianna-leigh:

Haha! This was fun to make. Neon Flames

plain-flavoured-english:

plain-flavoured-english:

plain-flavoured-english:

plain-flavoured-english:

plain-flavoured-english:

plain-flavoured-english:

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plain-flavoured-english:

The guy next to me in a coffee shop is telling his date ‘You know you girls are all liars. Well, not all, but I’d say 80%. More than half.’

‘Girls think they have power over men by using sex as a bargaining chip and they don’t.‘

Now he’s telling her about a ‘psycho’ date he had who started telling him how ‘patronizing’ he was OUT OF NOWHERE

He’s a musician but he says he couldn’t date any of the ‘sheep’ who come to his gigs.

He’s been talking about himself literally nonstop since I sat down fifteen minutes ago. The scariest thing is the girl is listening actively, leaning forward, and smiling and giggling while I’m mentally screaming ‘Run, girl, run!’

Now he’s talking about gig he did for the troops in Afghanistan and how dangerous it was. ‘I could have been shot by a sniper at any second. But I was making people human. I was keeping them from going crazy. I was playing bass and crowd-surfing on my back. We were treated like ACDC. I had a prejudice about the military but you see the armed forces for what they are. They’re good people.’

He’s finally stopped telling her about the military and has gone back to covering every detail of his career. I still know absolutely nothing about his date.

Now he’s complaining about how bad the dancers were at one of his gigs (‘pathetic, ridiculous’).

Now he’s giving her a detailed history lesson on Greco-Turkish military conflict. I swear I’m not making any of this up.

Summary of the rest of the date:

Guy’s talking continues, relentless. Girl’s responses slowly growing more and more lackluster (unnoticed). Finally Guy gets up to use the bathroom. I casually say to Girl, ‘First date?’ A few seconds later, we’re recapping every obnoxious moment, literally holding onto each other, doubled over and gasping with laughter. ‘He hasn’t stopped talking since I sat down!’ ‘Oh my god, I’m so tired!’ ‘I mean, it’s your choice, but I wouldn’t go on a second date with that guy.’ More peals of laughter. ‘Oh my god, I’m so tired!’ ‘Not that I wanted to eavesdrop, but when he said all women were liars…’ ‘I know, right? I couldn’t believe it! I didn’t want to offend him, but…’ And so on. Finally: ‘Shh, here he comes.’

We straighten up and I pretend to be working on my laptop. Guy comes back to the table and they leave together. She waves at me behind his back.

blueelectricangels:

OH MAN I FORGOT TO TELL YOU THE BEST THING THAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT

So, last night was the conference mixer - at the bar with the 25-cent perogies. There was free food and beer, and because biologists tend to be less gregarious than our study species’, once the food was gone like 75% of the crowd left. The crew from my university stuck around because we’d discovered the pool tables, and also weren’t finished making clear how hard a bunch of saskies can demolish ‘all-you-can-eat perogy’ night. A handful of others stayed too - including one guy we’ve been calling Man-Bun all week because, well, he has a man-bun.

Now, admittedly we pre-judged this guy based on his hairstyle and mannerisms as probably having a 95% chance of being a douche, but because we’re all adults we didn’t really do anything about it and continued to be reasonably polite.

So at one point all the women in the room had gravitated to one corner, and Man-Bun came over and was like “Oh, we should take a group picture of all you guys, to put on the conference website for next year” (he is under the mistaken impression that his uni will get the conference next year, which it won’t if we have anything to say about it).

So we all group together, and he raises his camera phone, and he says

“Say ‘sexy bitches’!“

Now I’m not sure what experiences in his life had prepared him to expect a positive response to this statement from a bunch of female scientists, but…

The one guy from our crew was standing behind him, and he says all of our faces immediately curled into vicious snarls, like

Originally posted by deadly-pathogen

From my perspective this guy’s face when from a smug grin to a rictus of terror, and he was like “Uh. Or Cheese! Let’s say cheese!”

The backpeddaling was amazing and I hope he fucking remembers our faces for the rest of his life.

plaidbakerstreetcaptain:

fuckyeahaimeenicole:

thatfableprincess:

ohmygil:

formaldejekyll:

Yesterday I learned that tampons were not originally created for ~feminine hygiene~ but for plugging up bullet wounds for WW1 and the nurses started using them and were like actually this is p effective and voila tampons thanks WW1

so what you’re saying is that tampon commercials should be shot like war films

Yes.

Are you saying that periods are equivalent to bullet wounds

Yes

pipistrellus:

aprilwitching:

pipistrellus:

aprilwitching:

i swear when i get older im gonna end up writing, like, auntie lia’s big big book of practical life advice for garbage humans

 “remember, don’t take random pills you just find on the ground because you’re ‘curious what will happen’”, “never trust a psychiatrist”, “most ghosts will leave you alone if you just tell em to scram in a real assertive tone of voice”, “mix some salsa into the instant mac n cheese so you don’t get scurvy”, “lies it’s okay to tell in a job interview 101: an introduction”, “accepting the inevitable embrace of the grave, but not right this minute”, “diy haircuts for the broke, lazy, and/or sensorily hypersensitive”, “can’t i just glue it back together? a comprehensive guide to household items”

#‘who among us has NOT been drunk in the folklore section of the public library?’– the beginning of one chapter #‘sometimes we all find ourselves with so many plastic bags that it becomes an eyesore and a safety hazard’– another one

so what youre saying is that this book will be cowritten by me

“the authors are definitely real alive humans, who have not managed to blow themselves up yet”– bio clip on the inside jacket

#how to live– barely: a handy guide for complete disasters #NOW WITH PANCAKE RECIPES

i can already taste the tens of dollars of revenue we will be making

Are you kidding, I can think of forty college juniors off the top of my head who would pay fifty bucks a pop for an Adulting 101 guide.  And I go to a really small college.

professor-maple-mod:

skelletang:

tacobelligerent:

blaalys:

“the millenium falcon would wipe out the enterprise in seconds” lmao the enterprise is just an innocent science class floating thru space…. all they wanna do is look at some rocks… kiss an alien…. find some space plants….. why would you fight that its not a battleship theyre just nerds…… leave them olone 

A friend of mine saw this and brought up some interesting arguments

so, in other words,

Pretty much.

sapphicwerewolves:

my fav linguistic trend is how younger ppl use “like” to signify paraphrasing and how older ppl dont get it. i’ll say something along the lines of “he was like, ‘fuck off!’” and any older person in the vicinity will be like “did he really say that??” no i was paraphrasing, hence the use of “like” instead of “said.” try to keep up, sandra

traitor:

there’s always those 3 or 4 mutuals that always like and reblog ur stuff and i just wanna say thanks and stay cool

coelasquid:

therorasaurus:

so my dad’s friend was bartending and saw a guy put something in a girl’s drink so while the guy turned around he switched their drinks and watched the guy roofie himself. 

ilovecatz44:

Does anyone else just lay in bed for an hour or so before they fall asleep and generate their own fanfictions? And they are super elaborate and you just sit and go through it and wasting precious sleeping time.
Reblog if u do.

thisisspinaltapprivilege:

grapefruitmimosa:

i can’t believe i used to think people my age were adults

the older you are reading this post the funnier it is

thebridgesandtunnels:

ok guys i’ve seen that oscar isaac as grantaire fancast post floating around and i just wanna say i love and support you all and i hear what you’re saying but have you considered Oscar Isaac as Enjolras????

because let’s face it he’s… really….. gorgeous…. and… post TFA I think we all know he is capable of vibrating with charismatic revolutionary fervour??? And don’t you want to see what would happen if someone let– nay, encouraged– him to turn that charm and intensity up as far as it’ll go?????

for example:

look at that heroically furrowed brow??? look at the ~easy yet firm~ set of those shoulders? Guys! This is a picture of Enjolras!! This a picture of Enjolras!!! And he’s so!! intense!!! Like half of the pictures of him i see i feel like they should be immediately captioned with “charming / capable of being terrible”

In conclusion: there are so many men who can play sad bastards that are still emotionally compelling and there are so few that can BEAM CONVICTION LIKE HORRIBLE SEXY LASERS OUT OF THEIR EYEBALLS, VOTE OSCAR ISAAC FOR ENJOLRAS.

academicfeminist:

melody-sillermoon:

scribbleowl:

vaspider:

My great-grandmother was pregnant for over a decade of her life.

She was pregnant at least fifteen times, had over a dozen children. Raised all of them in a big rambling farmhouse in central Pennsylvania.

And I thought about her this afternoon, lying in bed with my spouse after my lazy weekend nap, snuggling him and burying my nose in his hair, taking deep breaths of the scent of his skin. This man who is the center of my universe, my best friend, one of two reasons why I literally decided I had to live and kept fighting through the pain after surgery when I really wanted to just let go and die: I held him closer and I thought of her.

I thought of how family myth tells us that after a decade of being pregnant pretty much constantly, she kicked my great-grandfather out of their house. How she made him go live in his workshop, and he came to the house for meals and to check in.

But he slept in his workshop.

Not because she didn’t love him, but because she did.

She loved him, and if they slept in the same bed together, these two people who had crossed an ocean together, had built a life together after getting out of Poland together, they’d have sex. And because cheap, reliable, universal birth control wasn’t available then, and she was terribly fecund, apparently, she’d become pregnant again, inevitably.

My great-grandmother was TIRED of being pregnant.

So she kicked her love out of the house, and he went. He lived in his workshop, on their farm, and they stopped sleeping together, in every sense of the word. My father tells me he remembers as a child his grandfather sitting outside his workshop, leaning back on his chair, and looking up at the house in which he couldn’t sleep anymore, just… sad.

They missed each other desperately from across the yard.

I listen to @adhocavenger sleep, to the sound of his breathing, a sound that’s as familiar to me as my own heartbeat, and I can’t imagine having to sleep away from him for long. To have to separate myself from my spouse or to have to completely eschew having the kind of sex they obviously enjoyed having. To not have him close enough at night that I can curl up to him and breathe in the scent of his skin.

And that, I think, is the sort of thing that I think maybe I take for granted. That I know I can be secure in the knowledge that I can have sex with my spouse when I want to, and not have a baby.

The personal is political. I do not want our country to continue to slide backward on reproductive freedom. I do not want us to lose our freedom, threatened and small as it may be.

There are a thousand small tragedies that we talk about from the Olde Days. The unwanted baby of the unmarried lass, of course.

But my heart breaks tonight for the story I was told as a child, of the lovingly married couple who had to sleep apart because she was just damn tired of being pregnant.

Because she’d been pregnant for a DECADE of her life.

Thank you for sharing this. I had never considered that aspect of the birth control revolution.

My great-grandmother also had twelve children and I’ve been thinking about that a lot recently as I debate having a second. Because I have a choice. We have options. She didn’t.

This was a really beautiful story. Thank you so much for sharing it with the world.

croatoanmary:

marauders4evr:

So back in the eighth grade (a good eight years ago) I thought of this scenario where the Marauders wanted to find a loophole for the ‘No students out of bed at night” rule. And I came to the conclusion that they would absolutely sit on their beds and levitate them throughout the corridors so that they were never actually technically out of bed. And it’s been eight years and I just remembered this headcanon and I still think that they absolutely would have done this.

someone please write a fic where they debate the technicalities of this with McGonagall

kinkshamer69:

not to sound too millennial here but it annoys me so much when I’m at a restaurant and someone I’m with will complain about the service being slow like buddy pal it’s fine it’s not that important

i-remember-there-was-mist:

April Fool’s Day is in a few days, and I just wanted to make this clear.

This blog is safe, and I can promise you no screamers, nothing emotionally abusive, no fake posts, and nothing to intentionally trigger disassociation. You are safe here.

allegoricalrose:

nephilimgirlbooks:

Friends don’t care that you read smutty fanfiction

Best friends recommend smutty fanfiction to you

Author friends WRITE smutty fanfiction for you

dukeofbookingham:

surprisebitch:

lindsayetumbls:

gaslightgallows:

karethdreams:

shorm:

cassassinated:

flannelperidot:

mandal0rian:

keelahsomethigh:

maternalcube:

goldenfalls:

accomplishmenthunter:

vapemom:

threedogs:

bwitiye:

johnkeynes:

cause-why-thehell-not:

vorematty:

whatthebec:

nobody on this website knows what communism is

its the service of christian worship at which bread and wine are shared

No that’s communion communism was a show on nbc about a community college

you’re thinking of community. communism is a form of birth control that goes over a penis

youre thinking of a condom. communism is the travel to a place on a daily basis to go to work

youre thinking about commute. communism is when you share/exchange ideas,information, or news with someone.

you’re thinking of communication. communism is an electronic device used from storing and processing data.

you’re thinking of a computer. communism is a form of symbiosis where one organism benefits and the other has no effect.

you’re thinking of commensalism. communism is a ceremony in which degrees or diplomas are conferred on graduating students.

youre thinking of commencement. communism is the state in which something has been finished.

You’re thinking of completion, communism is an actively deforming region when two or more tectonic plates move toward each other and collide

you’re thinking of a convergent boundary, communism is the process of burning

you’re thinking of combustion. communism is sympathetic pity and concern for the sufferings or misfortunes of others

You’re thinking of compassion. Communism is a punctuation mark used mainly to separate parts of sentences

You’re thinking of a comma. Communism is a direct order.

You’re thinking of a command. Communism is when you express sympathy or pity.

You’re thinking of commiseration. Communism is when you give the different forms of a verb.

You’re thinking of conjugation. Communism is a chemical bond that involves the sharing of electron pairs between atoms.

you’re thinking of Covalent bond. Communism is a celestial object consisting of a nucleus of ice and dust and, when near the sun, a “tail” of gas and dust particles pointing away from the sun.

You’re thinking of a comet. Communism is when is when you offer someone money, goods, or services in exchange for for their work, time, loss, or expenditure.

You’re thinking of compensation.  Communism is the act of making something smaller by pressing.

primarybufferpanel:

nurselofwyr:

deenoverdami:

The thing I hate most about depression is that it tricks you into thinking you don’t have depression. It makes you think that nothing is wrong with you, that you just feel this way because you lack value as a person. Whether that’s in your relationships, your academics, or a view of yourself, it makes you think you aren’t good enough for any of that.

“It’s not the illness,” it says, “You feel this way because it’s who you are.”

“Mental illness is like fighting a war where the enemy’s strategy is to convince you that the war isn’t actually happening.”

“No no, this is normal, other people are just much less crap at dealing with it”

jascel:

Why are ADHD/ADD posts so long? I honestly don’t have the attention span to read through 10 paragraphs of heavily academic text.