vikings made their woman handle the finances because they thought math is witchcraft
The idea that unicorns are only able tamed and captured by virgins originated as a medieval joke. The idea was that it took a mythical creature to catch a mythical creature.
There was once an English minstrel called Roland the Farter. He was awarded lands by the king on the condition that he turn up to the court every Christmas to perform his characteristic “whistle, leap and a fart”. His children could keep the lands after his death if they learnt and performed the same trick.
There is graffiti from the Norse invaders that reads (roughly) “ I slept with Ingiborg, the most beautiful woman in the world ”
A close friend of Alexander the Great named Dioxippus, once told one of his generals, named Coragus, to stop being so up himself, Coragus took offence and challenged him to a duel in front of all of his troops unaware that Dioxippus was a champion of Pankration, Ancient Greek Wrestling. Coragus turned up with all of his weapons and armour, Dioxippus turned up naked with a club, lathered in Olive Oil. The match was over in about 5 mins and Coragus got his arse well and truly kicked.
When an army of Swedes went off to war with the Norwegians, they left all the women to manage everything, however, in the village of Smaland, right on the Southern Border, they were attacked by an opposing force of Danes. The women, led by a woman named Blenda, responded to this by inviting the invaders in, feeding them, making them comfy and basically having a massive party to get them REALLY drunk. When all the invaders all passed out, the women slaughtered them all with anything they could find, and when the men came back, the King was so impressed that he basically granted them a bunch of new rights that were previously unavailable to them. From that point on, all daughters had the right to inherit property, money and land equally with their brothers, and were allowed to wear military-style garments around town and at their weddings. They were also given the prestigious right to wear the Royal Coat of Arms on their clothing – a tradition that has lasted to this day.
The term in Chess “Checkmate” is thought to have come from the Persian term “Shah Mat” which means “The King is dead”.
Captain Benjamin Hornigold, the mentor to Edward “Blackbeard” Teach, once captured a ship just so he could steal all of the crew’s hats, because his crew had gotten drunk the night before and thrown all of theirs overboard.
Napoléon Bonaparte, the Corsican soldier who eventually became the Emperor of France following the French Revolution and Maximilien de Robespierre’s “Reign of Terror”, was terrified of cats.
It is believed that humans learned to enjoy coffee from watching goat chew the beans
i’m just imagining a lot of aglionby boys having fantasies of ronan beating them up but not really wanting that to happen because they wouldn’t be able to move without pain for a week
my brother is sitting in the chair in my room studying a practice test thing for his final test before he becomes a fully certified EMT tomorrow and he’s mumbling some of the questions out loud and he just went “a child has fallen from a monkey at school…” and he just got dead quiet and stared at the wall for like a solid minute with the most stricken look on his face before he whispered “there’s no protocol for monkeys”
bro
bro it means monkey bars
now he’s googling “child falls from monkey” and apparently the only thing that pops up is Fall Out Boy’s “Thnks Fr th Mmrs”
I M L AHUGNI N G SO H ARD HE WENT INTO THE KITCHEN LIKE 5 MINUTES AGO AND STARTED A CONVERSATION WITH MY MOM AND I HEARD HIM JUST STOP MID SENTENCE AND THEN SHOUT “FUCKING MONKEY BARS”
if someone is not responding to you, they may not be just acting rude. They may actually not be able to hear you
when you find out out someone is deaf, please try not to let the first words that come out of your mouth be “I’m sorry.” or “I could never live like that.” Deafness is not some terminal illness that we suffer through everyday.
If you see someone struggling to communicate, please do not make them the center of attention. Trust me. The last thing I want when I can’t understand is someone pointing out that I can’t understand.
if someone is struggling to communicate, and you know sign language, please ASK before you start interpreting. Yes, we appreciate the kind offer, but not everyone is comfortable with some stranger intervening. Also, not all deaf people know sign.
-When you see someone with hearing loss jamming to their music in public, and you can hear it, please do not ask them to turn it down. It’s really ruse, considering it may just be loud enough for them to hear it or feel the vibrations.
NEVER cover your mouth and ask if we can hear/understand you.It’s really insensitive. Most of the time, reading lips is very important for people who are deaf to communicate.
Obviously, never ask how they get and keep their jobs. I feel like I shouldn’t have to explain this one.
Do not, DO NOT, under any circumstances, encourage or promote the use of technical devices such as hearing aids or cochlears to ANY deaf person. Many of us struggled with these devices as children. As we get older, we start to decide for ourselves if we want to use them. I respect people who their devices, but i do not respect hearing people who know nothing about them suggesting them.
do not ask “if you’re deaf, how can you speak so well?” It’s basically the same kind of thing as above. many deaf children are fitted for hearing aids/cochlears and sent to speech therapy the minute their hearing parents find out. Some deaf people can speak, some people can sign and speak, and some can sign. It’s honestly their choice, and sometimes it’s not a choice.
if there’s anything else that you want to know, but just for a slight moment you think “I don’t want to come across as rude,” DO NOT ASK.
Thank you for reading. The Deaf Community would love it if these were actually followed. :)
BE A REBEL AND ROMANCE YOURSELF. BUY YOURSELF A DOZEN RED ROSES. TAKE LONG BUBBLE BATHS. TREAT YOURSELF TO DELICIOUS MEALS. VIVA LA ANARCHIST AFFECTION
im just gonna buy myself discounted chocolate but thank u
YOU DESERVE FULL-PRICE GOURMET TRUFFLES BUT THAT’S YOUR CHOICE AND I APPLAUD YOUR FINANCIAL RESPONSIBILITY
The reason why I’m so pissed is because the western world has always portrayed the Goddess Kali as some weird dancing statue, vicious killer, black-magic, blood-drinking woman who can be controlled by humans. In reality, she has to be given the same respect as you give a Mother and this is how Hindus have been praying to her for thousands for years. Women pray to her for strength and courage but you people reduce her to some toy you think you can play with as and when you like. The same way you use Buddha’s head as a flower pot in the name of aesthetic without realizing it’s the same significance as using Jesus’s head with while he is bleeding against the crown of thorns as a flower pot. Doesn’t sound right, does it?
Fun fact my boyfriend plays this game called Magic the gathering at this comic book store and I started going with him and we noticed that the other guys started saying really sexist and offensive things around me since I’m the only girl so he immediately took me home and taught me how to play so now I go there to play and beat all of them.
They spend thousands of dollars on decks to win and I picked out cards that my boyfriend already owned and made my own deck and go there and win one guy literally threw his deck in the trash and walked out of the store screaming
I do not understand why y’all had to ruin tiddies. Tiddies are cool B but like idk why yall had to hypersexualize em. Do you know how cool it would be to just be chillin topless in a city park during the summer on a hot day wit ya girl just relaxing and having a picnic and shit? Be able to take a nap at the beach together skin to skin and have it be completely normal? Like i get why yall like tiddies, I like em too. They cool to look at just like a muscular chest or calves or eyes or any other cool body part. But to the point where yall see a tiddie and get a boner ?? Yall needa fix yaselves cause you ruining some good times and experiences for the rest of us normal ass people not jerking it over a damn nipple
Not only is Pixels stupid, crude, and another complete cash-grab by Hollywood, it is downright sexist. One of the villains beamed down is the heroine from Dojo Quest, but in human form instead of the other characters like Donkey Kong or Pac Man (big and pixelated). She is used only as sex appeal (and one of the ONLY female characters in the entire movie) until one of the characters who sexually obsessed over her as a teenager gets to keep her as a LITERAL TROPHY at the end of the movie. Don’t let this movie be successful. Please do not go and see this movie, even ironically.
INSTEAD YOU SHOULD WATCH THE MOVIEBOB REVIEW ON YOUTUBE, BECAUSE THEN YOU’LL KNOW HOW SHIT IT IS WITH THE ADDED BONUS OF MOVIEBOB’S HILARIOUS INSULTS
Had to attach the video because you have to see this it’s too excellent and so worth your time.
“We take a dance class together and our next routine calls for partnerwork, and we got put togeth-STop standing on my foot!” AU
“We live in adjacent apartments and our bedrooms are on opposite sides of a very thin wall and one night I heard you crying and talked to you through the wall” AU
“We live in adjacent apartments and one day I accidentally knocked a hole in the wall and into your living room I’m really sorry oh my god you’re naked” AU
“We’re both cosplayers and we somehow always manage to meet each other at cons dressed as a popular ship and people want photos of us in compromising positions and oops now we’re kissing” AU
“We sat next to each other during a really sad film and now we’re sharing tissues silently whilst we cry at the cinema” AU
“You and I both got arrested for holding up traffic to let a duck with ducklings cross the road and now we’re in the same holding cell” AU
“I was on my balcony playing music and you were walking past and stopped to listen because it’s your favourite band too” AU
“We bonded on the train through our mutual exasperation at another spiderman reboot” AU
“I work at a fruit store and you come in at almost every day and rearrange stuff on the shelves then leave, and we let you because it gives us something to do but today you made the apples spell” call me"“ AU
“I just came out of surgery and I’m convinced you’re my partner but you’re the just the long suffering (and super hot) trainee nurse” AU
Me: oh yea, sorry about that. Let me apply “harder” this time. I’ll be sure to write my contact info extra “hard” this time. I’ll make sure to touch up my resume and make it hella “hard” this time around too.
preach
Adults: You just need to hit the pavement, knock on some doors, call the hiring manager!
Every job application ever: PLEASE NO UNSOLICITED VISITS OR PHONE CALLS.
Fact: Our reception pool forwards the names of people who call unsolicited on to HR, who puts the names on a DO NOT HIRE, CANNOT FOLLOW DIRECTIONS list.
The other logical thought about Furiosa is that if she wasn’t made for men, she must have been made for women.
And, 1. there’s nothing wrong with that
but, 2. she might be made for everybody
There’s that myth about genre media where the genre is human experience, dividing everything into categories, not so much because it’s helpful to find what you’re looking for but because it’s assumed only people from certain communities will be interested in consuming certain media
so you get women’s cinema, and lgbt cinema, and black cinema, and disabled cinema, and when you’re just looking for a regular good movie you don’t really go near those shelves unless you’re connected to the subject because it’s just not universal enough, it’s going to have “an agenda” and you won’t be able to identify.
What horseshit, right?
And people get so angry about Fury Road being described as feminist because they think that puts the film on the Feminism Shelf where only angry activist women can browse. Someone actually got so angry they said “It’s not yours, it wasn’t made for you!”
Well shit, friend, it’s made for everybody. And if it’s made a little bit more for the women than the men, is that a problem? Strike that: if it’s made a little bit less for the men and a lot less at the expense of women, is that really a problem?
You enjoyed the film, it’s yours. You identified with someone who wasn’t like you- GOOD. No one’s gonna try and take that away from you. But don’t you be selfish and spoiled, either, don’t try and act like it belongs to you and no one else. Just accept that you enjoyed a movie that wasn’t putting your needs first. Is that so hard? Is that something to be ashamed of?
Because I think it’s fucking wonderful. Especially if you’re in that demographic that always gets catered to.
if you’re pro-life but you’re against LGBT adoption then you’re gonna have to stop pretending that your concern with child welfare actually extends beyond the moment of birth
and i was kinda curious as to how that would work, because obv the watch would need to be in braille right? in order for him to read it? but how would that watch work? So i looked it up and apparently this is more than likely the watch he’s got on him
and if you don’t think thats the tightest shit get out of my face.
So people are freaking out about Windows 10′s “Wi-Fi Sense” app.
The assumption that Tumblr is taking as fact because that’s what Tumblr does:
“Wi-Fi Sense gives your wi-fi password to your Skype friends list, your Facebook friends list, your AIM friends list, and every other friends list on your computer; all without you knowing. Please be informed and follow this tutorial to turn it off.”
The truth:
- Wi-Fi Sense has to be manually downloaded, first off.
- Secondly, it doesn’t give your wi-fi password out. It gives access to your network to anyone on your Skype/Facebook/whatever buddy lists, so they don’t need you to TELL THEM your password.
- The purpose of this is simple: If your friends come over with their laptop and they wanna use your internet, you can passively give them access because you have them on your Skype buddy list. This way, you don’t have to give them a receipt with blue sharpie on it that has a fucking 480 character password on it so they can get into your wi-fi.
- The password isn’t stored anywhere on their computer, it’s stored on yours, just as it’s always been, just as it always will be. All Wi-Fi Sense does is give them access to your wi-fi without a password.
- Therefore, Wi-Fi Sense is actually leaps and bounds more safe and secure than just normal wi-fi usage. You literally don’t have to tell anyone your password. Like ever. Hell you don’t even have to tell it to your own family, you can just select their computer on the network and allow or deny them access remotely.
I’m not gonna ask everyone to spread the word here because it’s gonna fall on deaf ears once it hits the Anti-Win10 crowd, but if you’ve been seeing the BS about Wi-Fi Sense going around, don’t believe it. Once again, Tumblr is extremely misinformed and didn’t take the time to search Google for about 12 seconds.
Pro-tip: if sending the same nudes to multiple people, adjust the images slightly. Crop, change the filters, etc and keep track of what you send to who. That way, if you ever see any leaked anywhere (like on a revenge porn site or some shit), you can know who the weakest link was and hunt them down.
Happy sexting, my friends.
Omg perf
Can I just say thanks for this though? Cause like…people make it seem like such a shameful thing to do and I’ve never really thought of it like that. So to see this post that’s being totally positive about it but also giving tips on how to protect yourself is something that’s very special and important to me.
Your body, your choice. Share as you like, but be intelligent about it :)
Did they ever reveal how Captain America was thawed? Because I’m picturing a bunch of Shield agents with hair dryers and I don’t think that’s quite right.
I don’t think they’d want to microwave him so hair dryer is really the only remaining option. That’s how I’d do it.
Do you have a sciency way to accomplish this task?
Well, let’s see.
To thaw a 1.5 metric ton colossal squid frozen in a block of ice (the only way the fishermen who trawled the thing in could bring it home before it went bad), scientists put it in a big vat of brine just above 0 Celsius/32F. That allowed the fresh water to melt while still keeping the squid as cold as possible. Essential, since for a giant corpse with tentacles, certain parts are bound to thaw days before others and could become quite rotten before the rest comes out of the ice block if you’re not careful.
HOWEVER Captain America was still alive, which complicates things. On the other hand, even supersoldiers are significantly smaller than this record-setting colossal squid. This helps thaw logistics somewhat.
Much like the squid, Captain America would have to be kept at a consistent temperature throughout his body in order to be thawed successfully. If his extremities were to thaw more than a minute or two before his heart and lungs were thawed and reactivated, the tissue wouldn’t have any oxygen and would quickly die. What a shame to bring back Steve Rogers only to have him be the poster boy for gangrene. Brain tissue becoming metabolically active before the cardiovascular system began functioning would be even more disastrous— possible permanent brain damage.
And the GH-325 project was born
To keep his temperature as equal as possible across his entire body, something like the squid brine or (more likely) an antifreeze solution would be used. Immerse the Capsicle in brine until the entire unit is within a degree or two of thawing* to begin Phase II.
*Note that due to presence of salts, fats, protein, etc, the freezing point of meat is actually 28-29F. Apologies to non-US readers, sadly I only work with American meat and don’t know the freezing point of corpses/beef in Sane Country Units. That being said, Steve Rogers is 100% American meat. Fahrenheit shall be considered the appropriate unit for this project.
At the thawing point, it’s important to consider life support functions. I don’t know how fast human tissue uses up oxygen at refrigerator-range temperatures, but I’m going to assume that the sooner you have oxygen circulating the better. A heart-lung machine would be needed to oxygenate and move the blood around for a while before the heart gets started back up.
Meanwhile, because Captain America’s last un-frozen moments were spent deep underwater, there may be decompression issues at play. Whatever gas bubbles may have been present in his tissue are currently frozen in place, but when he thaws they can move about and create embolisms —> the bends. Better put him in a hyperbaric chamber just in case.
Since Captain America regained consciousness in a recovery room rather than during the thaw process, it may be safe to assume that he was sedated and/or placed in a drug-induced coma during thaw.
So at this point we’ve got a giant bathtub of brine, a heart-lung machine, oxygen canisters, lots of drugs, plus all the necessary monitoring equipment all inside a hyperbaric chamber. After thawing the antifreeze bath could be replaced with gradually warming water or saline solution in order to bring Captain America back up to normal body temperature. So many machines! This is US medicine at its finest.
Forced warm air blowers (hairdryers) are needed after Captain America is fully thawed, organ systems are reactivated, and he is brought back to normal body temperature. At this point it becomes necessary to dry and style Captain America and put him in period-appropriate jammies to sleep it off in a vintage hospital room. If you think hearing the wrong baseball game tipped him off fast, you should see him wake up with bad hair.
THIS IS THE BEST POST IN THE HISTORY OF EVERYTHING.
That being said, Steve Rogers is 100% American meat. Fahrenheit shall be considered the appropriate unit for this project.
Ron Weasley with pure white scars in abstract swirls covering the entirety of his arms.
Ron Weasley keeping the deluminator close by at all times, still on alert and paranoid that his loved ones will need him when he’s not there.
Ron Weasley working in WWW with George for a year because while he isn’t yet ready to go back Hogwarts and face the translucent faces of his classmates and the grave stones, and the great hall where the images of blood and bodies are burned into his eyelids he won’t follow Harry into auror training despite its comparative ease because he’s seen enough of violence to last several lifetimes.
Ron Weasley waking up in the middle of the drenched in sweat screaming “DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HER”, “HERMIONE, HARRY”, I’M SORRY”, “GOD DAMN IT LET ME IN”, “HARRY NO”, “FRED WATCH OUT” and the like.
Ron Weasley going to every single one of Ginny’s matches during her first year on the Harpies.
Ron Weasley becoming a healer, knowing full well it means going back to school, because he’s lived his life tending for and saving the lives of the people he loves so he might as well do it for others ass well.
Ron Weasley blaming himself for Harry’s death when he’s lying limp in Hagrid’s arms and always checking to be sure he’s breathing when he falls asleep on their couch.
Ron Weasley moving out of the burrow and into muggle London to share a flat with his best mates.
Ron Weasley forgiving Draco Malfoy because he was once a scared young boy determined to do anything to protect his family and recognizes that Draco was too, his just fell on the opposite side of the war.
Ron Weasley going back to the burrow every week or so to help his mum get rid of the garden gnomes.
Ron Weasley learning how to drive a muggle car on the ground for the first time and hating pedestrians.
Ron Weasley holding his children close and watching muggle cartoons with their grandfather.
Ron Weasley playing keeper in family tournaments alongside his best friend and children.
today at work a little kid came in to order their birthday cake and their mom was like “(deep sigh) tell them what you want on your cake” and the kid was like “ELSA” and the mom was like “(deeper sigh) and?” and the kid was like “SHARKS”
that kid literally ordered a princess elsa and sharks birthday cake and i have literally never in my whole life been more excited to see the end result of an order ive taken.
So I’ve been thinking long and hard about that post about war boys and identifying with that feeling of brokenness. I think what I got from it is that I think this is how we all feel about the characters that we identify with, no matter who they are. We feel it on a deep instinctive level. We see these characters up there on the big screen and even though we know they’re not real we can feel how real they are to us in our bones. Our pain and struggles and brokenness sees the same in them and that makes them real. So thank you for making yourself vulnerable, for helping me see what you value in characters that I don’t personally connect with.
For me I see that in The Sisters, they’re all versions of me, and I’ve been open about what it meant to see the scars on Angharad’s face as someone who used to self harm and knows the psychological and physical pain that stems from that.
I see so much brokenness in The Sisters. I see it in their desperate all-or-nothing bid for freedom holed up in the back of an industrial tanker, unable to breathe, mouthfuls of dust, with no protection from the elements other than some flimsy muslin that their captor and rapist makes them wear.
I see it in the scars on Angharad’s face, a way to make herself less beautiful because being the most beautiful makes her the favourite of her rapist. And she also does it to cope, to survive, because she can’t bear the pain of living but she clings to a speck of hope that won’t let her end it all (can we talk about probable suicides among Joe’s “wives” because that is a distinct possibility in my mind). She’s carrying the child of her rapist, how do you even start imagining the psychological burden of that predicament?
I see it in the way Capable is consummately there for her best friend. She has seen her pain, knows and lives it herself and defends and supports her with the fierceness of a lioness. I see it in every moment she refuses to trust Max long after he’s deemed reliable by most of the crew. I see it in her keening and screaming for her best friend who she saw die, who she could not protect in that final moment - in her willingness to risk her life to go back and be there for her in the last moments of her life. I see it in the way she touches so gently because she can see the brokenness in others (because she knows how broken she is herself).
I see it in the way Toast retreats into herself, makes herself action in lieu of emotion because who would want to feel those toxic feelings? I see it the way she cuts off her hair to spite her rapist, to make herself as unattractive as possible because it’s some kind of so-called protection in this world where being a beautiful woman will get you raped and farmed out for breeding like a stud mare, like an object. I see it in her total willingness to embrace every and any means necessary to defend herself so that she doesn’t have to return to that life, not now, not ever. I see it in her spitting on the dead body of her rapist because he deserves it a thousand times over and she knows it.
I see it in The Dag who kicks and bites and swears like a scrappy street fighter because she’ll never go back to him, this rapist who she’s pregnant by. I see it in her recklessness in cursing her captor to his face when she doesn’t yet know if she’ll escape him or not. I see it in the way she questions anyone who kills to get by - that could be her dead at the end of their barrel. I see it in the way she blossoms under wisdom and generosity because she’s never known anything but pain and cruelty from the generation before her.
I see it Cheedo, omg do I see it baby Cheedo. She is so afraid but she’s doing this because she loves these women and trusts them. She maybe knows deep down this life she’s living is fucking her up (she’s a teenager and her captor and possible rapist is an old man) but all she knows is abuse, the so-called safety of the hell she knows compared with the uncertainty of escape and possible death? She is so broken and afraid. I see it in the heartbreaking smear of red lipstick on her lips as she relents and attempts to throw herself on the mercy of her captor after seeing her big sister, her mother figure, die. She is wild with grief and just a baby. I see it in her clambering over moving vehicles to ensure the death of her rapist, because even if she dies now, won’t it have been glorious because she was fighting to free herself, fighting for her life?
I think about how none of them have yet had time to really grieve Angharad’s death: what’s it going to be like in six months time when Capable sees something that she wants to tell her about but remembers she’s dead, or slowly forgetting the sound of her voice? Not even a picture to remember her face as time goes on and the image in her mind becomes less and less reliable.
(None of this is to say that others don’t feel this - or even have to, this is just me rambling about how broken these women are even as they fight back. This is where I see my broken self in them, they’re all me or a me who I was but have now moved beyond - the shock of those memories being jolted from my subconscious still reverberates every time I see their faces.)
It’s not an invalidation in ANY WAY. Who we identify with, the characters who resonate with our souls - they are not CHOICES, they are not LOGICAL,they are not SENSIBLE.
THEY ARE SIMPLY OUR REFLECTIONS, AND WE MUST BE TRUTHFUL WITH THEM, WITH THE STORIES,WITH OURSELVES.
And I’m abso-fucking-lutely sure, that this fandom is beyond generous enough to accept this diversity of truth.
military worship in this country is out of fucking control
excuse me?
military worship in this country is out of fucking control
Yea you’re right, we shouldn’t honor the people willing to risk their life to save ours and defend our country … oh
Military worship in this country is out of fucking control
I’m in the military and yes it’s out of fucking control. Most of the people I know in the military feel the same way. You civilians need to calm the fuck down. Most of us joined in our teens or early twenties. For a lot of us it was because we needed a job, and we didn’t see any other options, and this job has good benefits, especially for an uneducated young person in America. We get healthcare and education!! That’s some tempting fucking fruit. But this is a JOB. Some people in the military become heroes, that’s true. Jumping on grenades, defusing bombs, dragging a wounded person from the middle of a firefight. They usually end up dead in the process. Those people deserve respect, in my opinion. They give their lives for their friends, no matter whether or not you agree with the policies that put them there in the first place. But a lot of people in America reflexively claim that everyone in the military is a hero, full stop. This isn’t true and it lets people look the other way when something is actually wrong in the military, because it’s the military, they’re heroes, they can do no wrong.
We’re doing a job, and a lot of us are never really put in harm’s way. I work in a climate controlled lab for 8 hours a day, for instance. Really grueling. Such a hero. This fawning lip service of an infallible military doesn’t do us any good. I know people who have bought into it, who have heard so many people tell them that they’re heroes that they actually believe it, and they are the stupid and dangerous ones. Joining the military does not make you a hero, and calling us heroes might make you feel all warm and fluffy and red white and blue but it doesn’t do anything for the people that end up on the streets with PTSD or come home with life-changing injuries or in a box. We’re human beings, not some concept that you can just mindlessly adulate and then feel better about yourself.
