Feminst Outrage

the-mighty-sloth:

odelia-jay:

»» The MLK that’s never quoted.

and it’s no accident that this segment is conveniently left out of our education

(Source: beybad, via thenewwomensmovement)

“It seems to me that the years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready.”

Helen Mirren
In the Frame: My Life in Words and Pictures  (via secretsbest)

Alas, there’s much truth to this.

(via chrisdarbro)

(Source: omybestbeloved, via sociolab)

I feel like every man who has ever tried to convince me to take some rando shouting “Hey girl, nice ass” at me as a compliment sees it this way: You’re sitting outside some Italian café in a Betty Draper dress sipping a prosecco when all of a sudden your dainty neck scarf flies off in the light breeze. Joseph Gordon Levitt, wearing a linen suit with a pocket square and no socks with his penny loafers, steps off his Vespa and hands it to you while saying something witty about how it’s almost as beautiful as you are. You then both ride off into the sunset, laughing as Dean Martin plays in the background and the director yells cut on the espresso commercial that is your life.


In reality, it’s you getting yelled at by a bunch of sweaty men standing outside a bar at eight in the morning, telling you about how fuckable you look in your sweatpants when you’re just trying to get a bottle of milk in peace like a goddamn human being. And it is the opposite of a compliment.

7 Things Women Will Always Have To Explain To Men (via faganchelsea)

(via fonnatasha)

“Even if the internet can magically turn people into assholes, how they choose to become assholes is quite important, for it tells us something about the larger society that the trolls are a part of. Even if the alienated teenager typing away in his basement about sluts and femi-nazis is not “really” misogynistic (and I am pretty damn skeptical that this is possible) the fact that he has gravitated towards misogynistic language as a major form of trolling is very telling, no? After all, if a person wants to troll, there could be many different ways in which they could attack and belittle other people. And yet, attacking women, people of color, and LGBTQ individuals seem to be very popular options. Goodness, I wonder why that is! It couldn’t possibly have anything to do with actual, widespread attitudes of misogyny, racism, and homophobia, could it? I mean attitudes that exist off of the internet – that is, in the realm where all those people, unrecognized as trolls, operate as fully embodied beings.

And it is precisely because those attitudes are so pervasive and widespread that I do not believe that trolls arbitrarily choose from the various types of awful they see around them without any pre-existing tendencies; trolling, it seems to me, reflects attitudes you already hold to some degree or another before you get on the internet.”
Do not feed the trolls — but do not dismiss them, either. | Disrupting Dinner Parties (via brutereason)

(via sociolab)

“when your little girl
asks you if she’s pretty
your heart will drop like a wineglass
on the hardwood floor
part of you will want to say
of course you are, don’t ever question it
and the other part
the part that is clawing at
you
will want to grab her by her shoulders
look straight into the wells of
her eyes until they echo back to you
and say
you do not have to be if you don’t want to
it is not your job
both with feel right
one will feel better
she will only understand the first
when she wants to cut her hair off
or wear her brother’s clothes
you will feel the words in your
mouth like marbles
you do not have to be pretty if you don’t want to
it is not your job
— it is not your job | Caitlyn Siehl  (via faintestglance)

(Source: alonesomes, via sociolab)

mrleadbutterfly:

hitachiinboners:

wilwheaton:

xmaplebeerx:

My inner science geek is laughing like a maniac right now

FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING, WHY ISN’T THIS TAGGED SCIENCE?!



SCIENCE EVERYWHERE

mrleadbutterfly:

hitachiinboners:

wilwheaton:

xmaplebeerx:

My inner science geek is laughing like a maniac right now

FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING, WHY ISN’T THIS TAGGED SCIENCE?!

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SCIENCE EVERYWHERE

(via lesbicatcrazy)

biqq-daddie:

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pooh bear always makes me cry. 
just look at him
he’s so innocent 
and pure
and is always in trouble 
its as if the world hates him 
but how can you hate such a lovable creature

biqq-daddie:

httpwwwurl:

pooh bear always makes me cry. 

just look at him

he’s so innocent 

and pure

and is always in trouble 

its as if the world hates him 

but how can you hate such a lovable creature

(Source: purpleheartsaint, via lesbicatcrazy)

itseasytoremember:

capslockapocalypse:

letmusicsetyoufreee:

frankienathanieljonas:

bubblelumps:

was voldemort a virgin

#did you see him in 5th year? #he wasnt a virgin

Imagine being the chick to do the frick frack with the Dark Lord Voldy. 

TUMBLR DOT COM: WHERE WE CAN DISCUSS HAVING SEX WITH VOLDEMORT BUT WE CAN’T ACTUALLY SAY THE WORD SEX

doing the do with you know who

(via heartbreak-turnaround)

We are living in an age when sleep is more comfortable than ever and yet more elusive. Even the worst dorm-room mattress in America is luxurious compared to sleeping arrangements that were common not long ago. During the Victorian era, for instance, laborers living in workhouses slept sitting on benches, with their arms dangling over a taut rope in front of them. They paid for this privilege, implying that it was better than the alternatives. Families up to the time of the Industrial Revolution engaged in the nightly ritual of checking for rats and mites burrowing in the one shared bedroom. Modernity brought about a drastic improvement in living standards, but with it came electric lights, television, and other kinds of entertainment that have thrown our sleep patterns into chaos.

Work has morphed into a twenty-four-hour fact of life, bringing its own set of standards and expectations when it comes to sleep … Sleep is ingrained in our cultural ethos as something that can be put off, dosed with coffee, or ignored. And yet maintaining a healthy sleep schedule is now thought of as one of the best forms of preventative medicine.

…As I spent more time investigating the science of sleep, I began to understand that these strange hours of the night underpin nearly every moment of our lives.

Dreamland on the science and cultural norms of sleep (via wearethedigitalkids)

(via fonnatasha)

gohard-and-get-shredded93:

geardrops:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.
Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

This holds true for so many shows I’ve been to. When there’s a douchebag, there’s usually just one or two, and the crowd handles it.

this is fucking sick

gohard-and-get-shredded93:

geardrops:

knitmeapony:

demonhamster:

despotic:

suicidemydarling:

gigantorthemooseking:

I once went to a concert with a friend (I don’t remember the band, she dragged me along) when I was 16. They were starting a wall of death and this guy who was flirting with me decides it would be funny to pull my top down, exposing my breasts, then throw me in the middle of this wall of death right as it’s about to meet. When I stumble in the middle and hit the wall someone screamed “STOP! EXPOSED GIRL!” and I thought they were all going to oggle at me. Instead, one guy quickly helped me cover up, three more helped me to my feet, and another asked who did that. When I pointed out the guy, two of them looked at him, me, each other, then nodded and punched the guy in the face before forcing him into the wall that was about to form again.

Metal men are gentlemenly as shit.

This fucking this^^^ 

I’ve always loved this.

I went to my first concert a few months ago and there were these really tall men with black vest tops and tattoos and piercings surrounding us screaming loudly when the music started playing, but then we realised this kid in the crowd had lost his mum so they tried to comfort him and when he started crying they asked him his name and he shakily sobbed “Eliot” at which point they lifted him in the air onto the shoulder’s and shouted at the top of their lungs “ELIOT’S MUM, ELIOT IS LOOKING FOR YOU. EXCUSE ME HAS ANYONE SEEN ELIOT’S MUM!!!” at which point Eliot started giggling between sobs until he finally found his mum while in the air.

Seriously, I have felt safer in groups of death metal dudes than in the group of the preppiest preps that ever prepped.

This holds true for so many shows I’ve been to. When there’s a douchebag, there’s usually just one or two, and the crowd handles it.

this is fucking sick

(Source: psihoticno-sarkasticna, via perfectionisflaw)