I once told a joke about a straight person.
They came after me in droves.
Each one singing the same:
Don’t fight fire with fire.
What they mean is: Don’t fight fire with anything.
Do not fight fire with water.
Do not fight fire with foam.
Do not evacuate the people.
Do not sound the alarms.
Do not crawl coughing and choking and spluttering to safety.
Do not barricade the door with damp towels.
Do not wave a white flag out of the window.
Do not take the plunge from several storeys up.
Do not shed a tear for your lover trapped behind a wall of flame.
Do not curse the combination of fuel, heat, and oxygen.
Do not ask why the fire fighters are not coming.
When they say: Don’t fight fire with fire.
What they mean is: Stand and burn.
and just like that, a lemony/beatrice mix ;
01. 20 years — the civil wars ; 02. honey come home — the head and the heart ; 03. ghosts — laura marling ; 04. to build a home — the cinematic orchestra ; 05. you could be happy — snow patrol ; 06. my father’s father — the civil wars ; 07. welcome home, son — radical face ; 08. postcards from far away — coldplay ; 09. mirror — ellie goulding ; 10. dark paradise — lana del rey ; 11. bronte — gotye ; 12. haunt — bastille
Stokely Carmichael, setting shit straight and placing responsibility for the “race problem” squarely where it belongs.
The very language in regards to civil rights in this country is embedded in white supremacist ideology. How many of us have been duped into accepting the fallacious notion that whites have “given” blacks rights? The notion itself presupposes black inferiority while failing to acknowledge the root problem: white racism. Change the language, change your mind.
Pair with “Racism is the white people’s disease”. Ya’ll brought on the problems.
getting involved with theatre is like selling your soul
Looking for women-positive and women-centric prompts to write fanfic for? Wanted to participate in Rarewomen 2014 but missed the deadline or weren’t up for a proper fic exchange?
You can now view all of the requests that were made for the challenge here, sorted by fandom or recipient. You can also access a spreadsheet with all of the author letters (sorted by fandoms!) for all of your treating needs.
In case it hasn’t been emphasized enough, treating is not only welcomed, but desperately encouraged. The main goal of this ficathon was always to generate more fanfic about the overlooked female characters, and treats certainly help with that. We’re leaving all the requests visible, so you are free to write as many fics of any length as you like. You do not have to be an official participant in order to write treats, so feel free to link the spreadsheet and requests around, if you think other people might be interested in writing you (or others) treats.
Anything you write can be uploaded to the main archive here. All stories will be revealed on May 10th.
As sophisticated as it is, Google Maps is fundamentally the same type of thing cartographers have been making for centuries. It’s a flat, scaled representation of our planet. That means decisions have been made about what to show and what to leave out. At any given level of zoom, you can see only a certain subset of streets, of cities, of tributaries or topography. Even today, some streets are missing or mislaid. It feels omniscient, but its omniscience is made by humans, for humans.
Google Street View is something entirely different: a photographic document of world. It’s more objective and indelible than even the most accurate satellite-aided map. And that’s a bit unsettling. When every acre on Earth is catalogued for us to see, where will all the mysteries hide?
Thankfully, Google’s nine-eyed robot cameras and their attendant code aren’t quite omniscient either. And as Emilio Vavarella shows us in his screenshots, the places where that system breaks down have a mystery all their own.