One of the dudes from my Japanese listening hw sounds like blue-mullet-butt from violent porn game.

rahhhr-bia:

I made this zine for my sis on inspirational Japanese people. 

**To my dearest sister Rhiannon,
There is nothing more liberating than 
acceptance and pride of one’s own diversity.**

zauxie:

steeplewack:

steeplewack:

Fuck that hypnotist. 

Fuck that hypnotist

Fuck that hypnotist.

Fuck that hypnotist but not in a sexy way. 

roachpatrol:

the-real-seebs:

kayinnasaki:

Cyber harassment study reveals the unsurprising!
It still amazes me that I talk to guys who still think they get harassed just as much as women online. Like even from people who aren’t clearly and totally gross dumbasses. It kinda makes me think that, even in the best cases, it might be hard to really understand the sheer difference in frequency. You see a woman get harassed on a game and you go “Oh well I’ve been harassed” without understanding that there is seldom a session for her where that doesn’t happen or understanding what her inbox might look like…

That is a sort of stunning degree of difference.

"The data’s in! Women were lying about online harassment!”
"Aha! We knew it!" 
“Yeah, they’ve been severely underreporting how bad things are for them, turns out.”
"Wait, what?"

This reminds me of my school’s grad-night party. It had been a delightful mash of karting, eating, and dancing- a warm attempt to prevent us from drinking ourselves dead after four years of high school. At out final venue, part of the entertainment was a hypnotist’s act. He gathered our attention, chose some volunteers, and entranced us into silence. He was absolutely brilliant. Our classmates were clearly under his thrall, shivering when he told them too, watching as their noses stretched and snapped as the world he described to them became real. It was fascinating, until he told all of the ladies on stage,
"the guy sitting next to you has pinched your butt".
The idea was for them to get mad, to lash out at their attackers and give them a piece of their minds, only to confuse the poor boys. Because, you know, making someone think they’ve been assaulted is HILARIOUS. The men, on the other hand, were told that these women were slapping them for something they didn’t do. Again, assault, but the joke coming from how RIDICULOUS it is when women get angry, 
The worst part is? Most of the girls refused to get mad. In their subconscious state, they were obviously scared and hurt, but brushed it away by insisting that “it was nothing”. Rape culture was staring us down in the faces, and we were supposed to laugh. 
The BEST thing was that one woman homed in on the fact that the perpetrator of this assault was the hypnotist himself, and her refusal to bear his bullshit inspired the entirety of our class. Maybe next time he’ll think twice.

roachpatrol:

the-real-seebs:

kayinnasaki:

Cyber harassment study reveals the unsurprising!

It still amazes me that I talk to guys who still think they get harassed just as much as women online. Like even from people who aren’t clearly and totally gross dumbasses. It kinda makes me think that, even in the best cases, it might be hard to really understand the sheer difference in frequency. You see a woman get harassed on a game and you go “Oh well I’ve been harassed” without understanding that there is seldom a session for her where that doesn’t happen or understanding what her inbox might look like…

That is a sort of stunning degree of difference.

"The data’s in! Women were lying about online harassment!”

"Aha! We knew it!

Yeah, they’ve been severely underreporting how bad things are for them, turns out.”

"Wait, what?"

This reminds me of my school’s grad-night party. It had been a delightful mash of karting, eating, and dancing- a warm attempt to prevent us from drinking ourselves dead after four years of high school. At out final venue, part of the entertainment was a hypnotist’s act. He gathered our attention, chose some volunteers, and entranced us into silence. He was absolutely brilliant. Our classmates were clearly under his thrall, shivering when he told them too, watching as their noses stretched and snapped as the world he described to them became real. It was fascinating, until he told all of the ladies on stage,

"the guy sitting next to you has pinched your butt".

The idea was for them to get mad, to lash out at their attackers and give them a piece of their minds, only to confuse the poor boys. Because, you know, making someone think they’ve been assaulted is HILARIOUS. The men, on the other hand, were told that these women were slapping them for something they didn’t do. Again, assault, but the joke coming from how RIDICULOUS it is when women get angry, 

The worst part is? Most of the girls refused to get mad. In their subconscious state, they were obviously scared and hurt, but brushed it away by insisting that “it was nothing”. Rape culture was staring us down in the faces, and we were supposed to laugh. 

The BEST thing was that one woman homed in on the fact that the perpetrator of this assault was the hypnotist himself, and her refusal to bear his bullshit inspired the entirety of our class. Maybe next time he’ll think twice.

busket:

sixpenceee:

alloursongswillbelullabies:

sixpenceee:

Doesn’t that look beautiful?

Like something you’d find on one of those soft/pale/rosy/grunge blogs? 

Well nothing too rosy on my blog. 

The Bolton Strid in England is one of the most innocent looking streams. 

Though it looks like you could just hop across the rocks, but if you miss you will die for sure. It packs very rapid currents just a couple of feet below its surface. No one really knows how deep it really is. Nobody who has ever fallen into the Strid has survived. It has a 100% fatality rate.

It’s always the things I google expecting to be false that wind up being horribly true.

SOURCE

"It’s relatively common for people to assume they can jump the creek, walk across its stones or even wade through it (again, just looking at it, the Strid really seems to be only knee-deep in places, and certainly not the instant, precipitous drop into a watery grave that it is). Most of the time, they never even find the body. Which means there are just dozens of corpses down there, pinned to the walls of the underground chasms, waiting for you to join them…"

taylertots:

best friends yeah?

taylertots:

best friends yeah?

fluffysaur:

weirdedout:

ikeapunx:

muji spice book

Traveling with your spice rack is not ideal. This is why Japanese company, Muji, has made a book of spices to make flavoring your food while away from home a little bit easier.

This book from Muji is full of pages that are made of spiced paper, which dissolve from the heat and moisture of cooking. Now that kick of white pepper or red chili is just a tear away. And, since it is compact and perfectly portable, the Muji spice book is ideal for when you’re traveling!

Omg

what!!

mechinaries:

i imagine both steve and bucky like to come up with different ways to poke fun at sam every time they pass him during jogging

because they are shitheads

(the first one is a print you can get here)

I stg whenever I get sick half of my energy goes into second-guessing if I’m REALLY sick or if its some trap. No I shouldnt stay in bed this sore throat might just be psychosomatic so what if I’m sneezing I might be allergic to how lame I am so what if my coughing sounds like the bellows of hell its chilly in here

i can’t believe that tomorrow is the 1st of halloween

My professor wrote this textbook and I can just imagine his grief in being asked about the community-minded nature if lemmings

My professor wrote this textbook and I can just imagine his grief in being asked about the community-minded nature if lemmings