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fullhalalalchemist:

today is Nov. 15. the FCC, under chairman Ajit Pai, will not listen to the public despite millions of comments in support of net neutrality. They are going to try their hardest to kill net neutrality, which in turn will kill the internet, which in turn will help eradicate democracy. it won’t just affect Americans, it has the potential to affect the entire internet, something we ALL use daily. you can bet your ass other countries will see america doing this, and use it as an excuse to do it in their own countries.

this is what buying a plan without net neutrality looks like there:

you have to pay MORE for features you’re already guaranteed to have under net neutrality. and in america, you already know how expensive everything is.

democrats AND republicans both want net neutrality. advocacy groups in touch with congress have said that if your members of congress receive calls from you, they are more encouraged and more likely to take action to stop Pai’s plan to gut net neutrality. after Nov. 22, it will be MUCH HARDER to convince your member of congress.

please, call them. call them daily.

https://www.battleforthenet.com/

inside-us-only-stars:

ojavenger:

supernaturallysarcastic:

edwardspoonhands:

overtheunderpass:

surprise-adoption:

Bottle rocket under ice

radĀ 

I’m pretty sure that the reason the ice fractured into six slices is the same reason snowflakes are often six sided and it has to do with the shape of a molecule of water and I just think that’s so freaking cool.

How would it even stay lit though?

!!!!! it IS actually because of the structure of water molecules! Water molecules are fuckin weird, as are lots of other liquid substance molecules, because theyre shaped like fuckin HEXAGONS! hexagons are those weird, six-sided shapes that re very sturdy, but they dont tend to sit very well when stacked together. thats why, when you fill up a glass of water to its full capacity, it can go OVER the brim a little and not spill over. It’s also why water beads.

anyway, so since water is essentially made up of a gazillion little hexagons, it tends to gather into larger hexagons as it shapes together. this is not visible unless the water is in a solid form, aka ice. when the water is split, it tends to crack around the established hexagons. that bottle rocket exploded in the PERFECT place to show this phenomenon and its geeking me out.

ALSO! the bottle rocket stays lit because the fuse was definitely waterproof and made with magnesium and an oxidizer of some sort. this means that they will burn underwater because they dont need the oxygen from the air to stay lit. thats so fucking weird isnt it. im tipsy and its the 4th of july. sorry for the science haha

Don’t you dare apologize for science

ravingsofamadpoet:

Remember the last time the FCC nearly killed net neutrality?

Tumblr had this nice big banner at the top of your dashboard alerting any active user about the problem. Guess what has changed since then? Verizon, one of the companies gunning for the death of net neutrality owns yahoo who in turn own Tumblr. Spread the word, tell everyone you can: battleforthenet.com tag posts you see about net neutrality with popular tags so the news spreads.

thebibliosphere:

finnglas:

finnglas:

finnglas:

like, i don’t have any opinions on blake shelton

and i’m a lesbian so i’ll admit maybe i’m not the person to ask

but i feel like, in a world where ezra miller and oscar isaac and john boyega and jason momoa and michael freaking hudson exist

how did he get voted sexiest man alive

like, my condolences to the families of Rick Mora and Luke Evans and Zack McGowan

i didn’t even know they died

people magazine: blake shelton

me, an intellectual: martin sensmeier

As a non lesbian, I concur.

We Are Winning.

swan2swan:

Yesterday, as I reflected on the recent days of Life Under Trump, I came to a realization about our Great Leader: he’s tiring.

I know he’s been tiring since he first started campaigning, but I mean that he, Donald Trump, the 71-year-old grandfather in the White House, is actually becoming tired. He’s played all of his cards, every single one–and he’s starting to have to rely on his old hits.

He’s just not tweeting like he used to. Back during the start of the campaign, he was making promises, attacking everyone he could, and rallying support for new candidates and promising results from new Cabinet members. He would talk about obstruction and wall funding, and eventually he started a war with the NFL.

He tried that again the other day…and it was pathetic. He just made the one tweet, only one comment, where normally he could have three or four or even six show up in one day. Granted, the longer format on Twitter means that he no longer has to use ā€œdot dot dotā€, but even that was just another weapon he used to cultivate suspense. Now, that weapon is gone. One tweet is all he gets, and I don’t even know if he has the energy for that.

He’s decided to fight LaVar Ball, of all people, in order to secure a victory that is really just him doing his job–he’s not even fighting for a victory, but for recognition of a victory. Had he let it drop and simply said ā€œTo the three young men I freed from a China prison–you’re welcome!ā€, he could have started a debate and projected confidence, forcing an air of gratitude onto them. Instead, he revealed that he had not been thanked and wanted the recognition…because he’s desperate. He’s not feeling his old pride anymore.

His travel bans have been defeated time and time again. Obamacare lives. Two candidates he supported both lost in humiliating elections, and he can’t send an endorsement to the current battlefield because it would mean endorsing pedophilia. People are turning their eyes back to his sexual assault scandals with a new hunger, sensing vulnerability. The Russia probe is closing in. Advisers and aides are being indicted, and he has already chosen the defense of ā€œthey’re really not affiliated with meā€ā€“a defense that could easily crumble when someone close to him succumbs. Stephen Bannon is gone. Sebastian Gorka is gone. Kelly won’t let him have the briefings he wants, and even Kelly himself has been questioned. He just got back from Asia, where he met multiple leaders who were smarter and more unchallenged than him, and it made him feel inferior. It’s cold, and he didn’t go golfing–and he knows the next time he goes golfing, the press is going to hound him. If he goes to Mar-a-Lago, the press will be there. They’ll turn it against him. The list goes on and on.

Do you want proof that this is working?

His last weekly address was on October 13th. Over a month ago.

He’s tired. He can’t go on like this. He’s stressed, he’s collapsing. He had a glimmer of hope with the Uranium One thing and the Donna Brazile story on ā€œCrooked Hillaryā€, but even that little number is getting weaker and weaker–with Hillary simply shrugging and calling him ā€œobsessedā€ with her.

Because he is. That’s the one political battle he could win, and now he’s staring right down the barrels of two more defeats: the tax plan and the Alabama election.

I’m making no promises, but if both of those turn against him–if the tax plan is shot down in the Senate and Doug Jones becomes a Senator–it could all be over. This could be the end of it. I wouldn’t be surprised if the man has a coronary before his one-year-President-anniversary.

He doesn’t fight. He doesn’t smile. He barely speaks. When’s the last time he held a rally? When is his next rally?

Old Man Donald needs a win. Taxes, Alabama, the border wall, he needs something. But he’s terrified that he’s going to lose them all.

Let’s see to it that he does.

Don’t relent, don’t relax. Push harder. Call your representatives and tell them to vote against the tax bill, campaign for Doug Jones and denounce Roy Moore, don’t bother defending Al Franken or any other ally who is accused of sexual misconduct, keep fighting the battles on Trump’s turf and break down his walls. His armor is cracked–go for the kill.

unpretty:

unpretty:

unpretty:

if you find yourself stuck while trying to write, don’t ask me for help with your problem unless what you want are more, weirder problems

(previous entries)

i need my characters to trust/accept help from my cannibal character but he literally just ripped someones face off and the others are generally against that sort of thing

why would he need their consent. he’s their friend now. he doesn’t care if it’s mutual.

Someone caused a worldwide event which killed a good chunk of the population and gave some of the survivors superpowers, but i dont know who

an unpaid intern

if the vampires do the kidnapping, what are you blackmailing the werewolves to do?

erotic boudoir photography

My MC has just discovered that her new lover is a were-sheep (a sheep-shifter). After the expected confusion and dismay, what would she do?

hide her knitting supplies to avoid misunderstandings

It’s going to involve a huge quest with people picking up friends along the way- but I can’t decide where it begins.

in line at the deli

the sheep-shifter already knows about the knitting

a spirited debate about whether anything made with sheep-shifter wool is actually just a gross hair sweater

I’ve got an MC who’s technically undead but her gf is mortal and does ā€˜die’ while saving her, how do I explain the mortal gf coming back to life after literally being dead for like 10 minutes

undeath, like life, is sexually transmitted

If you’re still doing this, my mc has magical powers that I’m not 100 sure on yet, but basically she’s telepathically connected to what amounts to a demon and it’s slowly taking over her life and mind. I’ve been describing it as her ā€œGiftā€ but I’m pretty sure it has a physical form and I can’t figure out what it should be.

tamagotchi keychain

I’m doing something with a buncha undead people working at a modern-day bodega, and I’m like … running out of different kinds of things for characters to be?

invent something new and have them be really bitter about the fact that no one has ever heard of the thing that they are

I’m trying to write a self-insert fic but I can’t imagine my reaction to being placed in the main character’s situation to be anything but hiding under a bed and crying from stress for a month straight.

let you

one of my characters has a crush on another character but is both bad at being a person talking to other people and also is trying to solve a murder. how do I make them kiss

they just kinda go for it at an intense moment and it’s ill-advised and awkward

the heir/estate of some semi-important historical person has donated a large amount of mildly interesting historical junk to a museum. a coven of evil vampires desperately wants one of the items. what is it, and why is it important to the vampires?

an embarrassing painting

I have a bad guy that needs to learn how to court a good girl.

check her goodreads for romances she rated highly and then read them

Two characters who bodyswap communicate solely via leaving notes in each other’s phones– why dont they just call each other??

they both have social anxiety

Okay so my plot so far is that the story takes place in a post- apocalyptic faerie-inspired world, and my main characters run like a tavern together. The only problem is, they don’t have anything to do…

someone left a baby in the bathroom and they don’t know if it’s supposed to be a changeling