Anonymous said: Do you have a beef with Jontron or was that one twitter interaction like a joke or something?
I was out at dinner with Zoe Quinn, watching her get harassed in realtime by a cabal of irate internet denizens. That was around the time Jontron decided to give his nod of approval to the people behind it. After a few beers, I said “I am going to Tweet a picture of me giving the middle finger to a toilet at him, because fuck his shit." I didn’t go on the warpath or prepare a longwinded argument about why I disagreed with his statements, I sent him a photograph of myself flipping off a toilet.
Sorry, sometimes I’m twelve.
I don’t know Jontron personally. I don’t follow his work on YouTube, but I’m aware of how popular he is. I think it completely sucks that someone with such a large following can be so destructively oblivious to how much influence they have, and how much weight his opinions have. One of the most dangerous parts of internet/YouTube culture is that people can get famous without leaving the house, attracting a huge fanbase without the slightest impetus for personal growth, aside from some snarky comments. When people become famous, on the internet or otherwise, people often stop growing up. When there are thousands of people applauding your every move, why should you listen to someone telling you to check yourself?
When I give advice to depressed kids on this stupid blog, I mostly do it because it seems like a nice thing to do, but it also helps me keep my head out of my ass. It forces me to think about a time when a whole lot less people gave a shit about who I was or what I thought about anything, and to keep everything in perspective. It makes me question myself and consider being in different circumstances. Does that mean I’m a perfect, flawless glistening spectacle of human perfection? Fuck no. But I try to keep an open mind an not let my opinions and attitude ferment, clot, and crystalize into a personal dogma of pigheaded stubbornness.
Like I said, I don’t know Jontron, so I’m not trying to pass judgment on him. However, I didn’t like what he had to say about a friend of mine, so I sent him a picture of myself making a rude hand gesture at a thing that people poop into. I wouldn’t say we have beef, per se, and I’m not sure if that counts as a joke, but it’s something.
I’m sticking my dick in a beehive by even addressing the Zoe Quinn/Jontron situation, but fuck the entire issue. Fuck it into a burning pile of broken shit and nuke it from orbit. How Zoe Quinn has been treated has made me want to quit my fucking job. No matter how much you disagree with her views or disapprove of her lifestyle choices, if you think what Zoe’s done warrants the amount of shit that the internet’s sent her way, you need to take a step back and reassess your entire fucking worldview.
…Hey, if anyone decides to screencap this post and put it on 4chan, can you throw some fun photos of animals along the side? I just think that would be a nice time for everyone.
so hey fun fact for anyone who wants queer history trivia: the first disco in Seattle was opened in 1973 and was a gay bar called “shelly’s leg” and it was named after a dancer named shelly who lost her leg in a confetti cannon accident and used the insurance/lawsuit settlement money to open a gay disco.
a) This is such a fantastic story that I wouldn’t care if it were made up, except that
White hat hacker Ben Caudill is halfway through his sandwich when he casually reaches over to his iPhone, swipes the screen a few times, then holds it up to me. “Is that you?” he asks. It is, but nobody was supposed to know. He’s showing me one of my posts to Secret, the popular anonymous sharing app that lets you confess your darkest secrets to your friends without anyone knowing it’s you. A few minutes ago I gave Caudill my personal e-mail address, and that was all he needed to discover my secret in the middle of a Palo Alto diner, while eating a BLT. The author’s secret.
My secret is pretty lame, but Secret’s stream is slurry of flippant posts, Silicon Valley gossip, and genuinely personally confessions like, “He proposed—I had to say no. And it broke my heart to do the right thing.” At this moment, Caudill could type in any Secret user’s e-mail address or phone number and decloak that person’s secrets. Fortunately for Secret users, Caudill is one of the good guys. He’s the co-founder of the small Seattle security shop Rhino Security Labs. By the time of our Friday lunch, his CTO and co-inventor of the hack, notorious Google Maps manipulator Bryan Seely, already had given Secret’s CEO the outlines of their technique. The hackers hope to qualify for a reward under Secret’s six-month old bug bounty program. Both men say they’ve resisted the urge to pry into anyone’s secrets.
A Swedish woman hitting a neo-Nazi protester with her handbag. The woman was reportedly a concentration camp survivor. 
Volunteers learn how to fight fires at Pearl Harbor [c. 1941 - 1945]
A 106-year old Armenian woman protecting her home with an AK-47. 
Komako Kimura, a prominent Japanese suffragist at a march in New York. [October 23, 1917]
Erika, a 15-year-old Hungarian fighter who fought for freedom against the Soviet Union. [October 1956]
Sarla Thakral, 21 years old, the first Indian woman to earn a pilot license. 
Voting activist Annie Lumpkins at the Little Rock city jail. 
Source with more wonderful photos
CINEMATIC MILES MORALES COSPLAY
Yo! My name is Nikolas A. Draper-Ivey…This is cosplay as Cinematic Miles Morales: The Ultimate Spider Man. This suit was made by Jesse Covington ( Writer and Costume Designer) and sewn by Sasha Williams ( Fashion Major graduate). Photos were taken by Pierre BL Brevard I specifically would like to thank Marvel Comics Artist Sara Pichelli for designing this character. I’m also very excited to see Olivier Coipel's work on Spider-Verse!
(Full shoot will be shot in New York itself just in time for NYCC)
And if Michael Brown was not angelic, I was practically demonic. I had my first drink when I was 11. I once brawled in the cafeteria after getting hit in the head with a steel trash can. In my junior year I failed five out of seven classes. By the time I graduated from high school, I had been arrested for assaulting a teacher and been kicked out of school (twice.) And yet no one who knew me thought I had the least bit of thug in me. That is because I also read a lot of books, loved my Commodore 64, and ghostwrote love notes for my friends. In other words, I was a human being. A large number of American teenagers live exactly like Michael Brown. Very few of them are shot in the head and left to bake on the pavement.
The “angelic” standard was not one created by the reporter. It was created by a society that cannot face itself, and thus must employ a dubious “morality” to hide its sins. It is reinforced by people who have embraced the notion of “twice as good” while avoiding the circumstances which gave that notion birth. Consider how easily living in a community “with rough patches” becomes part of a list of ostensible sins. Consider how easily “black-on-black crime” becomes not a marker of a shameful legacy of segregation but a moral failing.
Tomb Effigy of Jean d’Alluye, mid–13th century
French; Made in Loire Valley
Limestone; 83 1/2 x 34 1/4 in. (212.1 x 87 cm)
The Cloisters Collection, 1925 (25.120.201)
1. Tomb Effigy of Jean d’Alluye (photograph by palindrome6996/Flickr user)
2. A closer look at the sword (photograph by Allison Meier of atlasobscura.com)
3. (photograph by Qabluna/Flickr user)
Saw this in person a while back and though it was pretty interesting that this person / his family thought the sword was important enough to put on his tomb effigy.
It also is pretty clear evidence for contact, at least indirectly (not that that’s in question) between China and France.
American Ballet Theatre corps Kaho Ogawa 10 pirouettes
Friendly reminder that if you ever use the term “ballerina” as a pejorative, you deserved to get kicked in the kneecaps by one. And trust me she’ll do damage.This is unreal. 10. Count them. 10.
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