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ricktimus:

cheshireinthemiddle:

ricktimus:

Neil deGrasse Tyson is not impressed with all your sexism.

If you actually watched the show, you would know that he says this about both male and female philosophers, scientists, and contributing thinkers.  Many influential people back then are not very well known today. If it wasn’t about sexism when he said it about the male ones, it probably wouldn’t be when he mentions the female ones.

"If you actually watched the show"

"If you actually watched the show"

"IF YOU ACTUALLY WATCHED THE SHOW"

I have been caught! You caught me! Red-handed even! My hands are totally red! I am not actually a fan of the show. I don’t even know what it’s about. I only know of Neil deGrasse Tyson because of that meme. I only scan episodes for bits I can use to further the ♀FEMINIST♀AGENDA♀ (there totally is one; we have to use all-caps whenever we refer to it). I do that with every show. Sexism in the scientific community doesn’t exist and never has. Sexism doesn’t exist period. We are all human beings. We are all one race. We are Legion.

Oh man. I’m very glad I got that off my chest. I haven’t been able to sleep well for months. Maybe now I will be able to. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Rick, herosquad

whiskeydrinking-operating:

This is Chester. When I was in Afghanistan I got a care package from one of those “Adopt a Soldier” programs that lets families send care packages to service men and women who are deployed overseas. Anyway, I got this care package, and it came with the usual stuff: Baby wipes, crackers, peanut butter, the Dad threw in a pack of cigarettes, and there was some jerky. But there was also a little beanie baby gold fish and a hand written note from a 7 year old girl that said
“Dear Soldier, (I wasn’t even mad)
I hope you are doing well. I’m sorry you have to miss thanksgiving with your family. This is my friend Chester. He keeps me safe from monsters, but I think you need him more than I do. I hope he keeps you safe from the monsters you’re fighting. Take good care of him for me”.

You bet your ass that little fish was in my pocket every time I went on patrol.

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prokopetz:

grrspit:

nessanotarized:

nativefemboy:

thartist72:

“In 2002, having spent more than three years in one residence for the first time in my life, I got called for jury duty. I show up on time, ready to serve. When we get to the voir dire, the lawyer says to me, “I see you’re an astrophysicist. What’s that?” I answer, “Astrophysics is the laws of physics, applied to the universe—the Big Bang, black holes, that sort of thing.” Then he asks, “What do you teach at Princeton?” and I say, “I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street. A few years later, jury duty again. The judge states that the defendant is charged with possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine. It was found on his body, he was arrested, and he is now on trial. This time, after the Q&A is over, the judge asks us whether there are any questions we’d like to ask the court, and I say, “Yes, Your Honor. Why did you say he was in possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine? That equals 1.7 grams. The ‘thousand’ cancels with the ‘milli-’ and you get 1.7 grams, which is less than the weight of a dime.” Again I’m out on the street.”

powerful Black Science Man

Exactly.

“I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street.
This is a good illustration of what’s wrong with the US criminal justice system.

I’m more struck by the second anecdote, in which he was evidently disqualified from jury duty for displaying the ability to do math.

prokopetz:

grrspit:

nessanotarized:

nativefemboy:

thartist72:

“In 2002, having spent more than three years in one residence for the first time in my life, I got called for jury duty. I show up on time, ready to serve. When we get to the voir dire, the lawyer says to me, “I see you’re an astrophysicist. What’s that?” I answer, “Astrophysics is the laws of physics, applied to the universe—the Big Bang, black holes, that sort of thing.” Then he asks, “What do you teach at Princeton?” and I say, “I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street.

A few years later, jury duty again. The judge states that the defendant is charged with possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine. It was found on his body, he was arrested, and he is now on trial. This time, after the Q&A is over, the judge asks us whether there are any questions we’d like to ask the court, and I say, “Yes, Your Honor. Why did you say he was in possession of 1,700 milligrams of cocaine? That equals 1.7 grams. The ‘thousand’ cancels with the ‘milli-’ and you get 1.7 grams, which is less than the weight of a dime.” Again I’m out on the street.”

powerful Black Science Man

Exactly.

“I teach a class on the evaluation of evidence and the relative unreliability of eyewitness testimony.” Five minutes later, I’m on the street.

This is a good illustration of what’s wrong with the US criminal justice system.

I’m more struck by the second anecdote, in which he was evidently disqualified from jury duty for displaying the ability to do math.

(via aichudechu)

ricktimus:

I miss Mitch Hedberg so much.

wnycradiolab:

thekidshouldseethis:

Water Balloons Falling (and Bouncing) in Slow Motion.

Rewatch the video.

Well. That’s awesome.

Blurp blurp

If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.

anonymous reader on The Dish

One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.

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kiss-my-aspergers:

cosmictuesdays:

witchylana:

unbuttonedinawood:

pasiphile:

fructosebat:

swanjolras:

when i find myself in times of trouble

terry pratchett comes to me

whispering sam vimes once arrested a motherfucking dragon

you are capable of…

percychekov:

sirdef:

northwangerabbey:

Sulu’s like “whatever, drama queen.”

is sulu texting

he’s livetweeting chekov’s problems

(via outlawpoet)

I said, out loud, something like, “Is this not a reasonable place to park?”

He just sat there idling his car in the middle of the street, blocking traffic both ways, due to the fact that the alley was narrow.

"Quick, man! Like a jack rabbit! Back into the space before one of these hoghumpers take it from you!"

He slowly geared the hunk of junk death trap he called his car into reverse, flashing his rear tale lights that he was about to slip slide backwards into the sweet yielding yawn of the public parking spot.

"Thataboy." A car behind us or in front of us honked once in encouragement.

He reversed the car into the space, cocking at an angle just so that the open spot seemed to let out a sigh, hold it, then as he brought the car forward again, let out it again, just above a whisper. He put the car slowly into park but still let it idle. His hands just brushing the sweet supple leather of the thin steering wheel. The only thing maintained very well in this bucket of bolts.

He looked at me.

"Way to go, your first successful and perfect parallel park job, more important than your first hand job, your first wife, or your first week long bender."

He looked back ahead, and turned the car off, and sighed himself.

"You want a drag off this joint? First time is a time for a smoke."

"Lenny, Jesus fuck," he said, "it’s the middle of the day in a public street."

"Nobodies ain’t going to mess with us, man. It’s a beautiful day, first warm and sunny day after a long winter. Trees are in bloom, birds are doing their thing up on those bees, the Spirit of the the Culture is alive."

He signed and reached for the joint, plucking it out of my hands and slowly pulling it towards himself and taking a good long drag.

"That’s the ticket, man. Now grab them racquettes and them birdies. Time to get the Goodminton court set up before everybody else arrives."

spicy-vagina-tacos:

supernaturalbadwolf:

spicy-vagina-tacos:

its-the-dead-hipster:

spicy-vagina-tacos:

I met Luke skywalker today (: I love Star Trek!

Dumb bitch

Don’t be rude….. Why can’t I be a Trekkie and proud? “Falcon Punch!!!” Amiright?

Just incase this isn’t a joke. Harrison Ford played Han Solo in Star wars

No sweetie……. You’re confused…….. You’re thinking about Yoda from Star Fox (:

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