revolutionwasintheair

To paraphrase the great John Oliver, listen up, fellow self-pitying nerd boys—we are not the victims here. We are not the underdogs. We are not the ones who have our ownership over our bodies and our emotions stepped on constantly by other people’s entitlement. We’re not the ones where one out of six of us will have someone violently attempt to take control of our bodies in our lifetimes.

We are not Lewis from Revenge of the Nerds, we are not Steve Urkel from Family Matters, we are not Preston Myers from Can’t Hardly Wait, we are not Seth Rogen in every movie Seth Rogen has ever been in, we are not fucking Mario racing to the castle to beat Bowser because we know there’s a princess in there waiting for us.

We are not the lovable nerdy protagonist who’s lovable because he’s the protagonist. We’re not guaranteed to get laid by the hot chick of our dreams as long as we work hard enough at it. There isn’t a team of writers or a studio audience pulling for us to triumph by “getting the girl” in the end. And when our clever ruses and schemes to “get girls” fail, it’s not because the girls are too stupid or too bitchy or too shallow to play by those unwritten rules we’ve absorbed.

It’s because other people’s bodies and other people’s love are not something that can be taken nor even something that can be earned—they can be given freely, by choice, or not.

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avengemymischief:

That awkward moment when two master assassins resort to hair pulling and biting

 #the mating rituals of the black widow and the hawk are complex and beautiful #here we have a male trying to assert his dominance over the female by pulling her hair (a common foreplay technique among her kind) #not to be cowed so easily; the female retaliates by sinking her fangs into the hawks vulnerable wings #having found each other worthy the two then mate frantically for several hours at a time #this phenomenon can be witnessed at several confirmed mating sites such at budapest

omfg the tags.

APPPPBPBPBPBPBBBBPPPPPTTTTTT.

…So thats what happened in Budapest.

cozcat
Food doesn’t taste better or worse when documented by Instagram. Laughter is as genuine over Skype as it would be sharing a sofa. Pay attention. Take in nature, hold someone’s hand, read a book. But don’t ever apologize for snapping a photo of a sunrise after a hike, or blogging about the excitement of having a crush, or updating your goodreads account. All of these things are good and should be celebrated. Smile at strangers on the sidewalk and like your friends’ selfies. It’s all good for the human spirit.
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kendrajbean:

In the mid-1930s, an Australian journalist visited Germany to report on the rise of fascism and interview Adolf Hitler. The atrocities she saw there, which included the public beating of Jews, forever changed the course of her young life. Nancy Wake, who died Sunday at age 98, would spend World War II fighting Nazism tooth and nail, saving thousands of Allied lives, winding up at the top of the Gestapo’s most-wanted list and ultimately receiving more decorations than any other servicewoman.
Wake made her way from Spain to Britain, where she convinced special agents to train her as a spy and guerilla operative. In April 1944 she parachuted into France to coordinate attacks on German troops and installations prior to the D-Day invasion, leading a band of 7,000 resistance fighters. In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. But her fierceness alone may have won her enough respect: During the violent months preceding the liberation of Paris, Wake killed a German guard with a single karate chop to the neck, executed a women who had been spying for the Germans, shot her way out of roadblocks and biked 70 hours through perilous Nazi checkpoints to deliver radio codes for the Allies. (via)



 In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. 
THAT IS LITERALLY THE PLOT TO INDIANA JONES THIS WOMAN IS SOCOOL SHE’S PRACTICALLY FICTION I LOVE HER.

everybodyilovedies:

tarteauxfraises:

kendrajbean:

In the mid-1930s, an Australian journalist visited Germany to report on the rise of fascism and interview Adolf Hitler. The atrocities she saw there, which included the public beating of Jews, forever changed the course of her young life. Nancy Wake, who died Sunday at age 98, would spend World War II fighting Nazism tooth and nail, saving thousands of Allied lives, winding up at the top of the Gestapo’s most-wanted list and ultimately receiving more decorations than any other servicewoman.

Wake made her way from Spain to Britain, where she convinced special agents to train her as a spy and guerilla operative. In April 1944 she parachuted into France to coordinate attacks on German troops and installations prior to the D-Day invasion, leading a band of 7,000 resistance fighters. In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. But her fierceness alone may have won her enough respect: During the violent months preceding the liberation of Paris, Wake killed a German guard with a single karate chop to the neck, executed a women who had been spying for the Germans, shot her way out of roadblocks and biked 70 hours through perilous Nazi checkpoints to deliver radio codes for the Allies. (via)

 In order to earn the esteem of the men under her command, she reportedly challenged them to drinking contests and would inevitably drink them under the table. 

THAT IS LITERALLY THE PLOT TO INDIANA JONES THIS WOMAN IS SOCOOL SHE’S PRACTICALLY FICTION I LOVE HER.

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fuckyeahcycling:

GLASGOW, SCOTLAND - JULY 24: Anna Mears of Australia celebrates after winning the Womens 500m Sprint Final at Sir Chris Hoy Velodrome during day one of the Glasgow 2014 Commonwealth Games on July 24, 2014 in Glasgow, United Kingdom. (Photo by Ryan Pierse/Getty Images) (via Anna Mears of Australia celebrates after winning the Womens 500m… News Photo 452607212 | Getty Images)

fuckyeahcycling:

GLASGOW, SCOTLAND - JULY 24: Anna Mears of Australia celebrates after winning the Womens 500m Sprint Final at Sir Chris Hoy Velodrome during day one of the Glasgow 2014 Commonwealth Games on July 24, 2014 in Glasgow, United Kingdom. (Photo by Ryan Pierse/Getty Images) (via Anna Mears of Australia celebrates after winning the Womens 500m… News Photo 452607212 | Getty Images)