LMAOOOOOOOOO the screaming in the beginning
"oh jesus christ"
"please don’t give me that look"
"please don’t fly"
That owl is 30000000% done
every time this video graces me with its presence i feel obliged to reblog it
"human what the hell are you doing"
(Left to Right): Peter Buffett, Jimmie Briggs, Joe Ehrmann, Tony Porter,
Dave Zirin and Moderator Eve Ensler.
Jeremy Knowles, discussing the complete lack of recognition Cecilia Payne gets, even today, for her revolutionary discovery. (via alliterate)
OH WAIT LEMME TELL YOU ABOUT CECILIA PAYNE.
Cecilia Payne’s mother refused to spend money on her college education, so she won a scholarship to Cambridge.
Cecilia Payne completed her studies, but Cambridge wouldn’t give her a degree because she was a woman, so she said fuck that and moved to the United States to work at Harvard.
Cecilia Payne was the first person ever to earn a Ph.D. in astronomy from Radcliffe College, with what Otto Strauve called “the most brilliant Ph.D. thesis ever written in astronomy.”
Not only did Cecilia Payne discover what the universe is made of, she also discovered what the sun is made of (Henry Norris Russell, a fellow astronomer, is usually given credit for discovering that the sun’s composition is different from the Earth’s, but he came to his conclusions four years later than Payne—after telling her not to publish).
Cecilia Payne is the reason we know basically anything about variable stars (stars whose brightness as seen from earth fluctuates). Literally every other study on variable stars is based on her work.
Cecilia Payne was the first woman to be promoted to full professor from within Harvard, and is often credited with breaking the glass ceiling for women in the Harvard science department and in astronomy, as well as inspiring entire generations of women to take up science.
Cecilia Payne is awesome and everyone should know her.
I loved this scene so much. The actors play off this pairing as flirty and adorable in a way the characters really weren’t in the novels IMO.
That said, when she said the line, “Girls see more blood than boys,” my husband was all confused and like, “What, warrior women, she means?”
So I just looked at him and started listing off, “Blood from their periods every month, maybe blood from sex, blood from childbirth, blood from tending and washing the wounded and dead…That’s been true for most of womankind all through history.”
And he got very, very quiet.
Solar energy that doesn’t block the view
A team of researchers at Michigan State University has developed a new type of solar concentrator that when placed over a window creates solar energy while allowing people to actually see through the window. It is called a transparent luminescent solar concentrator and can be used on buildings, cell phones and any other device that has a clear surface. And, according to Richard Lunt of MSU’s College of Engineering, the key word is “transparent.”
Politely reminding isn’t working… I think they should be more aggressive.
Magical Books’ covers: “A History of Magic" by Bathilda Bagshot
I have a phone because I need to be able contact my parents when I leave the house, it’s not my fault my dad bought me an iPhone. The computer I have is a HP ProBook 4330s that I get given free from the government as a high school student. I hate capitalism in the sense that I hate that I have to sell my labour in order to survive. If I abandoned phones and laptops I would hardly be -fighting capitalism-. If anything, I’d be making life very difficult for myself considering I earn all of my money through my webshop. I dare you to disconnect yourself from capitalist products and then go and ask a homeless person how much of an impact you’ve made. The best (if not only) way to break down capitalist structures is through socialist revolution.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
I’m so tired of people telling me German is an “ugly, angry” language. When my German teacher tells us jokes it’s the sweetest, happiest language in the world. When I teach my father the word for daughter he smiles, repeating “Tochter” to himself until he gets it right, and in that moment German sounds like pride. There’s nothing angry or ugly about a language that never says goodbye, only “until we meet again.”
Thank you for this
I think people who say this have only heard German as spoken by movie Nazis. It’s a beautiful language that can sound very soft and sweet. Just because BadGuy McLuftwaffe hisses and barks all those throaty fricatives and glottal stops doesn’t mean they always sound harsh. Go listen to actual German speakers and you’ll see that the stops usually add a melodious rhythm to sentences, and the fricatives are more often like gently rustling leaves than cartoonish loogie hocking. And the vowels are just plain cute.
HELLO, FRIENDS, I AM ABOUT TO GO LINGUISTICS ON THIS
so it’s like the middle ages (post-romans but pre-normans, think beowulf-era) and english is a SUPER GERMANIC LANGUAGE. as in, like, “ofer hronrade hyran scolde gomban gylan”, which admittedly does not look germanic on the page but sure as hell don’t look like english— anyway, it sounds pretty german when you pronounce it
and THEN this dude named william comes in around 1066, he is from normandy, and in normandy they speak FRENCH (or, uh, french-ish) and french is REALLY HEAVILY INFLUENCED by the romans, who conquered that area pretty thoroughly
and so there’s this whole mild culture war between the englisc-speaking native anglo-saxons, who are largely poor peasants, and the françois-speaking norman invaders, who are largely rich assholes (there’s a lot of this in robin hood stories), which is more or less sorted out by a) them having enough sex not to be able to tell who’s who any more b) them being distracted by various crusades and c) probably other things i don’t know
but linguistically what ends up happening is that all the french, latinate words become the words for fancy rich stuff— maison just means “house” in french, but in english mansion means “super fancy rich house”, for example. almost every english word we think of as a “five-dollar word”, with a lot of latinate or greek roots, probably comes from the french.
and this is hugely, hugely reflected by english swearing. the normans are all like, flatulence, buttocks, inferno, and the anglo-saxons are all like FART ARSE HELL. and they also keep their germanic words, with their germanic roots and vowels, for all the crude stuff and the lower-class stuff and the funny stuff and the gross stuff and, yeah, the angry stuff— you’re icily poisonous to someone in long latinate french-derived english, but you yell at them in simple short-voweled germanic english.
someone said we go to work in french, and we come home in german— that’s absolutely true. professional, academic diction is french-derived. casual, intimate, emotional diction is german-derived.
so we hear german as angry and ugly because our ears are used to hearing germanic words in angry or crude contexts— the same way that a lot of us hear french as a “classy” or “posh” language because our ears are used to hearing french-derived words in upper-class contexts! (and also, yes, cultural stereotypes and modern media depictions are quite happy to reinforce this image.)
THIS HAS BEEN: CONSIDER THE FOLLOWING
FEELINGS ABOUT THIS
so here’s an interesting fact: in the entirety of genesis and exodus, monotheism is not mentioned once.
not once! not at all! not until much later does anyone say “oh yeah there is only one god, none of the others exist.”
"but cat," you say, "what about the ten commandments?" well, i say, commandments #1 and 2 read, "i am god; you shall have no other gods before me.” the micha mocha, song of joy after traversing the red sea, says, “micha mocha ba-elim adonai?” which is usually translated as “who is like you among the gods that are worshiped”, but actually translates as “who is like you, adonai, among the gods?”
so there’s historical evidence that the early hebrews were henotheistic— they worshiped el/yahwe/adonai/whatever you wanna call him, but that didn’t necessarily mean that other gods didn’t exist.
now: reread the old testament in this light. it begins with this god creating the heavens and the earth— so he’s a creator god— and making the first man and woman, adam and eve.
so adam is our ancestor. then why are judaism, christianity, and islam called “the abrahamic religions” instead of “the adamic religions”, or something like that?
because when god comes to speak to humans in the old testament, every single time he begins, “i am the god of abraham”. because it’s abraham that he made the bargain with— if you will be my people, then i will be your god— and it’s abraham’s descendants who he’s agreed to keep the bargain with.
and chapter after chapter of the tanakh is lineages— they trace back the heritage of noah, of abraham, of moses, of david. who’s this prophet’s father? who was his father’s father? what was his exact family tree?
think about this group of middle easterners, shepherds and soldiers. when they sat down to write a book, what did they want that book to do? if you were in this great ancient desert, with other tribes constantly at war with you, no stable villages, no stable homes, what would you want from your god?
you want, firstly, a god who will unite you. and, secondly, a god who will defend you.
you’re lost and lonely, and the desert is wide, and you don’t know where your family is, or even who— you want a god who promises you will always be one people. you always will be safe. and your family will be as numerous as the grains of sand, as numerous as the stars in the sky.
so here is the point:
the point of the god of the tanakh is not to be kind, or to give you comfort, or to send you to some better afterlife.
it is to be metal as hell.
c’mon y’all. turning an entire river into blood? that is super metal. splitting an ocean? metal as shit. the god of the tanakh is not meant to be loving. he is meant to be hella punk rock. (why do you think they call him “awesome” all the time?)
because the old testament isn’t a story about god. it’s a story about family. it’s a family tree, it’s a family history, it’s a family set of rules. it’s a family with a god who is not the only god, but cooler than all the other gods, and more likely to be able to defend you.
which is why the torah is not in heaven, and why there really isn’t that much emphasis in judaism on loving god— i know christians are quite big on this, i know i heart jesus stickers are a thing, but we just really never did that. it’s not about god.
it’s just about us.