lawless523:

shylocks:

really if you’re arguing that John can’t be in love with Sherlock because he’s straight (we don’t even know that) then I really hope you’re arguing with equal vigor that Irene was never in love with or had a crush on Sherlock because she’s gay

+1

I never read Scandal that way at all, honestly.  I think Irene was fascinated with Sherlock, and maybe he appealed to her in a way that previously she’s only recognized in women she was attracted to sexually; but it’s pretty clear throughout that she was playing Sherlock.  I reject Sherlock’s interpretation that she was in love with him, because it’s born out of both Sherlock’s inability to correctly interpret emotional cues and Moffat’s sexist approach to characterizing women in his shows.

Furthermore, Irene’s expression of orientation is a decision she gets to make- it’s not a category that we have the privilege of placing her in based on who she is attracted to or has slept with.  If she identifies as gay, then she’s gay, and it’s really not our place to say, “well, she was attracted to Sherlock so she’s not REALLY gay.”

Look, you can write whatever you want about John and Sherlock.  God knows I read enough smut about the two of them.  But if we’re talking about, not fanon or fanfic, but what’s actually happening on the show, don’t we need to recognize that when John repeatedly says, “I’m not gay” it means…he’s not gay?  It’s not about John’s feelings- first of all because he’s not real, and second because straight guys are not an oppressed class of people.  My concern is more that by saying, “Well John says he’s not gay but he totally IS because…” we’re reinforcing this idea that sexual  identity isn’t a way for a person to conceptualize themself, it’s a label that we get to force on someone regardless of what they think.  It’s the same rejection of self-determination that gives us gems like, “Well, you just haven’t met the right person yet” and “Well he said he’s bi but he married a woman, so clearly he’s straight.”

bewilderedmataeologist:

aphnorge:

mikulios:

figures are literally so useless like what am i supposed to do with them when i get old??? pass them down to my children as family heirlooms????

year 3000
"daddy, whats this?"
"ah, its our precious family heirloom. its been passed down for years. its sasuke uchiha."

Have you seen the amount of 1940s bollocks people insist are priceless treasure? “It’s a collection of art” no it’s 300 porcelain whimsies some nerd 70 years ago collected with the same fervour people now reserve for Yugioh cards.

But then there are the curios and shit people collected that have come back around the other side and are interesting because “wow, old-timey people were messed up.”  It makes you wonder what crap we put on our mantelpieces now that in a hundred years people will think is fascinating because it’s so weird and perverse.

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I’m so fucking angry right now

I’d never actually heard of Samuel R. Delany before this past weekend- except that his name was vaguely familiar, in the sense that maybe I’d passed over it in used bookstores before, or maybe because it’s just a good, solid name.  But I just read his book Babel-17, and it was fucking awesome.

Why had I never heard of this guy before, or this book?  It tied with Flowers for Algernon for the Nebula Award, did you know that?  So why was I stuck in middle school reading Flowers for Algernon when I could have been reading about awesome linguist-poets who befriend space pirates?  Look, I have read a fuck of a lot of scifi, okay.  I used to get lists of scifi books and go right down them.  I have taken a class specifically devoted to exploring science fiction as a literary art form.  So why were we reading incomprehensible post-modern bullshit and Ray Bradbury’s ham-fisted allegories when we could have been reading a book with a great female protagonist, some super interesting ideas and world-building, and female characters that aren’t just there to bone dudes, fix them dinner, and make them feel better about themselves?

It’s like if someone told you they were going to introduce you to the spectrum of possibility in science fiction tv programming, and instead of showing you Firefly, Star Trek, Battlestar Galactica, etc. etc., they just show you the entire run of The Jetsons.

madmaudlingoes:

Wanted: some way to check the WTNV tags without having to wade through an endless string of posts that are some variation on “Who cares what Cecil’s skin color is! All headcanons are equal! He could be purple for all we know!”

Because these people are so violently missing the damn point that it warps the space-time continuum.

A couple weeks ago a drunk and/or crazy woman on the bus started screaming shit and some dick started explaining to her how we lived in a post-racial society and many cultures in history practiced slavery so SHE was racist for calling her detractor a fat white asshole.  Meanwhile the fat white asshole kept shit-talking back to her and the rest of us on the bus were all rolling our eyes at each other, like, “Can you believe these idiots?”

It was like a perfect allegory for tumblr.  I couldn’t stop talking about it for two days.

animatedamerican:

shitifindon:

ozymandias271:

nihilsupernum:

bookhobbit:

inky-starlight:

bookhobbit:

airyairyquitecontrary:

karlbourbon:

if you’re struggling with homework, just pretend it’s for starfleet.

biology? no no, xenobiology. for when you’re on the enterprise and you have to examine flora and fauna of newly discovered planets

math? more like super important warp calculations

physics? gotta be like chekov hell yeah

english? no it’s a report for starfleet command

learning a language? channel nyota uhura 

gotta pop open a torpedo im really weapons expert carol marcus

My homework is about baking, though. Am I a replicator programmer?

Yes. You will soon have a very promising career collecting and inventing new recipes for the replicator, which will eventually lead to a prominent catering position for those special occasions when replicated food isn’t good enough. This will lead to you cater several starfleet diplomatic functions in the era of your choice. Probably the crew of your choice will be at one of them. The harder you study, the more you impress Julian or Data or whoever with the quality of your pastry. 

Does that work?

… Why in the world does Starfleet need an essay over Life of Pi?

I CAN ANSWER THIS QUESTION. I CAN TOTALLY ANSWER THIS QUESTION.

Okay, so, there’s this new alien species right? And they are super confused about human literature. It does not make sense to them. They just don’t see why you have to write down things that aren’t real! And there’s all this hidden meaning and stuff?? What the heck, they say. So you are part of a task force organized to write huge numbers of essays over famous works of Earth literature which are geared specifically towards this alien species. This assignment will help you land a better post once you graduate the Academy, because you’ll already have experience in interxenocultural relations.

Make that alien understand Life of Pi, cadet. Only you can do it.

Why does Starfleet need me to pretend that the way economists fuck up at math is rigorous? 

You have to try to understand Ferengi thought about economics. I know it’s hard, cadet! Federation-style socialism just makes so much more sense! But if we do not understand the Ferengi economists this diplomatic mission will fall through!

I LOVE THIS POST I WANT TO HUG THIS POST

oh wow it got better

it got WAY better

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mashable:

Video games can teach you some pretty valuable lessons.

The one for WoW should read, “If you try really hard, work your ass off, and become awesome at what you do, some asshole will hack into your account and steal all your shit.”

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