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viciousilicious:

A few highlights from what has been called one of the worst interviews in recent history.


Cold.  And glorious.

Cold. And glorious.


kriatyrr:

backyarditarian:

widdershinsgirl:

ohgodhesloose:

cheskamouse:

jasoncanty01:

brightcopperpenny:

superpunch2:

Female pilots edited out of the Star Wars movies.

I saw the tweets about this today, and I was like oh yeah, I remember hearing about that.

And then I saw the pictures and just— wow. What it would have meant to have these women in the movie, all this time. I can’t properly articulate it but it’s hitting me unexpectedly hard.

Wow thats a shame, even a nice old lady too.  These Space Valkyries  should have been left in.

They really should have.

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WHAT.

THE.

FUCK.

I lived, ate, and breathed Star Wars from age 2 until 2005 when RotS finally beat the enthusiasm out of me, and I have NEVER, EVER in all my reading on behind-the-scenes and makings-of heard of these shots. It’s a shame there was no relaunched edit of the original trilogy they could have slipped these in OH FUCKING WAIT THERE’S BEEN LIKE 3 OF THOSE NOW.

Fuck. FUCK. Whoever decided to edit out and bury these needs to french kiss an angle grinder.

I want to see the old lady in the A-Wing. Seriously, it’s like, she’s somebody’s grandma. Some kid in the Outer Rim Territories got greased by the Empire for seeing something she wasn’t supposed to see, and her grandma, the bush pilot, decided “Fuck this, I’m gonna strap on an fighter and make the Empire fucking PAY for the moment it decided to fuck with MY FAMILY.”

DON’T. MESS. WITH. GRANDMA.

These are quickly being put into the “always reblog” category.

Whenever there is a war, there are women who are warriors. Then they get erased from history. Happens in real wars and fictional ones alike.


ladylucyloo:

severely-awesome:

Anti-Friendzone Makeup Tutorial

literally the most beautiful thing that ive ever watched


roachpatrol:

voyageviolet:

roachpatrol:

videodante:

Read them all here, I felt like this should be remembered somewhere because it’s really good.

YOO. 

If you try to tell me the Hunger Games isn’t good enough to go toe-to-toe with shit like 1984, Lord of the Flies, and Farenheit 451 then we are gonna have to throw the fuck down

All of this is an awesome read

And maybe I’ll have to actually read the Hunger Games now…

OKAY AND ANOTHER THING CUZ I’M STILL EXCITED about the hunger games is how much of it is about exploitation and denial of agency, how katniss’s body is absolutely a microcosm of her cause and her nation. it’s about the exploitation of resources, about control, control, control, of image, of options.

katnis is handled—she fights for her very most basic right to live and keep alive her family like the starved districts she comes from and so she accepts—has to accept— the role the capitol and later the rebellion itself lays out for her. step here. shoot this. sacrifice that. obey. and smile! and as she’s dragged through her paces so too is the exploited underclass, step for step…. and critics don’t notice, critics dismiss it, as we dismiss women and we dismiss girls.

we’re complicit in the exploitation of women. we’re complicit in the exploitation of the working class, in the consumption of cheap labor, in the consumption of bodies. these are comfortable narratives, lies we’re happy to buy— the author wrote for tv. she knows what sells and why, and she rips it all up and shows you how it works from the awful bleeding underside and still to promote the movie girls are sold capitol makeup. 

katniss’s world, her whole story, is a brutally direct allegory of the society in which collins wrote her books.

what a kick in the teeth. 



Acquiring a disability is a bit like getting home to find there’s a gorilla in your house. You contact the approved and official channels to get rid of infestations of wild animals (in this case, the NHS) and they umm and aah and suck air in through their teeth before saying something roughly equivalent to “what you’ve got ‘ere, mate, is a gorilla, and there ain’t really a lot what we can do about them, see…” before sending you back home to the gorilla’s waiting arms.

The gorilla in your house will cause problems in every part of your life. Your spouse may decide that (s)he can’t deal with the gorilla, and leave. Your boss may get upset that you’ve brought the gorilla to work with you and it’s disrupting your colleagues, who don’t know how to deal with gorillas. You’re arriving for work wearing a suit the gorilla has slept on. Some days you don’t turn up at all because at the last minute, the gorilla has decided to barricade you into the bathroom or sit on you so you can’t get out of bed. Your friends will get cheesed off because when you see them - which isn’t often, because they don’t want to come to your house for fear of the gorilla and the gorilla won’t always let you out - your only topic of conversation is this darn gorilla and the devastation it is causing.

There are three major approaches to the gorilla in your house.

One is to ignore it and hope it goes away. This is unlikely to work. A 300-lb gorilla will sleep where he likes, and if that’s on top of you, it will have an effect on you.

Another is to try and force the gorilla out, wrestling constantly with it, spending all your time fighting it. This is often a losing battle. Some choose to give all their money to people who will come and wave crystals at the gorilla, from a safe distance of course. This also tends to be a losing battle. However, every so often, one in a hundred gorillas will get bored and wander off. The crystal-wavers and gorilla-wrestlers will claim victory, and tell the media that it’s a massive breakthrough in gorilla-control, and that the 99 other gorilla-wrestlers just aren’t doing it right due to sloppy thinking or lack of committment. The 99 other gorilla-wrestlers won’t have the time or energy to argue.

I have known people spend the best years of their life and tens of thousands of pounds trying to force their gorillas to go away. The tragedy is that even if it does wander off for a while, they won’t get their pre-gorilla lives back. They’ll be older, skint, exhausted, and constantly afraid that the gorilla may well come back.

The third way to deal with the gorilla in your house is to accept it, tame it, and make it part of your life. Figure out a way to calm your gorilla down. Teach it how to sit still until you are able to take it places with you without it making a scene. Find out how to equip your home with gorilla-friendly furnishings and appliances. Negotiate with your boss about ways to accomodate, or even make use of, your gorilla. Meet other people who live with gorillas and enjoy having something in common, and share gorilla-taming tips.

People get really upset about this and throw around accusations of “giving up” and “not even trying”. They even suggest that you enjoy having a gorilla around because of the attention it gets you (while ignoring the massive pile of steaming gorilla-turds in your bedroom every morning and night, not to mention your weekly bill for bananas). The best way to deal with these people is to smile and remind yourself that one day, they too will have a gorilla in their house.

I found this on another website.  I couldn’t find an author listed but thought it was too good not to share.

Enjoy.. 

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This is great. Here’s the source.

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put-him-in-custardy:

this is how Parks and Recreation explained Chris Pratt’s weight loss for Guardians of the Galaxy