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here’s a cool space fact: the largest galaxy in our local group, the andromeda galaxy, is headed straight towards the milky way. at some point the two galaxies are going to collide with each other and together form a new, bigger galaxy. however, even though andromeda contains 1 trillion stars and the milky way 300 billion, the distance between stars is so huge that the chances of even two stars colliding are minimal.

Hey so facts are nice, aren’t they?

Dan has, as of 8/12/16, roughly 6,003 million subscribers. That makes him the 182th most subscribed YT channel.

Phil has, as of 8/12/1, roughly 3,694 million subscribers. That makes him the 377th most subscribed YT channel.

There are over 2440 YT channels with over a million subscribers.

Youtube has more than a billion users. 300 hours of video are uploaded to it each minute. 

There are millions of people trying to make it, billions of people imagining what it’d be like to try, thousands upon thousands of people struggling to hold on to the interest they once held.

Dan gains around 19k subscribers a week, Phil gains about 16k a week. Both of their channels continue to grow, and the numbers are neither huge nor disappointing, they fall somewhere in the middle and suggest steady growth over a long period of time.

Dan’s biggest subscriber spike dates back years, they’ve actually been gaining subs in similar speed for a very long time now.

Now, when I say they’re not impressive, there are channels with similar view & sub count as theirs that gain several times more per week. ThatcherJoe gains around 60k per week, as does Caspar Lee.

When I say they’re also not disappointing, you can look at Tyler Oakley, who has over 8 million subscribers but has actually been losing about 5k subscribers a week.

What should also be noted is that sub count is hardly everything. Marcus Butler has 4,5 million subscribers, for instance, but his videos are hitting somewhere around 300 - 600k. Charlie McDonnel has 2,3 million subscribers and despite once making videos that would hit several millions of views each, he’s now getting around 200k per video.

You don’t make a dime on subscribers who don’t watch your videos. You get paid per click or watchtime, depending on whether you’re a YT Red subscriber or not.

There isn’t typically an AmazingPhil video that doesn’t hit 1,5 million views in about a few weeks, and there typically isn’t a danisnotonfire video that doesn’t get to 2 million views in the same period of time.

That has been a trend for years.

Both Dan and Phil do really, really well on YT. Individually and as a duo. And the fact that they’re years in and have still managed to keep people interested is a far better indicator of that than a subscriber milestone.

And yeah, sure, you might want Phil to have 6kk, too. Hell, you might want him to have 10kk subscribers. That’s fine. But success cannot be actually measured in deserving, it’s a weird mixture of chance and daring and hard work and sheer stupid luck.

But what I want you to step back from and reconsider is feeling in any way sorry for Phil. Because he’s in the Top 400 on a site of billions, he’s not lost inspiration or determination in 10 years, people still want to watch his videos, he’s currently touring the world, and he probably makes more money than some small developing states.

And trying to convince yourself otherwise just cause the dude he works & lives with, whose success he shares, has higher numbers - why? I can’t help but feel like that reduces Phil to someone to measure Dan’s success by & vice versa.

So yeah. I do want tell you to subscribe to Phil if you wanna, cause he’s awesome, and same goes for Dan.

But mostly? I just kind of wish we stopped embarrassing Phil. Cause he does pretty damn fine for himself, if you ask me.

“Palestine spends all of its aid money on weapons to fight Israel” is the strangest accusation because one, money is fungible, and two, what do you think Israel spends $300 billion dollars in US aid on? Latke subsidies and over elaborate bar mitzvah celebrations?

True it might be that the Palestinians have a greater need for infrastructural and education spending (Their shit keeps blowing up for some reason), but apparently Israel has a massive homelessness problem that it hasn’t solved because I’m told that it’s a humanitarian action for them to build homes outside of their borders.

Just called my Representative’s local office to ask him not to vote to repeal the ACA during the House’s vote tomorrow. Because my Rep is a republican who runs on integrity and fiscal responsibility, I focused on these things when I called.

Here is what I told the staffer who answered:

“Hi, my name is [Name]. I’m a constituent of Representative [Name]’s, and I live in [city]. I’m calling to tell him that I want him to vote No on repealing the Affordable Care Act in the House’s vote tomorrow. I believe that repealing the ACA at this point is fiscally irresponsible, as it will add over 300 billion dollars to the national deficit. Fiscal responsibility is one of the most important factors to me when deciding who to vote for, and this will be one of the issues that will influence my decision in the next election.”

He then asked for my phone number and e-mail address, and we told each other to have a nice day.

In case you have a conservative Rep to call and would like a script for calling them, you can use or modify what I just said. I didn’t mention that I never voted for the man to begin with and wouldn’t vote for him next election either. Let him think his loyal constituents, his shoo-in votes, are the ones disturbed by this. Cite the values they run on as your own.

Call if you can, at all. Even if your voice shakes, speak.


A Sky Full of Stars - John Murphy x Reader

A/N: This takes place on The Ark before Murphy got sick and everything went to hell.

There are roughly 300 billion stars in the Milky Way. 300 billion exploding balls of hydrogen and helium that light up the otherwise dark atmosphere. Amongst this sky full of stars is the Ark, a floating utopia whose inhabitants have never known a sky devoid of stars.

She enters a bedroom she’s all too familiar with, stepping into the room quietly. The door closes behind her softly, a nearly inaudible click of metal latching as she settles down on the bed, careful to not disturb the sleeping boy beside her. His dark brown hair rests in wisps across his forehead while his usually mischievous green eyes are closed, but she swears she can see them darting back and forth underneath his pale, veiny eyelids as he dreams.

There’s a book atop of his chest that’s rising and falling in time with his steady breath. The elegant script on the cover of the book reads “Shakespeare’s Sonnets”.

She lets out a breathy laugh, covering her mouth with her fingers to not rouse him. “Nerd.”

“I prefer the term ‘educated’,” he replies, his eyes remaining unopened and his voice raspy with sleep, “and you’re the one watching me sleep you creep.”

“Wow that rhymed, maybe you should write a Sonnet,” she giggles pleasantly, “John Murphy, the great Shakespeare of The Ark.”

“Oh, shut up,” Murphy rolls his eyes before removing the book from his chest and sitting up straight as the sonnets drop to the floor with a dull thud. 

Waking up to see her sitting on his bed with her camera, or polaroids, in her hands has become the norm so he no longer startles when he falls asleep alone and wakes up to company. More often than not he’ll come home to find her and Mbege in the living room watching an old sports game with his parents. Murphy will scold them in a half-ass manner with an exasperated “I don’t remember inviting you guys over, but feel free to sit on my couch and eat my food with my parents,” but truth be told he can’t help but feel disappointed on the rare occasions that they aren’t there.

“Did you get more film?” Murphy nods to the beaten up camera resting on her lap. He wonders how many rolls of film that old thing has been through, how many memories it has captured. If he were to step into her room right now the walls would be lined with pictures of unsuspecting citizens of The Ark doing mundane things, the stars that can be seen through the glass separating them from outer space, him and Mbege doing stupid things or being completely unaware that they’re even being photographed, and the occasional shot of the three of them when they can talk her into getting in front of the lens. 

“You bet your ass I did. The blood moon is tonight, which is actually why I’m here. Mbege wants us to meet him in the East Wing so we can watch it in front of that big window,” she explains excitedly, bouncing her knees in anxious anticipation.

“And here I thought you just wanted to see me,” Murphy faux pouts, his bottom lip jutting out in exaggeration. 

She leans forwards to grab both of his cheeks with one hand, further exaggerating the pout of his lips. “Sweetheart, I see you more than I see the inside of my own eyelids.”

“Your dramatization is noted,” Murphy replies when she releases his face and stands up.

“I’m serious!” she says as she snaps a shot of an unprepared Murphy. The flash makes him recoil.

“That was not a photo op!” Murphy whines in protest, covering his face incase a second photographic ambush comes his way.

“Life is a photo op,” she grins, “Now c’mon we’re gonna miss it.” She grabs his arms, pulling him off the bed and towards the door as he blinks rapidly.

“Well I’m fucking blind now thanks to you so it’s not like I’ll be able to see it anyways.”

“Who’s being dramatic now?” she rolls her eyes as they head for the East Wing.


Mbege sits on the floor of the hallway with his arms resting across his knee caps. His back is completely blacked out while the glow of the stars and moon cast a silvery, reddish haze over his face. The skin on his knuckles are frayed and raw- the aftermath of a day spent sparring with his father. 

“Hey losers,” Mbege grins lopsidedly, peering over his shoulder to greet his friends. 

“That is the most unoriginal thing you have ever said,” Murphy scrunches up his face in distaste.

“Well we can’t all be future Shakespeares, Murphy,” Mbege asserts.

“Would you two quit it with that,” Murphy grumbles, lowering himself to the floor to sit with one leg outstretched and then other toward his chest to rest his one elbow on.

“I shall not,” she retorts, kneeling behind Murphy and placing the camera on top of his head to steady it.

“What the fresh hell are you doing?” Murphy inquires, his head instinctively looking up to asses the situation.

“Hold still,” she scolds, tipping his head back down. “I don’t want the shots to come out blurry.”

“Human tripod,” Mbege laughs.

Murphy glares in response but doesn’t dare turn his head for fear of what would happen if he messed up her shot.

“Can I make a suggestion?” Mbege chimes in hesitantly.

“Hmm?” she tears her gaze away from the camera.

“Put down the camera and just enjoy what’s happening now. I think the memory will be better than any picture could ever be,” he assures softly. 

Murphy reaches up cautiously to retrieve the camera from his head, careful not to drop it. He passes it over to Mbege who lets it rest on the ground beside him. She sighs, nodding her head in silent agreement to let it be for the rest of the night.

Instead of taking a seat beside Murphy she leans into the side where his leg is outstretched, settling into the natural curve of his body. His eyes widen in surprise but he doesn’t move or say anything. Mbege is unfazed. He always had a sneaking suspicion.

They sit like this for awhile, watching the blood moon. The shadows give their faces a muted reddish glow while the stars add flecks of a subtle gray. Murphy lets his head dip to rest against the top of hers as tiredness begins to take hold. His lips brush against her hair in a walks the line between just friends and something more. Mbege reaches for the camera quietly as to not attract attention to himself. Contrary to what he was preaching earlier, some moments should be captured with photographic evidence. He presses a button that releases a shutter without the flash.

There’s 300 billion something stars in this galaxy and somehow the sight of his two best friends is more awe-insprining than all those exploding balls of hydrogen and helium.


*Not my gifs (X) (X) *


The center of the Milky Way galaxy is currently a quiet place where a supermassive black hole slumbers, only occasionally slurping small sips of hydrogen gas. But it wasn’t always this way. A new study shows that 6 million years ago, when the first human ancestors known as hominins walked the Earth, our galaxy’s core blazed forth furiously. The evidence for this active phase came from a search for the galaxy’s missing mass.

Measurements show that the Milky Way galaxy weighs about 1-2 trillion times as much as our Sun. About five-sixths of that is in the form of invisible and mysterious dark matter. The remaining one-sixth of our galaxy’s heft, or 150-300 billion solar masses, is normal matter. However, if you count up all the stars, gas and dust we can see, you only find about 65 billion solar masses. The rest of the normal matter – stuff made of neutrons, protons, and electrons – seems to be missing.

“We played a cosmic game of hide-and-seek. And we asked ourselves, where could the missing mass be hiding?” says lead author Fabrizio Nicastro, a research associate at the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics (CfA) and astrophysicist at the Italian National Institute of Astrophysics (INAF).

“We analyzed archival X-ray observations from the XMM-Newton spacecraft and found that the missing mass is in the form of a million-degree gaseous fog permeating our galaxy. That fog absorbs X-rays from more distant background sources,” Nicastro continues.

The astronomers used the amount of absorption to calculate how much normal matter was there, and how it was distributed. They applied computer models but learned that they couldn’t match the observations with a smooth, uniform distribution of gas. Instead, they found that there is a “bubble” in the center of our galaxy that extends two-thirds of the way to Earth.

Clearing out that bubble required a tremendous amount of energy. That energy, the authors surmise, came from the feeding black hole. While some infalling gas was swallowed by the black hole, other gas was pumped out at speeds of 2 million miles per hour (1,000 km/sec).

Six million years later, the shock wave created by that phase of activity has crossed 20,000 light-years of space. Meanwhile, the black hole has run out of nearby food and gone into hibernation.

This timeline is corroborated by the presence of 6-million-year-old stars near the galactic center. Those stars formed from some of the same material that once flowed toward the black hole.

“The different lines of evidence all tie together very well,” says Smithsonian co-author Martin Elvis (CfA). “This active phase lasted for 4 to 8 million years, which is reasonable for a quasar.”

The observations and associated computer models also show that the hot, million-degree gas can account for up to 130 billion solar masses of material. Thus, it just might explain where all of the galaxy’s missing matter was hiding: it was too hot to be seen.

More answers may come from the proposed next-generation space mission known as X-ray Surveyor. It would be able to map out the bubble by observing fainter sources, and see finer detail to tease out more information about the elusive missing mass. The European Space Agency’s Athena X-ray Observatory, planned for launch in 2028, offers similar promise.

Food Waste Is Becoming Serious Economic and Environmental Issue, Report Says

From The New York Times:

A report released Wednesday shows that about 60 million metric tons of food is wasted a year in the United States, with an estimated value of $162 billion. About 32 million metric tons of it end up in municipal landfills, at a cost of about $1.5 billion a year to local governments.

The problem is not limited to the United States.

The report estimates that a third of all the food produced in the world is never consumed, and the total cost of that food waste could be as high as $400 billion a year. Reducing food waste from 20 to 50 percent globally could save $120 billion to $300 billion a year by 2030, the report found.

“Food waste is a global issue, and tackling it is a priority,” said Richard Swannell, director of sustainable food systems at the Waste and Resources Action Program, or Wrap, an antiwaste organization in Britain that compiled the new report. “The difficulty is often in knowing where to start and how to make the biggest economic and environmental savings.”

Not exactly a fun read — but an informative one! 

Prior Unconsumption posts related to food waste (the problem, and some creative experiments that address it) here.

The World Organization of Jews from Arab Countries (WOJAC) estimated in 2006, that Jewish property abandoned in Arab countries would be valued at more than $100 billion, later revising their estimate in 2007 to $300 billion. They also estimated Jewish-owned real-estate left behind in Arab lands at 100,000 square kilometers (four times the size of the state of Israel).

Abandoned, not by choice but forcefully. Many countries robbed them before they left or did not allow them to take anything

The World Organization of Jews from Arab Countries (WOJAC) estimated in 2006, that Jewish property taken or forcefully abandoned in Arab countries would be valued at more than $100 billion, later revising their estimate in 2007 to $300 billion. They also estimated Jewish-owned real-estate left behind in Arab lands at 100,000 square kilometers (four times the size of the state of Israel).
5 companies grab 70% of your online dollars
The Internet was supposed to democratize and open up information, commerce and communication. But so far, the spoils are going to a relative few.

Now that social media giant Facebook (FB) has reported its quarterly profit, investors can see how lucrative Internet business has become for the industry’s winners. Just five companies in the Internet Software and Services and Internet and Catalog Retail industries within the Russell 3000 index, including Amazon (AMZN), Google holding company Alphabet (GOOGL) and Facebook, collected 70% of the industry’s more than $300 billion in revenue the past 12 months, according to a USA TODAY analysis of data from S&P Capital IQ. Even that statistic masks just how concentrated the Internet business is. Amazon and Alphabet together hauled in 57% of the total revenue generated by the Internet companies over the past 12 months.

The big three Internet companies – Amazon.com, Alphabet, and Facebook – command more than 70% of the industry’s total market value of $1.5 trillion. Meanwhile, smaller players are falling further behind. Online coupon provider,Groupon (GRPN), is the latest smallish Internet company that has faded as the big players get even more dominant. Groupon is the 11th largest Internet company in the Russell 3000 by revenue, but has slipped to the point its shares are trading for just few bucks. Shares have lost nearly two-thirds of their value this year and are trading Thursday less than $3 a share.

Even Yahoo (YHOO), which some people continue to think of as an Internet titan, only brought in 1.6% of the Internet industry’s revenue over the past 12 months and online streaming service Netflix (NFLX) brought in 2.1%.

The Internet isn’t alone in being highly concentrated. Ford (F) and General Motors (GM) together haul in two-thirds of the revenue generated by companies in the Automobile and Components industry.