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100percent-concentrated-trash asked:

This blog is disgusting. It really is insulting to people who actually have autism. Mental illness is not some fashion or something that automatically makes you cooler. It's serious. And you're honestly making it a joke. Not everyone is autistic and I really hate how everyone on this blog is literally glorifying mental illness. Call me a hater but I really detest this blog. It's making autism into some joke. I guess everyone is ~autistic~ then since we all do strange things.

living up to the url i see


Thomas Jefferson Built this Country on Mastodons

  • by Cara Giaimo

“On July 4th, 1776, Thomas Jefferson had a lot on his mind. At 33, he was the youngest Virginia delegate at the Second Continental Congress. The War of Independence was raging all around him, and its resolution would either see him helping to lead a brand new nation or dragged back into a monarchical regime he detested. And now the greatest minds of all the thirteen American colonies were poring over his draft of the Declaration of Independence, preparing to vote on whether to make his vision a reality. It was a full day. However, the odds are pretty good that somewhere underneath that powdered wig, Jefferson was also thinking about mammoths. 

For most of his life, Thomas Jefferson was obsessed with mammoths. (More correctly, he was obsessed with American mastodons, tree-chewing cousins of mammoths that lived in the Northern part of the continent—but at the time, he and the rest of the world thought they were mammoths.) He liked theorizing about mammoths, he liked talking about mammoths, he liked making his friends rack up exorbitant postage bills in order to mail him mammoth teeth. And for decades, from the mid-1760s onward, he was particularly dedicated to one surprisingly high-stakes activity—convincing a famous French naturalist that mammoths were still out there, tearing up the wild West with their tusks. 

Jefferson liked science more than he liked politics. He was a fastidious vegetable breeder and weather recorder, he led the American Philosophical Society for eighteen years, and he once spent a while re-engineering the plow according to Newtonian principals. He particularly loved fossils, and collected and speculated on them so avidly that he is considered “the founder of North American paleontology,” says Dr. Mark Barrow, an environmental history professor at Virginia Tech.

Like the rest of the country, he was particularly enamored with one huge, mysterious type of fossil—the seven-foot tusks and and crate-sized jawbones that kept being dragged out of American salt licks and riverbeds. Mammoths and mastodons roamed the United States for millions of years, and when they went extinct at the end of the Pleistocene, they left plenty of forensic evidence behind. They first stampeded into the colonial imagination in 1705, when a tenant farmer in New York came across a molar “the size of a man’s fist.” This “tooth of a Giant” was sold, traded, and gifted around until it was famous on both sides of the ocean, and everyone was talking about the huge, mysterious “incognitum,” or “unknowable,” that had dropped its bones all over the continent and disappeared.

The incognitum slowly became more knowable, thanks partially to efforts of Jefferson and other big fans, who sent bits of it overseas to European scientists who could compare them to similar fossils. Experts debated whether it was a gentle grazer, or a terrifying carnivore capable of “mighty leaps.”  

But for Jefferson, the mammoth and its particulars were more than just scientific curiosities. As the Minutemen took on King George’s army, Jefferson was in the middle of a quieter war. He, too, was fighting for the future of his nation, but it was more of a rhetorical fight—one he couldn’t win with blood. So he decided to try bones instead—huge bones; bones that would show America’s adversaries what the young country was really made of” (read more).

***I haven’t read this yet but the title sounds promising.

(Source: Atlas Obscura)

permets-tu asked:

unpopular theatre opinion: i literally detest the phantom of the opera

AGREE TBH……….like i love the music but it’s just so boring to me oops sorry

and that makes me feel horrible because it was one of the first musicals i ever listened to but it’s not my??? cup of tea u feel, i like more modern/less uptight things

imo if by the end of the series the protagonists have become detestable and the antagonists have become sympathetic, u probly did something good

(via The History of The “Christian” Right - The Christian Left Blog)

The History of The “Christian” Right


They claim to know God, but by their actions they deny him. They are detestable, disobedient and unfit for doing anything good. ~  Titus 1:16

Churches used to be liberal throughout the modern history of Christianity in the United States, with notable periods of exception of course. Then came Ronald Reagan and Paul Weyrich among others.

Weyrich, the late religious conservative political activist, co-founder of the Heritage Foundation, and Godfather of The “Christian” Right, literally peddled various issues trying to galvanize a conservative “Christian” movement:

His hypothetical “Moral Majority” needed a catalyst—a standard around which to rally. For nearly two decades, Weyrich, by his own account, had been trying out different issues, hoping one might pique evangelical interest: pornography, prayer in schools, the proposed Equal Rights Amendment to the Constitution, even abortion. “I was trying to get these people interested in those issues and I utterly failed,” Weyrich recalled at a conference in 1990.

The 1978 Senate races demonstrated to Weyrich and others that abortion might motivate conservatives where it hadn’t in the past. He saw his opening and he never looked back.

Abortion is a made up issue designed to coalesce a right-wing political movement. It isn’t even mentioned in the Bible. When you get a chance, check out our related article on abortion.

Prior to the efforts of con-man Paul Weyrich, a 1968 a symposium sponsored by the Christian Medical Society and Christianity Today, the flagship magazine of evangelicalism, refused to characterize abortion as sinful, citing ‘individual health, family welfare, and social responsibility’ as justifications for ending a pregnancy.

This article in Politico explains the entire early history of The “Christian” Right in great detail. It is a must read. … As you will learn, abortion was just a ploy to rally a herd mentality. Bigotry was the real motivation behind the madness of Paul Weyrich.

There are many other facets to this story. Frank Schaeffer picks up where Politico left off in his book:
“Crazy for God: How I Grew Up as One of the Elect, Helped Found the Religious Right, and Lived to Take All (or Almost All) of It Back.”

Frank’s book is another “must read” for seekers of the Truth.

Keep reading

OUT.  / lays down & dreams of a day that people will appreciate my precious daughter as much as they would if she were a man. i am just so upset that i put all this time & effort into a muse that means the world to me & yet, she’s passed off because she’s not tumblr’s stereotypical ‘strong female character.’ just because she doesn’t want to kill people 24/7 or detests killing, does NOT mean she’s any less strong than your female faves?? i just wish people ( who even CLAIM to be more open to oc’s – esp. females ) would voluntarily interact with me so i’m not doing all the work. i’ve had this muse in my head since the 8th grade & now i’m 17 with a sure picture in my head of who she is & i want to share it with people!!! but it’s so disheartening to find people not interested in her, when i KNOW if i go to battlewrought, people will be halfway up my ass to write with me. ///:

Kismet || Elsa & Anna/Tushar

                                     A “Til Death” Prequel

Elsa detested meeting with dignitaries. They were stuffy and boring and hated everything good and fun on principle, it seemed. They existed to make her life more difficult and to test the limits of her anxiety. Of course, she was the very model of diplomacy whenever they visited–but as soon as they left she was known to visibly shrink by two whole inches on account of her relaxed slouch. Her advisory staff strongly encouraged her to break this habit, but she couldn’t help it. It was just so hard to be around people sometimes. 

Being queen had its perks, of course. It was just times like these, when she had to prepare to meet with yet another pompous, arrogant, entitled stuffed shirt who questioned her ability to govern her kingdom, that she struggled to remember what those perks were. To be fair, she’d never met with anyone from Maldonia before and she’d never heard anything particularly bad about them, but her prior experience wouldn’t convince her that this meeting would be any different. Reevaluating trade agreements were the worst, and for some reason, representatives and stewards couldn’t be trusted to handle it. So here she was.

Her handmaiden finished by placing a small but stately tiara in her hair–this was the easy part, simply greeting the Maldonian duke and his entourage, but it was still important to make a good impression. Her hair was arranged in an elegant bun, her gown was formally decorated in traditional Arendellian rosemaling, and her bright purple sash bore delicate golden embroidery with a shining gold crocus on the clasp. She was poised, she was regal, and she was more than ready to get this over with.

Hopefully Anna was awake and ready to go. She’d already thought of an excuse in case her sister had accidentally slept in, but she really hoped that she wouldn’t have to sit through this introduction (and possible tour) alone. If nothing else, surely she’d be there for the formal dinner later. 


ouai ouai laissez moi ouai ouai pourquoi pas et je mennuie jai que un cervea deux bras je sais rien faire jaffirme pas je sais pas souvent le temps cest du temps jen ai plein mais jai pas dargent je veux vivre sans mais dans la societe quand meme je vivre mort ca me satisfait jembete le vent je sui souvent sur son passage je le tape moi et mon neant nous savons faire remplir lespace la jolie deco la jolie demo tu joue tu joue plus ou tu paye et moi jai plus de quoi faire jai plus doreille je les use a vous ecouter baver avous ecouter respirer pourquoi personne mecoute moi parceque je parle pas pourtant quand ca va je parle je raconte la meme histoire et tu maime et tu me deteste et tu maime et apres tarrete 

So Obito has been consistently feeding stray cats since she was around seven years old. When she was around nine she spent about three weeks caring for this injured black kitten she found near her apartment. After careful instruction from the vets in the Inuzuka clan she bottle fed this scraggly little thing for a few weeks.

He’s still primarily and outdoor cat who comes to Obito for cuddles and will sleep in her bed on occasion. Obito calls him her little prince even though he grew up to be pretty large as far as cats go. He likes sleeping on Obito’s stomach while she reads.

Interesting to note that this cat is a mean, angry, fucker that detests basically everyone who isn’t Obito. Especially Kakashi. 

Minato stopped by Obito’s apartment once, made the mistake of trying to pet him and he straight up mauled Minato’s leg. Rin won’t go near him, Kakashi is routinely attacked, and every time he hisses at Kushina, Kushina probably hisses back at him.

I like to think the cat survived on birds and hand outs while Obito was away. Part of the reason her apartment didn’t get cleaned out is because Obito’s little prince was standing guard. When Obito came back, and vacated the Uchiha compound, he actually followed her to her new apartment.

He lives to be about twenty-two.

“Upon the bed there lay a nearly liquid mass of loathsome detestable putridity”

Illustration by Harry Clarke  for “The Facts in the Case of M. Valdemar” in Edgar Allan Poe’s Tales of Mystery and Imagination  1919.

anonymous asked:

I saw the POTO film and really didn't enjoy it, is the stage version better/different from the film?

Oh it’s so different, and it’s SO much better. Give the show another chance, and if you can ever see it live, I would highly recommend it! I really detest the film, but the live show is my favorite!

INFLIKT APRODUKTOVPAIN , 👿♠👿♠👿, in the darkness ov night, there’s no light in your eyes, a cross in your grave, your time has arrived !!!! IN THE NAME OF GAWD THEY LEFT YOU TO DIE !!!! 💀💀💀 #aproduktovpain #railroadpunk #squatorrot #crustpunk #2015yearofthestud #filthpunks #appalachianterrorunit #leftovercrack #dropdead #punktography #worship #detestation #dirt #profanerxistencr #punklife #upthepunx #squatterpunk (at hells railway )


The Styx (Ancient Greek: Στύξ, also meaning “hate” and “detestation”)  is a river in Greek mythology that formed the boundary between Earth and the Underworld (often called Hades which is also the name of this domain’s ruler). The rivers Styx, Phlegethon, Acheron, and Cocytus all converge at the center of the underworld on a great marsh, which is also sometimes called the Styx. The important rivers of the underworld are Lethe, Eridanos, and Alpheus.

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The gods were bound by the Styx and swore oaths on it. The reason for this is during the Titan war, Styx, the goddess of the river Styx, sided with Zeus. After the war, Zeus promised every oath be sworn upon her. Zeus swore to give Semele whatever she wanted and was then obliged to follow through when he realized to his horror that her request would lead to her death. Helios similarly promised his son Phaëton whatever he desired, also resulting in the boy’s death. According to some versions, Styx had miraculous powers and could make someone invulnerable. According to one tradition, Achilles was dipped in it in his childhood, acquiring invulnerability, with exception of his heel, by which his mother held him. This is the source of the expression Achilles’ heel, a metaphor for a vulnerable spot.

Styx was primarily a feature in the afterworld of Greek mythology, and similar to the Christian area of Hell in texts such as “The Divine Comedy” and “Paradise Lost”. The ferryman Charon is believed to have transported the souls of the newly dead across this river into the underworld, though in the original Greek sources, as well as in Dante, it was the river Acheron that Charon plied. Dante put Phlegyas over the Styx and made it the fifth circle of Hell, where the wrathful and sullen are punished by being drowned in the muddy waters for eternity, with the wrathful fighting each other.

In ancient times some believed that placing a coin in the mouth of the deceased would help pay the toll for the ferry to help cross the Acheron river which would lead one to the entrance of the underworld. If some could not pay the fee it was said that they would never be able to cross the river. This ritual was performed by the relatives. The variant spelling Stix was sometimes used in translations of Classical Greek before the 20th century. By synecdoche, the adjective stygian came to refer to anything dark, dismal, and murky.