You know what’s disconcerting? When a scene involving two people is filmed from several angles at different takes, and during the different takes there are minute differences in the positions of the two people, so that when the takes are spliced together on the close-ups of one person the two people are closer than on the close-ups of the other person.
It’s fucking weird.
| — | Caitlin Moran, “How to Be a Woman” (via Buffy Plays With Demons) |
actual idea from cosmopolitan magazine
Hahaha oh cosmo.
Please don’t do this. If you were to have intercourse after eating a donut off of their genitals, you would likely cause yourself a rather uncomfortable bacterial infection. Sugar and Sex are not the best combination!
I might have posted this already but here’s thesexuneducated offering a much better-worded response.
Seriously? Sugar+genitalia= yeast infections. Jesus Tapdancing Christ. I hate Cosmo. Wackest magazine ever. Does no one proof read this stuff?
I JUST WANT THE DOUGHNUT.
There is always room for Chiwetel Ejiofor; if I didn’t imagine the 221B characters to be considerably younger, he would be my Watson!
LET’S HEAR MORE ABOUT THIS CHARACTER. Why did he join the Constabulary? Did he go in with his eyes open, or is he disillusioned from years of knowing that his colleagues’ respect for him will always be conditional? (He’s well-spoken, he doesn’t ‘act black’, he’s ‘not like that, if you know what I mean’.) If he trusts Holmes and Watson, while many of his colleagues dismiss them, how does he help them? How does he walk that tightrope? How do Holmes and Watson feel about him?
What’s his history? Family life? Political views or lack thereof? Did I just headcanon that he’s gay? I think I did? Whoops?
He joined because he wanted to make a difference, he wanted to be one of those police officers that roots into the community, that the kids trust. He joined because they let you sign up with just GCSEs and a fitness test, because his school was crummy and he knew that he wouldn’t pull through A-levels. He joined because he needed a job, fast, and because the local station was desperate. He never lets them transfer him out of the poor areas, walking up and down the Murder Mile until his feet pinch his shoes.
He’s the kind of police officer that doesn’t let up at protests and riots and parades, but he’s also the kind that doesn’t hurt people. He stands as solid as a wall and he protects the people, all of them. When protests go bad, he’s the officer that gets hurt the worst, and he’s the officer that just keeps getting back up, thinning innocents away from troublemakers and protecting the people, all the people, his people.
He’s the kind of police officer who smiles at the race jokes and the gay jokes and who wishes there was more he could do to stamp down on the bastards he sees at work, wishes he could fix all of London.
He’s walking his beat in the middle of the summer when he meets Holmes, and it’s all downhill from there. He helps the kid once, just once, and he can see the white officers biting back slurs and worse. Holmes picks a lock and catches a murderer and he gets hauled up for report because he let the kid break into a boating club.
He rides the free bikes and eats his five a day. This is London, his London, and he’s not dying on it yet. He almost thinks Holmes will understand that kind of love until he finds him on a park bench with his eyes glazed over.
It’s simple. The drugs or the cases. He’ll risk his job on this kid, but not if he’s shooting up. Not if he’s a junkie. Not if he makes it easy for them to ignore him. Shape up, kid, go home and breathe, come back when you’re clean. Or don’t come back at all.
legitimate criticisms of feminism:
-transmisogyny and the lack of inclusion of transwomen
-the racist history behind it and the lack of inclusion of woc
-ignoring and invalidating women with disabilities
-pretty much anything that falls under lack of intersectionality
-internalized misogyny and girl hate
-promotion of political lesbianism
-radscum
illegitimate criticisms of feminism:
-a feminist was really mean to me once
-they’re sexist against men
SIR ARTHUR CONAN DOYLE, WRITER OF THE FAMOUS SHERLOCK HOLMES STORIES, HAS RISEN FROM THE DEAD AND IS WALKING AROUND IN LONDON! WHEN QUESTIONED, HE SAID,
CAN YOU TELL ME WHERE THIS MOFFAT FUCKER LIVES? JAYSUS FUCKING CHRIST, A BLOKE’S TRYING TO REST IN PEACE IN ETERNITY AND UP…
The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money.
Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars. Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.
But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that’d still be keeping his feet dry in ten years time, while a poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.
| — | the Captain Samuel Vimes “Boots” theory of socioeconomic unfairness (via bramblepatch) |
