My little sister is having a little trouble with a person at her school because she likes reading and this person deems it ‘not cool’.
I want to prove to her that there are lots of people who love reading and think it is very much cool :D
A little reblog would be amazing! Thank you!
Unquestionably one of the coolest things on Earth, if not the coolest.
What’s a babblr ?
skeevy site. not associated with tumblr
“But if you forget to reblog Madame Zeroni, you and your family will be cursed for always and eternity.”
not even risking that shit
Kerbal Space Program: Build-Fly-Dream Trailer
#space #feels #nasa #spaceflight #gaming
anonymous is calling for an internet blackout on april 22nd in protest of CISPA, one that i will be joining. they are trying to convince major websites to shut down for 24 hours.
when we all blacked out for SOPA, it seemed to make a point. we can make a point again.
lets get #CISPAblackout trending on twitter and get the word around!
the west wing meme: ∞ eight speeches [5/8]
“You’re a son of a bitch, you know that? She bought her first new car and you hit her with a drunk driver. What, was that supposed to be funny? ‘You can’t conceive, nor can I, the appalling strangeness of the mercy of God,’ says Graham Greene. I don’t know who’s ass he was kissing there ‘cause I think you’re just vindictive. What was Josh Lyman? A warning shot? That was my son. What did I ever do to yours but praise his glory and praise his name? There’s a tropical storm that’s gaining speed and power. They say we haven’t had a storm this bad since you took out that tender ship of mine in the north Atlantic last year… 68 crew. You know what a tender ship does? Fixes the other ships. Doesn’t even carry guns. Just goes around, fixes the other ships and delivers the mail. That’s all it can do. Gratias tibi ago, domine. Yes, I lied. It was a sin. I’ve committed many sins. Have I displeased you, you feckless thug? 3.8 million new jobs, that wasn’t good? Bailed out Mexico, increased foreign trade, 30 million new acres of land for conservation, put Mendoza on the bench, we’re not fighting a war, I’ve raised three children… That’s not enough to buy me out of the doghouse? Haec credam a deo pio? A deo iusto? A deo scito? Cruciatus in crucem! Tuus in terra servus nuntius fui officium perfeci. Cruciatus in crucem. Eas in crucem! …You get Hoynes.”
…Always to be reblogged.
YES. I’m tired of all of you pretentious assholes saying that I’m not “really reading” because I use a kindle.
Yes, you are reading.You are just reading a “lesser” form of book. Reading isn’t just reading the words on a page/screen, it’s smelling the book, new or old, it’s wearing the books spine out after rereading it for the X’th time, it’s leaving crease marks on a page you flipped too fast because you were that eager to get to the next page, and most of all, it’s losing yourself in a book to the point where the world around you no longer exists. And I, for one, cannot lose myself in an electronic screen. The words of a real book take on a depth that cannot ever be recreated on anything electronic. So you may be reading a book, but you will never truly experience a book unless you read it in a printed medium.
What ineffable twaddle.
If it’s a large chunk of narrative prose that contains a story with a beginning, a middle and an end, then it’s a book, whether it’s inside an electronic device or between paper covers or boards.
If you can surrender yourself so deeply to a story that you forget whether you’re holding a device or something bound between covers, or even (at best) that you exist at all, then the most important thing has happened. You are in the white-hot core of reading, and the very last things that can possibly matter are paper weights or smells or other mere details of materials technology. You won’t have time to get all precious about your sensoria, because the story will be ruthlessly overriding yours until it’s wrung you out and let you go. If you’re purposely stopping in mid-tale to waste your time gourmandizing over the smell of the binding, you’re not a reader: you’re (at best) very confused or (at worst) a garden-variety snob.
(eyeroll) Of course physical books have a unique beauty. But that beauty is only of value because of the content: the words, the stories. Remove those and all the paper and leather are rendered merely vaguely attractive decorative objects. It’s what’s inside that counts.
The contents of a Kindle or an iPad can leave you as effectively heartbroken or weeping with joy as the most beat-up paperback or busted-spined tome. If old reading habits can’t be broken, if you prefer books, fine. Read them. But don’t presume to talk down to fellow readers because of footling differences about format.
(ETA: whoops, I plagiarized Arthur Conan Doyle. Sorry, Artie.)
Apparently CISPA just passed the House of Representatives. At least one Senator is using the attacks on Boston as an excuse I mean reason to pass it into law.
If you’re not familiar with how laws are passed in America (and apparently a lot of Americans aren’t), first the bill is introduced in either the House or the Senate. If the bill is passed, it moves onto the other branch, and if it’s passed there, it moves onto the president, who can either sign it into law, or veto is, as Obama is vowing he’ll do if he has to. However, it’s possible for the House and Senate to override the veto if two-thirds of both vote to do so.
Now, the House is controlled by the Republicans, and the Senate is controlled by the Democrats, so it’s unlikely that a veto override will happen.
That doesn’t mean we can ignore this. Nothing is solid in politics, and at this point in history, the majority of the people in control of the American government don’t care about anyone other than themselves. More than that, this issue is too crucial to sit back on. Even if it’ll be vetoed, we need to make a statement.
They haven’t chosen a date yet, but if you follow the link in the source, you’ll get to sign up to find out when and how to participate.
Welcome to Day 1 of Stop CISPA 2.0.
For fucks sake I THOUGHT WE WON ALREADY. It seems like we go through this every freakin’ year!
Welp, just another day on the job. You all know what to do…
GUYS LOOK THIS IS PRETTY FUCKING IMPORTANT
Can we all take a minute and appreciate that hundreds of years ago a person poured hours of hard work into painting cherubs making human fart bubbles.
Says something about us as a species, doesn’t it. Can’t wait to see some museum curator explaining this one to a Vulcan…
Wait a second… that’s a bubble wand. Did they have bubble wands like that hundreds of years ago? Was that even invented yet?
I call shoop