I can’t. Holy shit I just can’t
MY SCHOOL DID THE JEOPARDY MUSIC THING
So did mine.
IF THESE DIDN’T MAKE YOU CRY ON TOP OF EVERY OTHER FUCKING THING GOING ON IN THIS DAMN EPISODE THEN WE CAN’T BE FRIENDS
What’s that middle one?
That would be the very first time Myka and H.G. meet - Myka handcuffing H.G. to the chair in H.G. Wells’ house in London. :P (H.G. wastes no time…)
Yeah, seriously. Thanks, KK! :)
around this time last year people finally started taking notice of the food-related issues in the upper northern reaches of Canada; consider this your reminder that even since then, juice is still $26 in Pangnirtung, Nunavut, and that the predominately indigenous communities in Canada’s North are forced to pay extraordinarily exorbitant prices for basic groceries due to structural inequity and the contemporary effects of ongoing settler occupation.
I almost didn’t reblog this because it makes me so angrytiredsadfrustrated but that is a terrible reason to not signal boost the fuck out of this. I don’t know the solution to this kind of institutionalized problem of occupation/oppression, but not knowing is worse.
| — | “‘We Have Always Fought’: Challenging the ‘Women, Cattle and Slaves’ Narrative” by Kameron Hurley — A Dribble of Ink (via lastyearsgirl) |
staunchly asked: Yo, fuck the British Museum and their refusal to repatriate all the shit they stole when they were an empire. All their arguments against it are spurious as fuck,
Seriously, why do we even pretend that shit isn’t the world’s largest trove of stolen goods? Fuck those assholes, they are such monster pieces of shit.
“I still feel like I have a lot of growing up to do ‘til I find the voice. Everybody has their own voice and their own thing they want to say to the world.”
