Do you ever have a problem where you just don’t know how to reply to an argument, not because you don’t know the answer, but you just don’t know where to begin? Like, the foundation of knowledge you’d need to impart to this person before you could even begin to drag them out of their sinkhole of ignorance would cost thousands of dollars if it were coming from a university?
Yes. And then, sadly, as you grow older, you’ll begin to recognize *lots* of moments in your own life where someone else had the exact same reaction to you and your argument, and it will *haunt* you because you’ll wonder… what didn’t I know?
Rae: “I just can’t eat in front of people.”
Stacey: “Why not?”
Rae: “Well, because, if I eat unhealthy food, then people will think ‘Oh, look at that fat cow. No wonder she got to that size,’ and if I eat healthy food, then they think ‘Well, who’re you trying to kid, love? You didn’t get to that size by eating salads.’”The fat experience in a nutshell. Bloody hell, My Mad Fat Diary is brilliant.
I once had a nurse practitioner say the exact same thing as the last gif.
I got to my size by eating fresh prawn and mint spring rolls and promite on toast with cream cheese and hot beef pho and homemade curry turkey pie with carrots and peas and dates stuffed with apple slices and teriyaki chicken and and and cranberries fresh out of a bog and cinnamon raspberry sorbet and kimchi and toasted coconut water and bi bim bhap and toasted swiss cheese sandwiches and tomato soup with a sprig of fresh dill and and boston clam chowder and nantucket oysters and blueberries and key lime tarts and molasses and ginger protein powder milkshakes.
I fucking love food. Food is a necessity made glorious with the frivolity of flavor.
Fives by fives.
my whole life is a lie.
5 by 5 is an old radio communications thing, it means the signal is loud and clear.
YES! I actually remember my dad using it on our Atlantic crossings when we live on the boat! So I wasn’t completely dreaming when i thought it was slang of some kind.
It’s actually a reference to signal strength and clarity. The first number is meant to indicate how strong the signal is - one being weakest and five being strongest. The second is meant to indicate how clear the signal is (analog had a lot of static), with one being full of static and five being very clear.
So a report of two by five would mean, you’re not really loud but you’re perfectly clear. A report of five by one would mean you’re very loud but I can’t understand a single thing you’re saying because it’s all garble. Five by five means you’re coming in loud and perfectly clear.
Lucy Liu at the 2012 NYWIFT Muse Awards (x)
I’m reblogging this because it explains something to me. She’s a massive movie star, someone who could command huge amounts of cash for her work in Hollywood, and she chose to go into a TV show. And I didn’t understand why. I think her performance in Elementary is tremendous, and interesting, and very nuanced - and I could see that the show was giving her a chance to show her stuff as an actor, which Hollywood hadn’t done because they mostly saw her as a sex symbol. But she could have done that in movies, sort of, and I didn’t understand why TV. This explains why TV. Because despite the massive asian population in the US, and I do mean massive - there are no other asian actors woking as the lead on a TV show at this time. And she has the power to do this, to pull this off, to be an asian actress on TV as a lead and still get audiences. To convince the whackjob guys with money that this can happen and make it work.
I’ve rarely been so proud of a stranger. This was a brilliant tactical move on her part for racial diversity in our country.
All in all, Elementary has turned out to be a much, much deeper show than I’d ever have expected. There should be an award for “sleeper show which looks like pure entertainment but really it’s sneaking up on you and delicately discussing important social issues while you’re not looking”.
Another gorgeous sci-fi movie with excellent hard science in it. Piss-poor safety rating for the design of that particular spacecraft - but excellent science.
One of the most profound concepts we have as a species is that there’s a difference between a person and the body they inhabit. Lose a leg in a car accident, lose a breast to cancer, donate a kidney - you aren’t any less of a person. We believe racism and sexism to be wrong based on the fact that the person inhabiting the body is still a person no matter what color or gender they are. We dye our hair, we get nose jobs, we work out and grow beards and wear bright colors so our bodies will match our minds. We never tell people to change how they think to match their body - it’s deeply offensive to say, you’re too small to want that high-powered job, nobody wants their boss to be a midget. We know it’s wrong because we know the person is more than their body.
How then can we allow a legal system to create laws discriminating against gay couples for consensual adult sex conducted in the privacy of their own home, and call it fair or right? How can bodies, that accident of genetics, be more important than personhood - but only for this one thing that doesn’t have anything to do with anyone else?
In private, you paint your toenails. You cover it up with socks, with shoes, but if someone knew you did this - well. You could be denied service at a restaurant, even if your whole family were eating there. You could call a plumber and have them come to your house, only to be left standing in rising water when he saw the bottles of polish. Because of a thing that impacts no-one but you and your significant other.
It’s wrong. It’s so wrong people have to make up excuses, defensively, when they make these sorts of laws. They have to scramble and re-word and market it as something else because they know, they *know* this isn’t right. That it’s not true or just or good or beautiful to act this way.
Walk up to someone gay and tell them to their face that you won’t serve them because they’re gay, and then come tell me it’s ok because that’s what your religion demands, that the leaders of your faith - the people you admire and follow - are good people. Tell me no part of you feels small and ashamed for behaving that way to another person.