altnonfic:

Feb 28, 2013 - By wearing different colored hats, over 2,600 employees at Genentech (in San Francisco) celebrated the 60th anniversary of the discovery of DNA, which (according to some) occurred in England on Feb 28, 1953, but knowledge of a hypercomplex macromolecule in the nucleus dates back to the 1800s, and perhaps even earlier. 

altnonfic:

Feb 28, 2013 - By wearing different colored hats, over 2,600 employees at Genentech (in San Francisco) celebrated the 60th anniversary of the discovery of DNA, which (according to some) occurred in England on Feb 28, 1953, but knowledge of a hypercomplex macromolecule in the nucleus dates back to the 1800s, and perhaps even earlier. 

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Dearest Beloved Girl,

This letter is an apology. An apology for being an adult who has failed to make the world safe for you. Because you should be safe. Even when you make the sometimes stupid, often naive choices that teens make, you should be safe.

Your vulnerability should not invite assault and attack of your body or your spirit. And so I am sorry, because  we have failed to teach your male peers that they have no right to touch you without your consent or to use you to meet their needs or to discard you if your victimization does not fit their life plan. I am sorry we have failed you.

This letter is also a note of gratitude for your willingness to report this crime, to take the stand, and to endure the viciousness hurled at you this week. I know the words that run in a loop in your mind. Don’t tell. If you tell, no one will believe you. If you tell, everyone will think you are a whore. Sometimes he is the one who says them first, spewing the words like mold spores that grow in the darkness of your silence. Sometimes it’s your own voice telling you, I can’t tell. No one will believe me. It’s the reason 54%of  survivors never report the assault. It’s the reason I kept my secret for nearly a decade. But not you, beloved. You demanded the right to be heard.

You may have lost your voice that night, but you found it again when you told the truth–even though you knew, didn’t you? You knew just how relentlessly they would try to silence you.

You knew that neighbors, and friends, and even members of the national media would mourn the loss of your attackers’ football careers more than the loss of your innocence. You knew that even those who claimed to be sympathetic would pass along the pictures of your assault with a tone deaf voyeurism that seeks to make you a thing instead of a person. I think maybe you knew, or suspected these things, but you spoke out anyway.

And that…that is astonishing. And I want to say thank you, because you did what so many of us never find the strength to do. You spoke for yourself. You spoke for the 44% of rape victims who are under 18–and you spoke for my 14-year-old self, who still hears that threat echoing in my head, “Don’t tell. No one will believe you.”

So, this is my apology and this is my gratitude. This is me saying, “I believe you.”

And I believe you are inherently valuable. Not as a character in some grotesque news cycle where your assault is all we know, but as a girl with hopes and dreams and ambitions and vulnerabilities and so much more growing up to do. I never need to know your name, but I need you to know you are not alone. Surviving is not a single occurrence, it is a lifetime of making choices that honor you and your right to speak. You have begun surviving. You will continue surviving. And if you ever get down, or wonder how you will go on, take out this letter and read it to yourself.

believe you.

Sincerely,

Melissa

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Here’s what it is like: I’m married to and live with my best friend. We cook for one another, laugh hysterically together, and have tons of sex, the vast majority of which involves just we two. Occasionally, one or both of us might make out with or even go to bed with somebody else. When this happens, communication is clear, standard precautions are taken (you know, like the ones single people use), and a good time is generally had by all.

I have no doubt that we are committed to each other, because we’re building a life together. Could he fall in love with somebody else? Sure, but our non-monogamous status doesn’t have much of an effect on that fact. He could also decide to run away and join the circus. There are no guarantees in life.

I think the most bizarre thing about monogamy to me is how often sexual exclusivity serves as a proxy for a real commitment. “Yeah, we’re together, I guess, because I’m not doing it with anybody else.” And the illusion that a monogamous commitment somehow makes a relationship more secure seems upended by the disruptive, obsessive, guilt-ridden emotions a monogamous person feels when he or she is (inevitably) attracted to somebody other than his or her partner.
My tone tends to be somber and straightforward when I talk about this topic, mostly because I don’t want to sound like I’m sensationalizing it. (Even though it’s the fu-king best. Seriously.)

I’ve spoken to close friends who are sure monogamy is right for them, and I’m convinced they can pull it off, that they know what they’re doing. But most people I talk to fear non-monogamy because they’re afraid of their own insecurity, their own jealousy. And in truth there’s a pretty strong non-attachment practice built into it. In all the ways society tells me I’m supposed to own my husband, the fact is I simply do not. Does it always feel super easy? No. But it always feels true. I believe that being open and honest is the best way to challenge negative stereotypes of unconventional marriages like mine.

I met my husband when I was 22. If I felt at the time that I would have to spend the rest of my life having sex with him and only him, I wouldn’t have married him. I would’ve gone out into the world and gallivanted around until I felt like all the sex was out of my system, and I would’ve missed out on sharing my life with the best human being on planet Earth. But in our relationship, we don’t have to get anything out of our systems. Our sex drives are allowed to stick around, to accompany us throughout life, to remain a part of our individual personalities as well as our relationship as a couple. So in that way, I guess we are on fire. But please, don’t assume that we need to be doused.

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Erin Judge (via liveyourbelief)

Yeah, that.

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How should your relationships look. However the fuck you want them to.

The most succinct yet personal explanation I’ve heard. 

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In the Google Glass “How it Feels” video, people speak the words “OK Glass” and then pick from a list of featured voice commands to send a message, record a video, take a photo, launch a video-chat hangout, conduct a search, check the weather, or get driving directions.

The demo is a concrete illustration of how Google is evolving its technology from a mere search engine to a constant personal companion that augments your mind.

Google began selling Glass developer prototypes called Explorer last year for $1,500 that are due to ship this year.

Google’s video and "what-it-does" explanation is very much from a first-person perspective, showing what it’s like to wear the device.

The audio is Lee Camp’s PodCast.

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Over a decade ago Jonathan Frieman was working in the Global Justice movement and watching the WTO unfold in Seattle. He noticed that everything he was against involved corporations and started to wondered if there was a way to compel them to invest in a sustainable future. 

He went to law school and learned corporations are an organizational mess with stocks, CEO’s and the Supreme Court had ruled on corporate personhood. Corporations being treated as people matters in many ways but it mostly bothered Frieman because corporations can’t go to jail. After breaking the law, sometimes they don’t even face the fines which are factored into the cost of doing business.

More recently Citizens United declared money is speech and can spend how ever much money they want on elections. These two rulings work together to allow corporations to do whatever they want in our democracy. 

So Frieman came up with the idea to, under the law, show how ridiculous that idea is. He decided to drive around San Francisco’s carpool lanes with just him and his articles of incorporation. Knowing something about codes he found vehicle code section ”470. ‘Person’ includes a natural person, firm, copartnership, association, limited liability company, or corporation.” For 10 years he waited; driving by cops in a station wagon, sometimes waving. In October 2012 he drove by a cop parked in the opposite carpool lane, got off at the next exit and headed right by him, and finally got pulled over. 

He explained to the officer that he was driving with his corporation and without surprise the cop neither understood, cared, or had a good sense of humor. Frieman gladly took the ticket and after the judge found Frieman guilty, saying the code also says the carpool lanes intend to reduce traffic congestion, he is now appealing to the appellate division of the Marin Superior Court. Should they lose the appeal there, Jonathan plans to appeal all the way to the California Supreme Court if he has to.

They are hoping the court wont know what to do with this case and the court says corporations are not persons for the purposes of driving in the carpool lane. 

His attorney’s argument goes something like… We, human beings, are given notice to the times we might violate the law. The law has to be crystal clear but since, in this case, its not clear no one really knows how to proceed.

Jonathan ‘The Carpool Guy’ Frieman’s official site and the Facebook page.

If you agree check out Move To Amend -

We, the People of the United States of America, reject the U.S. Supreme Court’s Citizens United ruling and other related cases, and move to amend our Constitution to firmly establish that money is not speech, and that human beings, not corporations, are persons entitled to constitutional rights. 

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Guy has this to say about his American Kitchen & Bar

[It] will showcase a wide-ranging menu full of the big, bold flavors Fieri is known for, as well as three full bars, a California-centric wine list, and an extensive draft beer program featuring signature beers craft brewed for Fieri right in New York City.

However Bryan Mytko thought he’d put together a bunch of tweets, to make fun of someone I can only describe as low hanging fruit, with this parody menu… 

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I think intellectual property is fucking ridiculous and, keep in mind, there is no copyrighting a tweet… From what I can tell credit hasn’t been given to  who about 50% of the menu was ‘borrowed’autisticpetdadboner, who weighed in on whether stealing is stealing, even on Twitter or Pauline Vassiliadis who actually designed the menu. Here, here, here, herehere, and here are some specific examples. 

For his part, Mytko released a statement saying he didn’t mention Vassiliadis because “she doesn’t have twitter,” and didn’t think his prank would blow up. Vassiliadis has yet to respond.

Mytko continues:

I barely use Twitter and have no idea who @DadBoner @a_girl_irl @DinkMagic@Lowenaffchen etc. are. If any of the content was stolen from them, well, I have no idea what to tell you. Laugh at the menu or don’t. There are more important things to stress over in life than Twitter.

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A Rediscovered 1865 Letter from a Freed Slave.

Below is Jordan Anderson’s letter in full, as it appears on lettersofnote.com. To take a look at what appears to be a scan of the original letter, which appeared in an August 22, 1865 edition of the New York Daily Tribune, click here.As Letters Of Note points out, the newspaper account makes clear that the letter was dictated.

Michael Johnson, a professor of history at Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore says he has discovered evidence that the people involved in this correspondence are real, and that the letter is probably authentic.

Dayton, Ohio,

August 7, 1865

To My Old Master, Colonel P.H. Anderson, Big Spring, Tennessee

Sir: I got your letter, and was glad to find that you had not forgotten Jourdon, and that you wanted me to come back and live with you again, promising to do better for me than anybody else can. I have often felt uneasy about you. I thought the Yankees would have hung you long before this, for harboring Rebs they found at your house. I suppose they never heard about your going to Colonel Martin’s to kill the Union soldier that was left by his company in their stable. Although you shot at me twice before I left you, I did not want to hear of your being hurt, and am glad you are still living. It would do me good to go back to the dear old home again, and see Miss Mary and Miss Martha and Allen, Esther, Green, and Lee. Give my love to them all, and tell them I hope we will meet in the better world, if not in this. I would have gone back to see you all when I was working in the Nashville Hospital, but one of the neighbors told me that Henry intended to shoot me if he ever got a chance.

I want to know particularly what the good chance is you propose to give me. I am doing tolerably well here. I get twenty-five dollars a month, with victuals and clothing; have a comfortable home for Mandy,—the folks call her Mrs. Anderson,—and the children—Milly, Jane, and Grundy—go to school and are learning well. The teacher says Grundy has a head for a preacher. They go to Sunday school, and Mandy and me attend church regularly. We are kindly treated. Sometimes we overhear others saying, “Them colored people were slaves” down in Tennessee. The children feel hurt when they hear such remarks; but I tell them it was no disgrace in Tennessee to belong to Colonel Anderson. Many darkeys would have been proud, as I used to be, to call you master. Now if you will write and say what wages you will give me, I will be better able to decide whether it would be to my advantage to move back again.

As to my freedom, which you say I can have, there is nothing to be gained on that score, as I got my free papers in 1864 from the Provost-Marshal-General of the Department of Nashville. Mandy says she would be afraid to go back without some proof that you were disposed to treat us justly and kindly; and we have concluded to test your sincerity by asking you to send us our wages for the time we served you. This will make us forget and forgive old scores, and rely on your justice and friendship in the future. I served you faithfully for thirty-two years, and Mandy twenty years. At twenty-five dollars a month for me, and two dollars a week for Mandy, our earnings would amount to eleven thousand six hundred and eighty dollars. Add to this the interest for the time our wages have been kept back, and deduct what you paid for our clothing, and three doctor’s visits to me, and pulling a tooth for Mandy, and the balance will show what we are in justice entitled to. Please send the money by Adams’s Express, in care of V. Winters, Esq., Dayton, Ohio. If you fail to pay us for faithful labors in the past, we can have little faith in your promises in the future. We trust the good Maker has opened your eyes to the wrongs which you and your fathers have done to me and my fathers, in making us toil for you for generations without recompense. Here I draw my wages every Saturday night; but in Tennessee there was never any pay-day for the negroes any more than for the horses and cows. Surely there will be a day of reckoning for those who defraud the laborer of his hire.

In answering this letter, please state if there would be any safety for my Milly and Jane, who are now grown up, and both good-looking girls. You know how it was with poor Matilda and Catherine. I would rather stay here and starve—and die, if it come to that—than have my girls brought to shame by the violence and wickedness of their young masters. You will also please state if there has been any schools opened for the colored children in your neighborhood. The great desire of my life now is to give my children an education, and have them form virtuous habits.

Say howdy to George Carter, and thank him for taking the pistol from you when you were shooting at me.

From your old servant,

Jourdon Anderson.

The 19 Most Annoying Things About Being Vegan - Including gems like…

  • People who pronounce it “VAYGUN”.
  • Everyone you know is suddenly a nutrition expert.
  • The option at weddings is always grilled vegetables.
  • Getting trapped under your own logic.
  • Secretly finding jabs at vegans funny.
  • People saying “humans are ‘meant’ to be carnivores”.
  • Hearing every time a friend learns something unexpected has animal product in it.
  • Being called a hypocrite if you feed your pet meat and crazy if your don’t.
  • Other vegans.
  • The comment section for every article ever written about veganism. 

Thats fun, but I prefer compassionco’s list…

The 12 Actual Most Annoying Things About Being Vegan.

  1. Omnivores misinterpreting the 19 MATABV article.
  2. When people say “You/I can’t have that” vs ” I/you choose not to have that”.
  3. Canine Teeth, argument.
  4. Debating what is and isn’t “natural” for humans.
  5. Plants feel pain too.
  6. When people take one culinary misstep as meaning that all vegan food is horrible.
  7. “Vegans don’t care about the workers that pick our vegetables”.
  8. Vegans who don’t care about other forms of oppression.
  9. Vegans who deny issues of food accessibility.
  10. Being asked “so, what DO you eat?”
  11. Being told “I don’t really eat that much meat”
  12. People thinking that veganism is a diet.
fuckyeahsexeducation:

One of the first posts I ever reblogged on FYSE, I love it so much because you can really see that the clitoris and penis are the same thing.

fuckyeahsexeducation:

One of the first posts I ever reblogged on FYSE, I love it so much because you can really see that the clitoris and penis are the same thing.

(Source: sleepyeyedbitch, via otherkin-taco)

The groundbreaking move recommended by the Joint Chiefs of Staff overturns a 1994 rule prohibiting women from being assigned to smaller ground combat units. Panetta’s decision gives the military services until January 2016 to seek special exceptions if they believe any positions must remain closed to women.

However it opens hundreds of thousands of front-line positions and potentially elite commando jobs after more than a decade at war.

Normally these photo posts go on my other tumblr. BUT I LOVE THIS BIT!

Normally these photo posts go on my other tumblr. BUT I LOVE THIS BIT!

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takemehometomyheart:

lolahardy:

asgardianinthetardis:

theewhitetiger:

lostgeekette:


kahn-iceay:


Westboro stated intentions to picket Sandy Hook victim funerals, so Anonymous hacked them, and published everything. - Imgur


bless you Anonymous


“While we certainly do not condone illegal activity, it is hard not to root for Anonymous as they take it to these sad, pathetic excuses for human beings from the Westboro Baptist Church.”





Of course, Westboro denied the charges and taunted Anonymous as incompetent hackers. They claimed their website was protected by God. Big mistake. A few days later, while a Westboro spokeswoman was boasting about how the church foiled Anonymous on a radio talk show, an Anonymous spokesman called in and hacked the church’s website in real time on the air.CRYING WITH LAUGHTER

takemehometomyheart:

lolahardy:

asgardianinthetardis:

theewhitetiger:

lostgeekette:

kahn-iceay:

Westboro stated intentions to picket Sandy Hook victim funerals, so Anonymous hacked them, and published everything. - Imgur

bless you Anonymous

While we certainly do not condone illegal activity, it is hard not to root for Anonymous as they take it to these sad, pathetic excuses for human beings from the Westboro Baptist Church.”

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Of course, Westboro denied the charges and taunted Anonymous as incompetent hackers. They claimed their website was protected by God. Big mistake. A few days later, while a Westboro spokeswoman was boasting about how the church foiled Anonymous on a radio talk show, an Anonymous spokesman called in and hacked the church’s website in real time on the air.


CRYING WITH LAUGHTER

(Source: zingari-mun, via realworldnews)

anarcho-queer:

UN Recognizes Palestine As Non-Member Observer State
The United Nations General Assembly has voted to recognize Palestine as a non-member observer state.
The historic vote came after impassioned speeches from Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas, who asked the UN to “issue the birth certificate of Palestine,” and Ron Prosor, the Israeli Ambassador to the UN, who said a vote in favour of Palestinian statehood would be detrimental to peace in the region.
UN member nations voted 138-9 in favour of recognizing Palestine, despite warnings of disruptions to peace talks from Israel and its western allies. Forty-one nations abstained from voting.
Canada and the United States stood with Israel in vehemently opposing raising Palestine’s status at the UN. Also voting “no” were the Czech Republic, Panama and the Pacific island nations of Marshall Islands, Micronesia, Nauru and Palau.
As the vote result flashed on an electronic board in the UN General Assembly in New York, the majority of delegates stood up, cheering and clapping. An elated Abbas shook hands and hugged his supporters as a large Palestinian flag was unfurled behind him.
Meanwhile, Palestinians took to the streets in the West Bank and Gaza to celebrate, honking their car horns, waving flags and setting off fireworks.

anarcho-queer:

UN Recognizes Palestine As Non-Member Observer State

The United Nations General Assembly has voted to recognize Palestine as a non-member observer state.

The historic vote came after impassioned speeches from Palestinian President Mahmoud Abbas, who asked the UN to “issue the birth certificate of Palestine,” and Ron Prosor, the Israeli Ambassador to the UN, who said a vote in favour of Palestinian statehood would be detrimental to peace in the region.

UN member nations voted 138-9 in favour of recognizing Palestine, despite warnings of disruptions to peace talks from Israel and its western allies. Forty-one nations abstained from voting.

Canada and the United States stood with Israel in vehemently opposing raising Palestine’s status at the UN. Also voting “no” were the Czech Republic, Panama and the Pacific island nations of Marshall Islands, Micronesia, Nauru and Palau.

As the vote result flashed on an electronic board in the UN General Assembly in New York, the majority of delegates stood up, cheering and clapping. An elated Abbas shook hands and hugged his supporters as a large Palestinian flag was unfurled behind him.

Meanwhile, Palestinians took to the streets in the West Bank and Gaza to celebrate, honking their car horns, waving flags and setting off fireworks.

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womenwhokickass:

Christina Mavuma: Why she kicks ass
She is a trans activist from Botswana who is apart of the Rainbow Identity Association (RIA),  and works with Health Lens; a program that provides services to primary care practices and gives independent physicians an opportunity to engage in meaningful change. It has been described as a movement of change, helping to reshape the role of primary care, and to sustain the cognitive art of medicine. 
Her project is looking into transgender women and health care system. She was motivated by the fact that most trans women here cannot get formal jobs and therefore cannot afford private health care.
“So many trans women find it difficult to access health care from the state clinics or hospitals, as the doctors and nurses there are discriminatory and very judgmental, most painful thing is there are not knowledgeable to trans issues. Even though the services are available they are not user-friendly to the LGBTI community and matters worse for the transgender community as the medical cards are genderised blue card for boys and pink card for girls and this card is given to you after you produce identity card.”
The intended outcome of this project is to have doctors and nurses to treat all people with respect including trans or intersex people. It is meant to start dialogues between the doctors and the trans community.
She is also involved with The Exchange Program, which is a partnership between Gender DynamiX in South Africa and SIPD in Uganda. This program is aimed at capacitating emerging transgender activists in South Africa and the East African region. Participants get together twice annually to discuss relevant, burning issues on the agenda for the region.

womenwhokickass:

Christina Mavuma: Why she kicks ass

  • She is a trans activist from Botswana who is apart of the Rainbow Identity Association (RIA),  and works with Health Lens; a program that provides services to primary care practices and gives independent physicians an opportunity to engage in meaningful change. It has been described as a movement of change, helping to reshape the role of primary care, and to sustain the cognitive art of medicine. 
  • Her project is looking into transgender women and health care system. She was motivated by the fact that most trans women here cannot get formal jobs and therefore cannot afford private health care.
  • “So many trans women find it difficult to access health care from the state clinics or hospitals, as the doctors and nurses there are discriminatory and very judgmental, most painful thing is there are not knowledgeable to trans issues. Even though the services are available they are not user-friendly to the LGBTI community and matters worse for the transgender community as the medical cards are genderised blue card for boys and pink card for girls and this card is given to you after you produce identity card.”
  • The intended outcome of this project is to have doctors and nurses to treat all people with respect including trans or intersex people. It is meant to start dialogues between the doctors and the trans community.
  • She is also involved with The Exchange Program, which is a partnership between Gender DynamiX in South Africa and SIPD in Uganda. This program is aimed at capacitating emerging transgender activists in South Africa and the East African region. Participants get together twice annually to discuss relevant, burning issues on the agenda for the region.

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barackobama:

Our favorite vice president in probably the entire universe turns 70 today. Happy birthday, Joe.

I wish he were our president! Mr. Joe Biden. 

barackobama:

Our favorite vice president in probably the entire universe turns 70 today. Happy birthday, Joe.

I wish he were our president! Mr. Joe Biden

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