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i hate the internet

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Sara K. Golish SunDust & MoonDust

Taitu & Celestial Rhythms Messages from the Stars & Anyanwu Mukuru & Nights Over Egypt Black Gold & Khwezi Tsehai & Moonchild Astral Jazz & Nomalanga Nyambi & Sugar Samba Toffee Soul & Nefertem Asis & Mercury Rising Interstellar Dust, Calypsoul & Orun

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Warpaint @ Isle of Light Fest (via anabananadiaz)

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Watch the gif for 30 seconds, then look at the picture! 

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New Comic!

I’ve had this one sitting in my to-do pile for a while, and was finally galvanized to draw it up after going to a talk around intersections of sex, gender, and race this weekend. The topic of pronouns and terminology came up and the speaker just sort of smirked and said ‘yeah, we all know who wrote the dictionaries, don’t we?’ and I was like YES I HAVE A WHOLE THING ABOUT THAT.

My proudest moment of this comic is that I managed to sneak a penis joke into it.

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School Buses turned homes. Love this so much i want one.

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1. Bleeding Tooth Fungus

2. Schizophyllum Commune

3. Rhodotus Palmatus

4. Porcellain Fungus

5. Leratiomyces

6. Cup Fungus

7. Cyathus Striatus

8. Phallus Indusiatus

9. Clathrus Ruber

10. Geastrum Minimum

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"The Eyes of God" -Prohodna Cave, Bulgaria (Source, I believe)

This is the full moon from inside a cave. It looks like two eyes staring down at you; beautiful.

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Chamonix - Mer de Glace by Didier Baertschiger 

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I am speechless. I am speechless that two hours away from where I live, over a hundred and forty children have died. I am speechless. My brothers, my sisters. They aren’t with us anymore, and I am speechless. I can’t tell you how much I’ve cried today, I can’t tell you how depressed, disgusted, sad, horrified and shocked I am at this act of terrorism in the name of ‘God’.

It’s numbing to even try and think about what the mothers and fathers and brothers and sisters feel like right now - I can’t even imagine what it’s like, to send your child to school asking him to do his very best on his mid year, telling him you believe in him, telling him not to leave a single question empty. He left the world instead.

Please don’t think we aren’t important because we aren’t from the well known Western countries. Please don’t let the lives lost be defined by race, language, nation. Please don’t think we deserve this because our oppressors and us, we share a religion - because if these terrorists are ‘muslims’, then I am not. (And believe me when I tell you they’re not. They don’t know anything about Islam, because if they did they would hesitate to use harsh words, let alone guns.)

It takes two seconds to make a prayer. It takes two seconds to spread the word. It takes two seconds to make someone see that the oppressed and oppressors are different, even if they share a religon.

I hope you will remember that little, innocent children and teachers did not ask for this. I hope you will remember that a teacher got burned alive trying to save the students. I hope you will remember that raising your voice against evil is the first step to eliminate it from our society.

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this is my favorite thing in the adventure time comics oh my glob

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Maciej Cegłowski:

In 1952, an American attaché in Moscow was innocently fiddling with his shortwave radio when he heard the voice of the American ambassador dictating letters in the Embassy, just a few buildings away. He immediately reported the incident, but though the Americans tore the walls out of the Ambassador’s office, they weren’t able to find a listening device.

When the broadcasts kept coming, the Americans flew in two technical experts with special radio finding equipment, who meticulously examined each object in the Ambassador’s office. They finally tracked the signal to this innocuous giant wooden sculpture of the Great Seal of the United States, hanging behind the Ambassador’s desk. It had been given as a gift by the Komsomol, the Soviet version of the Boy Scouts.

Cracking it open, they found a hollow cavity and a metal object so unusual and mysterious in its design that it has gone down in history as ‘The Thing’.

‘The Thing’ had no battery, no wires, no source of power at all. It was was just a little can of metal covered on one side with foil, with a long metal whisker sticking out the side. It seemed too simple to be anything.

That night the American technician slept with ‘The Thing’ under his pillow. The next day they smuggled it out of the country for analysis.

The Americans couldn’t figure out how ‘The Thing’ worked, and had to ask the British for help. After a few weeks of fiddling, the Brits finally cracked The Thing’s secret.

That little round can was a resonant cavity. If you shone a beam of radio waves at it at a particular frequency, it would sing back to you, like a tuning fork. The metal antenna was just the right length to broadcast back one of the higher harmonics of the signal.

The resonator sat right behind a specially thinned piece of wood under the eagle’s beak. When someone in the room spoke, vibrations in the air would shake the foil, slightly deforming the cavity, which in turn made the resonant signal weaker or stronger.

As the attaché discovered, you could listen to this modulated signal on a radio just like a regular broadcast. ‘The Thing’ was a wireless, remotely powered microphone. It had been hanging on the ambassador’s wall for seven years.

Today we have a name for what ‘The Thing’ is: It’s an RFID tag, ingeniously modified to detect sound vibrations. Our world is full of these little pieces of metal and electronics that will sing back to you if you shine the right kind of radio waves on them.

But for 1952, this was heady stuff. Those poor American spooks were up against a piece of science fiction.

Today I want to talk about these moments when the future falls in our laps, with no warning or consideration about whether we’re ready to confront it.

Another amazing talk by the creator of Pinboard. I first heard Maciej speak at XOXO, he blew me away. This transcript of his Webstock talk was also amazing.