1. Five-Year-Old Navajo Boy Denied Admission on First Day of School Because His Hair is Too Long

    strangenewclassrooms:

    Apparently we are still cutting Native hair off.

    I wish I was surprised.

    Reblogged from: strangenewclassrooms
  2. liquidglue:

    santa’s helpers r just subordinate clauses

    Reblogged from: usetheforcebabe
  3. constructiveallyphobia:

    the-goddamazon:

    totallynotabadvirus:

    I just bought my Wonder Woman comic and these were the last two pages. Wonder woman makes me extremely happy.

    AND SHE GAVE HIM A PIECE OF THE LASSO OF TRUTH I CAN’T.

    Which issue is this? I legitimately need to know.

    Reblogged from: appendingfic
  4. http://noctumsolis.tumblr.com/post/96071835505/i-need-that-seat-iapollogise-i-love-pirates   

    natalieford:

    noctumsolis:

    natalieford:

    i-need-that-seat:

    iapollogise:

    I love pirates because they have no concept on albeism. oh you have no leg? here have a peg leg. no hand?? well guess we gotta put a hook on that, give those sons of bitches a surprise. Blind in one eye, put an eyepatch on no one fucking cares, youre…

    I wonder what a pirate would do with an invisible chronic fatigue or chronic pain condition…

    I will explore that very question! My first thoughts involve time keeping and powder master. Hmm, maybe the crow’s nest would be okay with chronic pain?

    Oh, and testing the purity of any opium in the booty.

    I am right there for the testing opium and other herbal painkillers but would not be able to climb up to the crows nest (multiple sclerosis in my case, among other “invisible medical issues”). It is an intriguing idea though because I am at a juncture in my life where I need to work out who I am now rather than what I used to be. Perhaps I could do the books for the captain or something.

    Is prolonged writing okay? It murders my arthritic hands.

    Reblogged from: natalieford
  5. http://noctumsolis.tumblr.com/post/96071835505/i-need-that-seat-iapollogise-i-love-pirates

    natalieford:

    i-need-that-seat:

    iapollogise:

    I love pirates because they have no concept on albeism. oh you have no leg? here have a peg leg. no hand?? well guess we gotta put a hook on that, give those sons of bitches a surprise. Blind in one eye, put an eyepatch on no one fucking cares, youre…

    I wonder what a pirate would do with an invisible chronic fatigue or chronic pain condition…

    I will explore that very question! My first thoughts involve time keeping and powder master. Hmm, maybe the crow’s nest would be okay with chronic pain?

    Oh, and testing the purity of any opium in the booty.

    Reblogged from: natalieford
  6. 50 Cliched Dialogues to Ban From Your Script

    vaneluzimoura:

    By Nathalie:

    Below is the selection of 50 Cliched Dialogues I still read in scripts, and hear in movies andTV Shows, and I really wished I wouldn’t. A huge chunk of it comes from Go Into The Story & Kevin Lehane‘s collaborative effort to make the 121 Definitive List of Cliched Dialogues, the first three are my personal addition.

    *UPDATE* check the comment section, more cliched shared that could definitely make the list!

    50 Cliched Dialogues to Keep Out Of Your Script

    1. […]

    38. Okay, here’s what we do … [and cut to a different scene]

    I would argue that this is a chromatographic classic. It should be used sparingly, and treated with a certain awareness, but it had its place.

    Reblogged from: clevergirlhelps
  7. whoblend:

    Reblogged from: whoblend
  8. tonightinatlanticcity:

    yoncehaunted:

    *SHOUTING TO THE HEAVENS*

    OKAY THAT WAS KIND OF A FUCKING TWIST.

    Reblogged from: jandanadur
  9. hate:

typical:

parliamentarians:

Racism and ignorance clearly evident in our society, as experienced by my friend’s sister. This is what her potential dorm roommate, whom she had never met or talked to before, tweeted about her.
"Today I googled my last name and found this as one of the search results. Apparently, just by looking at my profile picture, I am Indian and I can barely speak english. This, my friends, is a prime example of racial profiling. I am an American citizen. I was born in Houston, Texas. My roots are not from India but from Africa. My parents are Algerian. I am Algerian American. English is my primary language and it is a struggle for me to speak my parent’s native tongue. My name is pronounced exactly as it is spelled. I wear a hijab (a head covering), and not a niqab ( a facial covering that excludes the eyes) though I do admire, respect, and find the beauty in all those who do choose to wear the niqab. But this girl is right, I probably would have had a heart attack living with a person who could not, and refused to, respect me and my beliefs. I can only thank God for an opening of a single room shortly after they assigned this roommate, way before I knew she had posted any of this. Alhamdullilah. I also thank God for being born in Houston, one of the most multicultural cities in the United States, and not experiencing racism like this everyday of my life. Sunday is my move in day and the start of my college career. This can be nothing but a good sign for the years to come, inshaAllah.  In conclusion, I urge everyone, please, don’t judge a person by their appearances. Racism exists in this nation because we continue to do so. We have to look beyond the covers of appearances and read the texts of their characters. Stand with me and ‪#‎stopracism‬.” -Roukaya Mabizari

She should be banned from life

this is so fucked up

    hate:

    typical:

    parliamentarians:

    Racism and ignorance clearly evident in our society, as experienced by my friend’s sister. This is what her potential dorm roommate, whom she had never met or talked to before, tweeted about her.

    "Today I googled my last name and found this as one of the search results. Apparently, just by looking at my profile picture, I am Indian and I can barely speak english. This, my friends, is a prime example of racial profiling. I am an American citizen. I was born in Houston, Texas. My roots are not from India but from Africa. My parents are Algerian. I am Algerian American. English is my primary language and it is a struggle for me to speak my parent’s native tongue. My name is pronounced exactly as it is spelled. I wear a hijab (a head covering), and not a niqab ( a facial covering that excludes the eyes) though I do admire, respect, and find the beauty in all those who do choose to wear the niqab. But this girl is right, I probably would have had a heart attack living with a person who could not, and refused to, respect me and my beliefs. I can only thank God for an opening of a single room shortly after they assigned this roommate, way before I knew she had posted any of this. Alhamdullilah. I also thank God for being born in Houston, one of the most multicultural cities in the United States, and not experiencing racism like this everyday of my life.
    Sunday is my move in day and the start of my college career. This can be nothing but a good sign for the years to come, inshaAllah.
    In conclusion, I urge everyone, please, don’t judge a person by their appearances. Racism exists in this nation because we continue to do so. We have to look beyond the covers of appearances and read the texts of their characters. Stand with me and ‪#‎stopracism‬.”
    -Roukaya Mabizari

    She should be banned from life

    this is so fucked up

    Reblogged from: jandanadur
  10. My toddler just licked my arm.

Next

Moar Granules de la Solar

Paper theme built by Thomas